Ares's Pov

I made my way onto the field and onto the bleachers and sat down. I looked around the field and saw that Stiles and Scott still weren't here.

That means they're still getting ready.

I'd go but I've already sat down and once I'm sitting, I'm too lazy to get back up.

So, I decided to just wait.

All of a sudden my phone rang and I took it out, smiling when I saw that it was Em calling me.

I accepted the call and put the phone to my ear.

"Hey, Em. What's up?" I asked.

"Well, I've got a break right now and I figured I'd call you. Is everything alright?" Emerson asked.

"Yeah, everything's fine. I'm just waiting for Stiles and Scott on the field" I told her.

"Oh, that's something I also wanted to tell you. I'm taking the night off from both my jobs to see the game on Saturday" Emerson explained.

"Really? That's awesome" I grinned.

"I know, I'm glad my bosses from both my jobs gave me the night off" Emerson chuckled.

"Well, I'll be sure to tell Scott. He's gonna be happy. Stiles too" I nodded.

"You do that. And, I hate to cut this short but I gotta go. I was literally only given a five minute break" Emerson told me.

"That's fine. I understand. Be safe and don't overwork yourself too much" I told her.

"Will do. Later, buddy" Emerson said.

"Later" I chuckled.

I hung up and looked up, just in time to see Stiles and Scott walking out and onto the field.

I smiled and waved at my boyfriend. He waved back at me, sending me a wink in the process.

Practice started once coach blew the whistle. I was watching everything intently, grinning mainly at Scott since my best friend is doing really well and focusing on the game.

My eyes widened and my jaw dropped when Scott ran towards Jackson, the said boy had lifted him up and practically threw him to the ground.

I winced at the impact Scott made and Stiles did too, at least from what I could see.

Scott glared up at Jackson while the said boy simply smirked at him and made a remark before turning around and walking away.

"Asshole" I muttered.

I watched as Scott made his way back to the line to try again, but something was wrong.

His eyes looked different...like a goldish color and I swear I saw some anger in his eyes.

I watched as he ran at Jackson and my eyes widened when he threw Jackson to the ground. 

My eyes widened more and I gasped when I saw Jackson clutching onto his shoulder in pain, he was groaning in pain too.

"What the hell?" I muttered under my breath.

Coach and the other players surrounded Jackson while Stiles ran to Scott, who was kneeling on the ground in pain, and held onto his shoulders.

I watched as my boyfriend pulled our best friend up from the ground and dragged him out of the field.

I jumped from the bleachers and ran after them, however, I stopped in my tracks at a familiar figure standing far away from the field.

Is that...Derek...?

I blinked a few times and when I looked over at where he was, he was gone.

"Was I imagining that...?" I muttered under my breath, clearly confused.

I shook my head and quickly ran after the boys, no doubt to the locker room.

It took me a while but I finally made it to the locker room where Stiles had taken Scott.

However, as soon as I stepped foot into the locker room, Scott's head shot up and my eyes widened at the sight.

His eyes were gold and...fangs were shown rather than regular teeth.

"Get away from me!" Scott screamed in my boyfriends face.

Holy shit...

Stiles's eyes widened in disbelief and he threw himself on the ground, quickly crawling away as Scott began chasing after him.

I tried reaching my boyfriend but I stopped in my tracks when I saw Scott jumping on top of the lockers.

"Scott, stop!" I yelled.

I yelped in surprise when Stiles grabbed my arm and dragged me with him to the exit.

Scott jumped down from the lockers and growled, literally growled, at us as he showed off his fangs.

Stiles quickly pushed me behind him and grabbed onto the fire extinguisher. He sprayed some into Scott's direction and we watched as Scott faltered his attack.

Stiles continued the action until we both hid behind a wall from the outside. My boyfriend stopped and clutched the extinguisher close to his chest.

"Stiles? Ares?" we heard Scott call out to us.

Except this time it was in his normal voice, and he didn't sound mad and he wasn't yelling.

Stiles threw the extinguisher to the ground and we reluctantly walked back inside the locker room.

I sighed in relief when I saw that Scott had calmed down. His eyes were back to normal and his fangs were gone.

"What happened?" Scott asked, confused.

I huffed and scooted closer to Stiles's side, wrapping my arm around his waist.

"You tried to kill my boyfriend, that's what happened" I told him.

Scott's eyes widened while Stiles sighed and gently rubbed the side of my hip, trying to get me to calm down.

He knows that if he were in any danger, if someone were to hurt him, there would be hell to pay.

"It's like I told you before. It's the anger. It's your pulse rising. It's a trigger" Stiles told him.

