Eleanor is so freaking beautiful I can't.

{Ps. this book was first wriiten back in 2016 so ya'll chill with all the Eleanor comments.}

"Are you sure?" Scott said hearing the unpleasant news.

The Alpha, the beta with curly blonde hair and the bitten beta, were all out in the woods figuring out how to find the unleashed savage werewolves. After the previous scene that happened at the bank vault, they wanted a way to restrain the two without them killing anyone.

But that didn't mean things couldn't get any worse for them, they got a call from the spastic boy saying that the Strawberry blonde had found a murdered person at the Beacon Hills' public pool, seated on the life guard's chair, showing that the killer had no mercy.

"Yep. Throat ripped out, blood everywhere. It's like the frickin' shining over here. Two little twin girls come out of the woods, start asking me to play with them forever and ever, I'm not gonna be surprised." Stiles spoke back from the phone.

"Can you get a little closer to make sure it was them?" The tanned boy asked.

Stiles shook his head even though his werewolf best friend couldn't see him,"Make sure it was them? Scott, who else is going around ripping throats out?"

"Please just do it." Scott inhaled.

The human got closer to the body doing what his friend told him to do, he then noticed a ring on the poor boy's finger that was written purity on it.

"This doesn't make any sense. The public pool is all the way on the other side of the woods. We haven't tracked them anywhere near there." The Alpha said not totally believing what Scott told them.

"Derek, they killed someone." The boy with a shaggy hair stated.

"how are they moving so fast?" He questioned still not convinced.

"Derek." Scott repeated.

"But they can't be that fast on foot." He said proving out his point.

He looked at the frustrated Alpha, "They killed someone. Some totally innocent kid is dead... And it's our fault."

Derek sighed and looked down. "It's my fault." He said guilty.

"We need help." The bitten beta proclaimed.

"We have Isaac now." The alpha said mentioning his last beta while the blonde boy raised his head high looking proud of himself.

Scott only looked at both of them with a blunt face, "i meant real help." The two of them snapped their heads towards the tanned boy and Isaac was looking at him with an offended expression. "They're too fast for us, for all of us. They're too strong, too rabid." Scott continued still looking at them.

"We'll catch them." Derek said with a determined tone.

"What happens if we do? We just gonna hold them down until the sun comes up?" Isaac raised his eyebrows.

"Maybe it would be easier just to kill them." The Alpha suggested but he was upset deep inside.

The boy with a crooked jaw shook his head, "Killing them isn't the right thing to do."

"What if it's the only thing to do? If we can't even catch them, what else do we do?" The last beta in the pack frowned.

"Find someone who knows what they're doing." Scott stated.

"Who?" Derek asked.

The werewolf smirked looking at both of them, "someone who knows how to hunt werewolves."

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After Stiles dropped Lydia to her house, he got a call from his best friend's mom saying to come to the hospital, he came through the entrance and Saw Melissa standing reading some papers on a counter, he approached her as she noticed him, "hey." She greeted and then she quickly grabbed his arm and dragged him to where she wanted them to go.

"Hey." Stiles greeted back as he lets her guide the way.

"Over here. And if you tell anyone that I showed you this, I swear to God, I will kill you painfully and slowly." She threatened slightly.

"Why do you want to show me a body I've already seen?" He questioned while they were walking.

"Because you haven't seen everything."

"See this around his neck? That's a ligature mark. That means that he was strangled with something, like cord, rope..." Mamma McCall showed her Son's best friend the marks that was on the dead body.

He held his eyebrows down looking confused, "ah, okay, wait a second. What kind of werewolf strangles someone? You know, that's not very werewolf-y."

She nods her head in agreement, "My thoughts exactly. And then there's this." She said showing the other marks.

"God, man, what is that? Is that brain matter? Yeah, it's brain matter, of course." The human said disgusted with the view in front of him.

"See the indentation? He was hit in the back of the head, hard enough to kill him. In fact, any one of those things could have killed him. I mean, someone seriously wanted this poor kid dead." She frowned looking at the boy the was standing beside her.

"All right, so then this couldn't have been Boyd or Cora, you know? They wouldn't have done all that. So maybe this is just one murder. I mean, maybe it's just a random coincidence." He stated.

She shakes her head, "I don't think it was just one.'

"How come?" He asked.

She pointed her head towards something and Stiles looked to see another dead body that was covered by a white sheet, "Because that girl over there, she's got the exact same injuries."

