Olivia's POV:

After somewhat covering up my shoulder, Scott had me pick up Stiles from his house while he went to deal with Liam so it didn't look too suspicious for me to tag along. Whatever that meant, I just hoped he didn't do anything stupid.

Scott swings open his porch door, frantically gesturing for us to come in. "Did you talk to your dad?" He immediately asked Stiles.

"I told him everything I could." He responded as we follow him to the stairs.

"But you didn't tell him about Liam?"

"Olivia barely told me about Liam." He scoffed.

"What did you do with the kid anyway?" I curiously ask. "He looked pretty freaked out with seeing the whole werewolf and wendigo fight."

"He's upstairs." He breathed out.

Stiles furrowed his eyebrows. "Doing what?"

"Uh..." He hesitantly meets my eyes and stops in front of the stairs. "Lying down." He continued to walk up the stairs with Stiles and I behind him.

"So...he's sleeping?" I questioned.

"No." Scott opens the door to his room, but I saw only his bedroom as if nothing had been touched.

He continues to walk to his bathroom and once he pulls open his shower curtain, it revealed a duct-taped Liam who had his eyes widened with fear as he squirmed inside the bathtub. His cries muffle against the duct tape that covered his mouth.

I pinch the bridge of my nose, but Stiles slowly pushes the shower curtain shut and proceeded to walk back over to Scott's bed.

Scott sits down in the spot next to him, but I take a seat on his bean bag chair with my arms crossed.

"So you bit him." Stiles mumbled.

Scott sighed. "Yeah."

"And you kidnapped him?"

"Yeah."

"And you brought him here."

I shake my head with disbelief. "I leave you alone for twenty minutes and your first thought was to tie the poor kid up!" I exclaim. "We are way passed getting a warning from the cops. This could get us sent to jail!"

"I panicked!"

"This isn't going to end with us burying the pieces of his body out in the desert, is it?" Stiles questioned until more muffled cries came from the bathroom again, sending an uneasy feeling to my stomach.

That definitely didn't help with Liam hearing our entire conversation.

"Shut up, Stiles!" I scolded but he rolled his eyes.

"As a reminder, this is why I always come up with the plans." Stiles said, looking between Scott and I. "Scott, your plans suck."

"I know, which is why I had Olivia pick you up." He gestured to me.

"So," I tap my foot nervously. "what do we do?"

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"This plan continues to get worse."

Scott and Stiles place the chair down that held Liam, who was still taped down, in the middle of Scott's room. The freshman furiously eyed the three of us which didn't really faze me since he couldn't do anything if he wanted to.

Stiles held a hand out to him. "Liam, we're going to take the tape off your mouth. If you scream, it goes right back on. If you talk quietly, it stays off. Got it?"

He nods his head and Stiles looks over to me as if for me to take off the tape. "I'm not becoming a part of something where he could sue me."

Stiles rolled his eyes and reached forward to tear the tape off Liam's mouth, earning a groan to escape from his lips. "Okay, Liam, now you've seen a lot of confusing things tonight and more confusing things are going to happen, because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?"

"Not really," Liam spoke softly as he raised a brow, looking between the three of us.

I furrowed my eyebrows. "Honestly, I didn't even understand that either."

"Scott, maybe you should tell him." Stiles nudged his side.

"Tell me what?" The boy demanded.

"Liam," Scott cleared his throat. "what happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, i-it's going to change you."

"Unless it kills you." Stiles added which causes Liam to widen his eyes. "Shouldn't have said that."

Liam's eyes fall to mine. "What?"

"You're not helping, Stiles." I scold, but the sound of Liam's sobs causes me to worriedly look to Scott.

"Uh-oh, uh oh. Is he—is he crying?" Stiles asked, but I crouch down to his level.

"Liam, let me show you something," I say and gesture to his broken leg. "You can trust me, despite the fact these idiots tied you up."

He nods and I hover my hand over his leg, emitting a white glow as I felt all the energy trail down into the palm of my hand as his bones began to snap back into place. Once I knew it was fixed, I look up and see his fear-filled expression, most likely freaking out over how I did that.

"Liam, it's okay. You're going to be all right." Scott crouches down to my level as well. "You're not going to die."

Stiles comes down as well. "Probably not."

"Stop it." Scott hissed.

"Okay, possibly not."

"Stiles, I swear to god." I scold with a glare.

"Would you just help me untie him?" Scott says to him and I back away as they removed the tape from his wrists and legs.

Liam's head slumped forward, avoiding our eyes as he sniffled softly.

"Liam, are you okay?" Scott asked with concern.