"But that's lacrosse. It's a pretty violent game, if you hadn't noticed" Scott scoffed slightly.

"Well, it's gonna be a lot more violent if you end up killing someone on the field" I sternly said.

Stiles frowned at that and nodded his head in agreement.

"You can't play Saturday. You're gonna have to get out of the game" Stiles added.

"I'm first line" Scott told us, frowning as he did so. 

"Not anymore" Stiles softly said, shaking his head at him.

At Home

After what happened in the locker room I invited Stiles over at my place and he easily agreed.

We both worked on homework together and because of our amazing teamwork, we got everything done easily.

And, with so much free time, we decided to make the most of it.

And by that, I mean a simple kiss turned into a makeout session.

But, it's not like either of us are complaining.

I smiled as Stiles repositioned us so that I was lying on my back while he was slightly on top of me.

We were kissing while holding onto each other, not wanting to let go.

My arms wrapped themselves around my boyfriends back and I rubbed it up and down, enjoying the sounds I got from him.

We pulled away from the kiss when we needed air.

We were panting slightly and softly and our lips were a tad bit swollen.

Stiles chuckled and leaned down, his forehead touching mine as I chuckled myself.

"You're beautiful" Stiles whispered, smiling.

"You tell me that all the time" I smiled.

"I know" he smirked while winking at me.

I playfully rolled my eyes before bringing him back into another kiss, enjoying the hum I got from him.

He removed his lips from mine and started going down, his lips stop at my neck and he placed gentle kisses and gentle bites.

I moaned softly and held onto his back. Everytime he goes to my neck it sends shivers down my spine, pleasurable shivers.

Just because we haven't gone further in our intimacy doesn't mean we can't enjoy ourselves.

I gasped softly when his hand went up to my shirt, tugging it down so that my shoulder was bare for him to kiss and bite at it.

"Stiles" I moaned.

"Yes, my love?" he asked, removing his lips slightly away from my shoulder.

I opened my mouth to say something when we heard someone speak from my door.

"Wow, you lovebirds really love getting it on when I'm not home" the voice chuckled.

We both yelped and quickly separated from each other and sat up from the bed.

We were met with Em, who was leaning against the door with her arms crossed over her chest, smirking at us while wiggling her eyebrows.

"When did you get home?" I asked.

"A few minutes ago. I figured I'd come say hi, considering I saw Stiles's bag by the door, and I was met with this interesting sight" Emerson explained.

I blushed at that while Stiles chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Hey, Em" Stiles cleared his throat.

"Hey, Sti" Em giggled, nodding her head at him.

"Next time knock" I deadpanned.

"Oh, but little brother, where's the fun in that?" Em asked, pouting.

I glared at her and flipped her off, causing her to laugh as she returned the gesture.

Stiles glanced between us and let out a laugh of amusement as he shook his head, causing me to turn to him and smile.

The Next Day

I walked into school and began searching for a certain someone. And before you ask, it's not Stiles or Scott.

Trust me, I love my boyfriend and my best friend but there are times that I need space from them.

It's not that I don't like hanging out with them or anything like that.

But, I do interact with other people and have other friends and I want to make time for them too.

I don't want them to think I'm abandoning them.

Finally, I spotted him by his locker and smiled and quickly jogged over to him.

Once I was close I gently patted his shoulder, causing him to jump slightly as he turned around.

"Hey, Isaac" I smiled.

Isaac Lahey.

He's a nice but shy kid. We don't have alot of classes together, but one of the classes that we do have together is how we became friends.

Sure, he's shy and tends to keep to himself and isolates himself from everyone, but he's a really good kid.

I like hanging out with him and I'm happy to know he feels the same way.

"Oh, hey, Ares" Isaac smiled shyly at me.

"Hey, I just wanted to give you back your notebook. Thank you again for letting me copy your notes" I smiled.

He chuckled softly at that and took his notebook from my hands.

"It's no problem. You know that if you ever need help, with anything, I'm you guy" he told me.

"I'm glad to hear that" I chuckled softly at him.

My eyes wandered down to his arm and I tensed when I saw bruises, they looked fresh.

I didn't need to guess when I already knew who gave him those bruises.

Isaac's eyes wandered down to his arm, especially when he caught me staring at it, and his eyes widened in fear. He hastily covered his arm, but it was too late.

"Isaac..." I trailed off.

"Ares, please don't start" Isaac sighed.

"Isaac, why are you so afraid to tell the police about what's happening at home?" I softly asked.

Isaac has a really sad backstory and his home life is anything but great.

His mom died when he was really young and his older brother, Camden, was killed in combat while serving in the US military.

It's only him and his dad. And, no doubt about it, his dad is an abusive bastard.

