𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 || Book 1

1.3 Pack Mentality

The leaves flew through the wind. A little girl giggled as she jumped into the arms of her father. Her father held her tightly and twirled her around in the air. Her mother watched the two of them, beaming with happiness. The father put his daughter back down onto the ground before placing a kiss on her forehead. A growl erupted in a distance, the father turned to where he had heard it before sharing a worried glance with the mother. He ran off leaving the two of them behind.

I woke up breathing heavily. What the hell was that? I've been having dreams like this for the past couple nights and I didn't understand them. I mean I wasn't Dreamer who could interpret her dreams. What was this dream? Was it just random or was it one of my memories? All I knew was that I couldn't tell anyone.

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The three of us walked into school, and I still felt like I was being watched. I couldn't shake off that feeling. I let out a sigh as Scott told us about the nightmare he had the night before.

"So you killed her?" Stiles asked in disbelief.

"No offense Scott, but you wouldn't kill her." I said, "Whatever vision you had, wasn't real."

"I don't know Kait, Stiles. I just woke up and I was sweating like crazy, and I couldn't breathe. I've never had a dream where I woke up like that before." Scott said worriedly. I knew how worried he was about Allison, but he couldn't kill her. He wouldn't.

"Really? I have. Usually ends a little differently." Stiles said, and I looked at him disgusted.

"You're disgusting." I said.

"I know." Stiles said, before turning to Scott. "Let me take a guess here-"

"No, I know, you think that it has something to do with me going out with Allison tomorrow. Like I'm gonna lose control and rip her throat out." Scott scoffed.

"I don't think that." I said, and Scott looked at me surprised. "I think that you have enough control and that you wouldn't hurt somebody that you love."

"No, of course not." Stiles added, and Scott sent him a look. "Yeah, that's totally it!"

"Stiles!" I hissed, hitting him in the arm.

"Ow!" Stiles exclaimed glaring at me. "Hey come on! It's gonna be fine, all right? Personally, I think you are handling this pretty freaking amazingly. You know, it's not like they have a lycanthropy for beginners class you can take."

"Yeah. Not a class, but maybe a teacher." Scott said.

"Derek?" Stiles asked, and I started laughing causing Scott to glare at me.

"You're serious?" I exclaimed, "Are you forgetting the part where you two got him tossed in jail?"

"You two?" Stiles said, "You helped too!"

"I didn't know we were arresting him!" I defended.

"Just because he says that he's your family doesn't mean that he's telling the truth!" Stiles snapped.

"I know that, but I think you're taking a pretty big risk Scott." I said nervously.

"I don't know guys... Chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it felt so real." Scott sighed.

"How real?" Stiles asked.

"Like it actually happened." Scott said. The three of us continued walking, until we passed through a set of doors. We caught sight of a bus that looked like it'd been through some supernatural hell.