"We're sorry about that. We're—uh, we're really sorry." Stiles apologized as Liam slowly stood up from the chair, still keeping his head low.

"I completely understand if you're freaking over this." I placed my hand on his shoulder and give a small smile. "Trust me, I've been there and—"

Immediately I'm smacked with the wooden chair which splintered into pieces that sent me to land on my shoulder that was still in the middle of healing.

"Liam, what the hell is your—" Stiles doesn't even get to finish his sentence due to Liam swinging a punch directly at his face, causing him to fall back into Scott and send the two on the floor.

I lift my head, rubbing the spot where Liam had hit and seen him sprint out of the room. "Get him!" I shout, which causes Stiles and Scott to scramble to their feet and chase after him.

I push the wooden debris off of my body but not even a couple of seconds later, I recognized the somewhat battle cries come from Scott and Stiles which followed along with several thuds down the stairs.

My eyes widen and I push myself up to quickly go down the hallway as well. I reach the end of the hallway in time to see Liam scramble off of the boys and swing open the door, taking off into the night.

I look down the stairs, watching as Scott and Stiles fought over a grip on their own legs, thinking as if it was Liam's.

"I got him, I got him!"

"No, I got him!"

"Neither of you does." I call out which stopped the two from squirming around in their hold. They look to me with confusion, but I gestured to the door that was wide open.

Scott shoves Stiles' foot off his face with a glare. "Your plan sucked too, Stiles.

I shake my head with disbelief as I went down the stairs. "I'm never following along with your plan again."

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Once I pulled in inside my driveway, I noticed that the lights inside were off which indicated that everyone was asleep. It didn't necessarily surprise me since it was pretty late and I had to drop off Stiles back to his house.

If our theory was correct, with the full moon tomorrow we have to get Liam in a closed space since he won't be able to control his powers. Luckily, finding a place isn't the issue since we had Lydia's lake house.

The problem is getting Liam there.

I step out of my car and lock the doors, but wince at the sound it made since it was pretty loud.

I quietly unlock the front door and look around with caution, seeing that nobody was in the living room and the kitchen. Thank god.

I shut the door behind me and proceed to go up the steps, the floorboard squeaking every now. See, normally I wouldn't care about coming home late, but I really didn't want to wake up my dad and give him an explanation as to why I was out.

Once I reach my bedroom door, I open the door and carefully tiptoe my way inside then shut the door behind me, feeling all the weight lift off of my shoulders as I kick off my shoes.

I made it.

"I don't want to offend you," I jump at the voice, seeing Phoebe sat up from her bed with a book in her hand and an amused expression. "but you're sort of bad at sneaking in the house."

I slip off my jacket, wincing at the sharp pain in my shoulder but play it off by rolling my eyes. "I don't remember asking for an opinion." I turn on the light and walk to my closet to change into my comfortable clothes.

I hear her book close. "Hey, what happened to your shoulder?"

My eyes widen and I turn to my shoulder, seeing that the bite mark from Sean was still there. Luckily it was still bleeding which didn't give a clear view I had been bitten. "None of your business," I mutter and reach for one of my old shirts, tearing the fabric so I could wrap it around to stop it from bleeding.

"It looks pretty bad." I hear her move her blankets off and her footsteps come close. "I can help clean the spots you can't reach. I fell off my roller-skates a good amount of times where I had to clean up my injuries by myself."

"I'm fine." I remark which causes her to sigh.

"I promise it'll be quick. We're sisters, remember?" She gestured to me. "We're supposed to help each other out."

"Half-sister." I corrected and continued to change into my pajamas. "And I don't need your help."

"Look, I know what Dad did wasn't okay, but don't take it out on me. That's between you and him." She pointed to me and the door before pointing at herself to continue. "I'm a part of your family too, whether you like it or not. I never asked to move here."

I huffed and turned to face her. "And I never asked for a roommate so I guess we're both shit out of luck. Just stay on your side of the room, all right? Sharing and being in a room with you is exhausting enough."

She nods slowly and walks back over to her bed. "Okay."

I look back to the mirror and furrowed my eyebrows as I stared at the wrap around my shoulder.

Why wasn't I healing fast enough?

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A/N:

Damn Olivia is a bitch to Phoebe💀

Sooo I finally finished writing the chapters and all I have to do is add in the gifs for the chapters so the updates are still gonna be slow 🙂

But on the other hand,,,,,i created the cover for the next book heheh

Can't give it away buuuut I'm feeling generous so I'll give you a sneak peek. ((by the way, I had to cover the title bc I didn't want y'all to find out yet lmao))

Kinda obvious who's in which spot LMAO

I hope you have/had an amazing day sooo bye!

~Cimbello