When Isaac and I became friends I saw marks on his neck, almost like someone choked him, and confronted him about it. 

He cried and told me everything and I held him and comforted him to the best of my ability.

I offered to take him to Mr. Stilinski so we could file a report and have his dad in jail, but he refused. He told me that his father might be an asshole but he's still his father. And if his dad were to go to jail he would end up in the foster system and he didn't want that.

Isaac begged me not to say anything. And, as much as I hated it, I've kept his secret.

But, the abuse isn't going away and things don't seem to be getting any better.

He keeps showing up with bruises and marks and I'm scared that, someday, he won't even show up to school.

"You know why I can't" Isaac frowned.

He closed his locker and turned his body around, slowly leaning against his locker.

"I don't like seeing you in pain. Isaac, please, let me talk to the sheriff" I softly said.

"Ares, please don't. You promised you wouldn't say anything and you meant it" he told me.

I bit my lip and shook my head at him.

Isaac chuckled softly and gently patted my arm.

"Come on, there's no need to worry. I can handle it. I mean, it's something I've been handling for years now" Isaac smiled faintly.

He pressed his lips together tightly, looking down at his feet.

My eyes softened and my heart clenched when I saw him trying to hold back his tears.

"Oh, Isaac" I cooed softly.

I gently pulled him into a hug. He hugged me back instantly and buried his head into my shoulder.

We remained hugging for a few minutes before we pulled away.

I smiled softly at him and cupped his face with my hands. I gently wiped his tears away, watching as he smiled at me and chuckled when his cheeks turned red. 

"Ares, my love!" I heard Stiles yell out to me.

I, and Isaac, turned around and smiled when I saw Stiles standing by the stairs.

He returned the smile, but when he locked eyes with Isaac his smile faded and he began glaring at him.

I rolled my eyes at that while Isaac simply turned away from him.

He cleared his throat and took a step back, the redness from his cheeks never left.

"Well, you should get going. You don't want to keep your boyfriend waiting" Isaac said.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks again for letting me copy your notes" I smiled.

"Anytime. See you later" he smiled while nodding at me.

I sent him one last smile before turning around and walking over to my boyfriend.

When I was close I cupped the sides of his face and kissed him. Stiles smiled and kissed me back, wrapping an arm around my waist.

We pulled away from the kiss and stood side by side. I wrapped my arm around his waist while he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

"What were you and Lahey talking about?" was what he asked.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at him and offered him a tiny smile.

"I just returned his notebook. He let me borrow it so I could copy down his notes" I told him.

Stiles hummed and turned his head around, causing me to do the same.

I saw him staring at Isaac with an emotionless expression on his face. Isaac blushed in embarrassment and walked away.

"I don't like him" my boyfriend huffed, turning his head around.

I huffed myself and turned my head around.

I started walking, dragging him with me, as I used my other hand to smack him upside the head. Stiles winced and halfheartedly glared at me while raising an eyebrow.

"Isaac is a nice guy. I don't understand why you don't like him" I said.

"Because I see the way he looks at you and it irritates me" Stiles told me.

When I realized what he's talking about I let out a sigh and shook my head.

It's no secret that Isaac has a crush on me. Everyone knows that, including Scott, Stiles and myself.

I find it cute and amusing.

Stiles, however, finds it irritating and annoying.

Everyone in this entire school knows about Stiles and I being a couple. We're known to be the 'power couple' of Beacon Hills Highschool for a reason.

Isaac knows that too. I know he does. But, that doesn't stop him from blushing whenever I'm near him or anything else. Like hugging or whatnot.

I don't mind because it's just a crush and he'll get over it soon.

I'm sure there's bound to be a girl or boy, given he's bisexual, that'll like him the way he likes me.

Stiles, however, has trouble letting it go because he's worried that Isaac's crush will turn into something else and the last thing he wants is competition.

Like he has to worry about that.

He's it for me the same way I am for him.

I opened my mouth to say something but the bell rang, signalling that it was time for class.

"We can talk about this later. Come on, we don't wanna be late" I sighed.

Stiles rolled his eyes but allowed himself to be dragged away. After all, neither of us wanted to be late.

At The Hospital

When school was over I was going to go to Emerson's job and talk to her about something when Stiles called me and told me to meet him and Scott at the hospital.

I was confused but then I had a feeling it's got something to do with the body.

I met them outside of the hospital and together we walked inside.

We looked around, trying to find the room we were looking for, when Stiles patted my shoulder.

I turned around, just in time to see him patting Scott's shoulder, and saw him pointing at a door nearby.

Scott's eyes widened slightly before he nodded at Stiles.

"Alright. Good luck, I guess" Stiles told him.