Crystal was never found of hospitals, she hated how they looked, she hated their usual smell that says death, she technically hated everything about it in general. The time when she does something stupid at her house or anywhere that will make her injured, she starts to curse herself because she knows she have to go to the hospital.

She lived in a nice and small apartment that was just enough for two or three people, it's all homey and cozy. she still has her old house that she lived with her family though, but she couldn't handle to live there because all of the good memories she spent with her family made her want to cry.

As she was sitting on a chair waiting for the nurse to call her again so she could take the results and go back to her lovely home, she saw the boy with moles that she could recognize everywhere coming out from a room looking exhausted and frustrated.

"Stiles?" She called out.

He turned his head towards the soft voice and saw the girl that made his heart beat very fast. "Crystal?"

"Stiles, what are you doing here?" The brunette stood up from her chair.

"I should ask you the same thing." He smirked.

she rolled her eyes at him, "I fell when i was going up the stairs in my apartment building and sprained my wrist, and i had to go to the hospital. so here i am."

His happy expression fell down into a concerned one and gently took her wrist afraid that he was going to hurt her. "Are you, are you okay? Are you badly hurt? Do you feel dizzy? Do you need water? Oh my god don't die on me, we need a doctor!" He rambled out and tried to call someone.

"Stiles, Stiles! Calm down! I'm fine. It's just a simple sprain that will heal eventually." She exclaimed.

"That's always what they say but they keep getting hurt anyways." He mumbled to himself.

"Stiles, seriously I'm okay. You're acting like my mom!" She said ignoring what he said.

"Are you sure you're okay? I can always get you someone to help y--"

"I'm positive, anyway, you didn't answer my question. Why are you here?"she asked.

"Oh, umm. I'm just talking to my friend's mom because she needed something to give to my friend, she works as a nurse here." He scratched the back of his head.

"You mean Scott's?' She said raising her eyebrows.

"Um, yeah. How did you know?" He questioned.

"When The doctor was checking my wrist she was my nurse, she told me that she was Scott's mom and asked if i was friends or did know him, she's very nice and friendly." The artist smiled.

He smiled back, " yeah she is, so I hadn't seen you since coach's class."

"Oh yeah, the one where you dropped a condom, nice Stilinski." She chuckled remembering that day.

"Don't remind me." He sighs.

"Like how the hell did you not notice you grabbed a condom instead of a quarter? You could tell a difference between them! That's metal and that's a package, i guess you were way too excited you totally forgot you had it in your pocket." She giggles and crinkled her nose.

The spastic boy rolled his eyes but still had a goofy smile on his face. " haha, very funny. That was pretty one of my most embarrassing moments."

"Oh i bet, if i was in your situation i would probably die." She shakes her head.

"Okay, okay. I get it, I'm an idiot."  He stated.

"Glad you know yourself Stilinski." She smirked looking at him.

Melissa suddenly appeared with a paper in her hand standing between the two, "oh hey, Crystal right? Here's your results, you could just sign it and you're ready to go! Oh and i see you already met Stiles."

"Thank you so much, and yeah I actually already know him around from school." she politely smiles.

"That's great! I'm glad that you know both of my sons." Scott's mom winked at her as she handed her the paper and a pen.

She signed on the paper and gave it back, "thank you so much Mrs. McCall." She thanked.

"Oh you could just call me Melissa sweetie." She smiled.

The beautiful brunette nodded and looked at the awkward boy that was standing silently. "So, I'll see you at school Stilinski." She said grinning at him.

"Oh yeah definitely." He smiled at the beauty in front of him.

He watched as she walked towards the exit, holding her bag while she got out her key cars. He realized that he needed to get to know the brunette more, because he wanted to know the reason why she made his heart pound like drums, perhaps she's worth more than he thought.

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Vussup my duncakes!

So here's an update that I promised you guys i will post, it took me so long bc I'm lazy ass shit today and kept taking breaks between writing.

It's currently 4 am, i know pretty late, like i said i was too lazy and stubborn to continue writing this chapter.

And let me just say, OMG 10K+ READS AND 1k+ VOTES??!! THIS IS BEYOND CRAZY!!

Thank you guys so much, I really don't deserve this, like your love and support is too much for me bc i'll never repay you for the grateful things you've done to me.

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Now pardon me while i go sleep till 2017.

Ly,

M.xx