"Thanks" Scott nodded.

I nodded at him and he returned the gesture before he left.

I sighed as Stiles and I walked further into the hospital. We walked into the waiting area and saw a few people either sitting or walking around.

I turned around and furrowed my eyebrows together when I saw Lydia sitting on a chair, twirling her hair.

Just as I was about to walk over to her, to say hi and make conversation, Stiles grabbed my arm and pulled me over to the other side of the waiting area.

"Babe, what the hell?" I asked.

"We're here to wait for Scott, not for you to say hi to your redhead friend" Stiles sternly said.

I glared at him and smacked his shoulder.

"First of all, her name is Lydia. Second of all, there's no harm in saying hi. Third of all, what's your problem with her?" I asked.

Something that has me a little upset is the fact that Stiles seems to hate Lydia.

When we first started highschool and he glanced at her on time, one glance is all it took for him to hate her and just ignore her.

"You know I'm not fond of her. I don't like her attitude towards others. And, I might not like her jackass boyfriend, but I don't like how she treats him" Stiles explained.

"Come on, babe. You don't know her like I do. Sure, she has an attitude but when you get to know her she's a nice person" I told him.

"Yeah, sure" he rolled his eyes.

I sighed at that and shook my head.

I stepped closer to him and grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him closer to me.

"How about we forget about everything else and focus on each other?" I suggested.

Stiles sighed and allowed a small smile to appear on his face as he nodded his head.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and I moved my arms in order to wrap them around his neck.

"Let's start with this..." he trailed off.

I chuckled when he pressed his lips onto mine and I slowly started kissing him back.

We found ourselves moving so that we were a little hidden, not wanting anyone to see us making out.

I gasped slightly when my back hit the wall. Stiles chuckled before grabbing my hand and pinning it at my side.

I moaned into the kiss as we interlocked our hands together, not wanting to let each other go in any type of way.

"You're great at this, you know" I whispered against his lips.

"I know. It's a talent of mine" he whispered back, smirking.

I winked at him and moaned quietly when he licked my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I easily granted him access and he deepened the kiss.

Just as he was about to move down to my neck, we heard a throat being cleared.

We separated and turned around, only to see Scott standing there with his arms crossed over his chest as he stared at us with a 'are you serious?' expression.

"You lovebirds realize that this is a hospital, not a makeout park" Scott deadpanned.

Stiles glared at him while I gently pushed my boyfriend aside in order to glare at our best friend.

"We're aware, Scotty" I rolled my eyes.

He returned the gesture while Stiles gestured for him to say what he was going to say.

"Oh, right. So, the scent was the same" he told us.

Mine and Stiles's eyes widened as we stood next to each other as we looked at him in shock.

"You sure?" I asked.

"Yes" Scott nodded.

"So he did bury the other half of the body on his property?" Stiles asked, looking surprised and angry. 

"Which means we have proof he killed the girl" Scott nodded.

I opened my mouth to say something when Stiles grabbed onto my hand, causing me to furrow my eyebrows at him.

"I say we use it" my boyfriend told us.

He started walking towards the exit, dragging me with him, as Scott frowned slightly and walked over to us. 

"How?" Scott asked.

My boyfriend sighed as he turned around and threw his arms up slightly.

"Tell me something first. Are you doing this because you want to stop Derek?" Stiles asked.

"Or because you want to play in the game, and he said you couldn't?" I asked.

"There are bite marks on the legs, Ares. Bite marks" Scott sternly said.

I frowned at that while Stiles sighed and nodded.

"Ok. Then we're gonna need a shovel" Stiles told us.

I let out a small groan at that and allowed him to drag me away while Scott followed behind us.

Something tells me I'm not going to like what we're about to do.

At The Woods

I held Stiles hand the entire time as he drove the jeep into the woods and to Derek's burnt home.

We finally pulled up to the house as Stiles parked his jeep a few feet away from the house.

I let out a shaky breath and got out of the car with the boys following me. The three of us took out the shovels we brought with us and slowly walked towards the house.

Stiles stayed by my side the entire time, making sure nothing or nobody were to appear out of nowhere and harm me.

"Stay close" he whispered in my ear.

I shivered at that but nodded my head.

Scott and Stiles took out their flashlights since we were going to need them for this mission we're on.

"Wait, something's different" Scott told us.

"Different how?" I asked, frowning.

"I don't know. Let's just get this over with" Scott sighed.

I nodded as the three of us walked further to the house before stopping when Scott stopped. 

You know, cause he's the werewolf and can smell things that we can't.

We set our things down and began digging with the shovels we brought with us. I don't know how long we were digging but it felt like hours.

We kept on digging and digging but we still haven't found anything. I was honestly getting tired and annoyed.

"This is taking way too long" I groaned.

"Just keep digging, my love" Stiles told me.

"What if he comes back?" Scott asked, clearly worried.

"Then we get the hell out of here" Stiles responded.

"What if he catches us?" I asked.

"Don't worry, my love. I've got a plan for that" he told me.

"Which is?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Scott runs one way. You and I run the other. Whoever he catches first, too bad" Stiles told us while shrugging his shoulders.

My eyes widened as Scott and I shared a glance before turning back to Stiles.

"We hate that plan" Scott and I spoke in unison.

Stiles glared at us and rolled his eyes and continued digging.

I rolled my eyes while Scott scoffed but we kept on digging. We had to find something before Derek came back.

The last thing I need is for him to call the cops on our asses. I don't want to cause any trouble for Emerson.

I gasped when I felt my shovel hit something. Stiles and Scott turned towards me with concern in their eyes.

"I've got something, boys" I told them.

We tossed our shovels aside and crouched down and began moving the dirt away from the object.

The object was covered with a blanket and was tied up. The three of us sighed before we started untying the knots, wanting to see what was inside.

"Hurry" Scott urged us.

"We're trying" I glared at him, rolling my eyes. 

"Yeah. Did he have to tie the thing in, like, 900 knots?" Stiles sarcastically asked.

"I'll do it" Scott sighed as he began untying the last of the knots.

When the knots were untied we opened up the blanket in order to see what was wrapped inside. We weren't prepared for what we saw next.

The three of us screamed in fright and jumped back.

I collided into Stiles's side and he immediately wrapped his arm around my waist, holding me close as we stared down at the thing that had been buried.

"What the hell is that?!" Stiles yelled.

"It's a wolf" Scott breathed out.

That's right.

It was a wolf. A wolf's head was inside the hole we dug up.

"Yeah, we can see that. Thanks for pointing out the obvious" I sarcastically said, rolling my eyes. 

"I thought you said you smelled blood, as in human blood" Stiles looked at Scott with furrowed eyebrows.

"I told you guys something was different" Scott sighed, shrugging his shoulders.

"This doesn't make sense" Stiles frowned.

"Look, we can discuss all of this later. Right now, we gotta get out of here" I told them.

"Agreed" Scott nodded.

"Yeah. Ok, help me cover this up" Stiles sighed.

Scott and I nodded and started grabbing a handful of dirt in order to cover up what we just discovered.

The last thing we want is for Derek to come after us because we went through his property.

However, I stopped when I saw Stiles staring at something with narrowed eyes.

"Stiles, babe, what's wrong?" I asked in concern.

Scott stopped too and looked up, his lips forming into a frown as he furrowed his eyebrows at Stiles.

"Do you guys see that flower?" Stiles asked, extending his arm out.

We turned around and saw a flower a few feet away from us.

That's weird...I didn't see that there before...

Although, I'm not gonna lie, it's a pretty nice flower...

"What about it?" Scott asked, confused.

"I think it's wolfsbane" Stiles told us.

My eyes widened at that as realization coursed through my eyes.

Stiles told me everything he learned about werewolves and that means he told me about wolfsbane.

Scott, however, remained oblivious and confused.

"What's that?" he asked in confusion.

"Haven't you ever heard of the wolf man?" Stiles asked.

"No" Scott replied.

"Lon Chaney Jr.? Claude Rains? The original, classic werewolf movie?" Stiles asked, staring at him in disbelief.

"No! What?" Scott yelled in frustration.

"God, Scotty. You're so unprepared for this" I sighed while shaking my head in disappointment.

"What he said" Stiles nodded, gesturing towards me.

I watched as Stiles stood up and walked over to the flower. He pulled it out of the ground and my eyes widened when I saw that the bottom of the flower was attached to some sort of string.

Stiles kept on pulling at it and Scott and I watched as he circled around us.

Finally, Stiles stopped pulling since there was no more rope to pull at.

"Stiles. Ares..." Scott trailed off, his voice sounded a bit off.

We turned to him with raised eyebrows but we only saw him staring down at the hole we dug up.

We walked closer and looked down at the hole, only to jump back in fright while gasping out "oh!" as Stiles placed a hand on my waist.

The wolf's head had somehow changed into the upperhalf of the body. The dead girls upperhalf.

My face turned green and I turned around and buried my head into Stiles's shoulder. He didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around me tightly and protectively.

How the hell did a wolf's head change into the upperhalf of the body?

More importantly, does this prove that Derek killed the girl?

Or, I don't know why I'm even thinking this, did someone else kill her and place her body here?