Kelsey's POV

"Here's where we found the den. It's right in the middle of the hiking trails." Stiles told Allison as he pointed to area in the woods where we found the coyote den.

Scott had filled Allison in about what happened last night, and since her family is known for hunting things and having quite a bit of knowledge about those things, that's why she's here, to help us.

Dad gave Scott and I a lift home last night after he gave us a lecture about how we shouldn't be out in the woods during the night. I didn't say anything to him, I didn't want to, though even if I did, I wouldn't be able to get a word in since he never shut his bloody mouth.

Isaac was asleep in his room when we got back, so I guess that preserved me from spilling my thoughts and feelings for awhile. But, as soon as this day comes to an end, hopefully I'll have a little more courage to tell him everything.

"Well, that could narrow it down. Coyotes travel in fixed trails. But I think you're right about her not going back to the den. Coyotes don't like wolves. And they're really smart. If they don't want to be heard, they actually walk on their toes." Allison announced.

"Coyotes tip-toe?" Stiles questioned.

"They tip-toe." She repeated before the bell rang, signalizing class is about to start. "I got to go, but send me the pinned location." Allison continued as she walked out the room to her class. Stiles responded with "okay" before we both sat down at our seats.

"Hey. I'm Kira. You knew that. I knew you knew that. I don't know why I just told you that again. Anyway, I have something for you." The new girl, Kira introduced, even though he already knows who she is. Scott smiled at her rambling. "For me?" He asked.

"Yeah. About the bardo. My explanation was sort of all over the place, so I did some research and I printed it out for you." Aww, that was awfully kind of her, though she didn't have to go through all that effort.

"Ah, you didn't have to do that." Scott chuckled. "It only took a couple of hours." She responded, searching in her bag for the research. Jesus Christ, a couple of hours? She must really like Scott to do all that. "Wow. Then you really didn't have to do that." He informed her as she continued to rummaged through her bag.

"I swear I printed it out."

"Kira. You forgot all the research you did for that boy you like." Kira's dad, Mr Yukimura mentioned from behind, holding a stack of papers in his grip to give to his daughter. Kira turned round to face her father, taking the research from his hands, while staring at him, mortified. Oh my god, she actually does like Scott.

This is good, it means Scott can both move on and be happy. He will no longer be pining for Allison. I just wish Allison would do the same, only not with Isaac, the maybe she and I just might get along. Or at least we could be civil with each other.

I did like Allison once, back when we were best friends. Sometimes I wish everything could go back to the way things were between us, hanging out together and having sleepovers, the good old days, when we were getting along perfectly fine and there was no drama. But it can't happen, not now, it's too late to turn back time with everything that's happened.

First Allison was manipulated by her evil aunt; Kate, who wanted to kill Scott and possibly Derek. Then again when she was manipulated by yet another member of her family, the murderous grandfather; Gerard, who was controlling Jackson back when he was the Kanima. She was fighting against her own friends, and not to mention she threw a load knives or whatever at Isaac for no reason.

Oh, and let's not forget her creepy mom who almost killed Scotty! I don't know why she did it, but I'm assuming it was probably to do with Scott dating Allison, which is just a pathetic excuse to kill someone.

Yes, Scott is a werewolf, and Allison just so happened to be raised by a family of werewolf hunters. It's literally a Romeo and Juliet love story, werewolf edition, but no one dies. Anyway, Scott hadn't done any evil to deserve being almost killed, he didn't go round mauling people, he was just his normal dorky self.

So, from the few members of Allison's family I have met, they haven't exactly been the nicest bunch of people. I'm pretty sure Chris Argent is the only sane one of the lot, and he's not that bad of a guy from what I've seen. Though he was a little over protective when Allison and Scott were dating, but I guess that's what fathers do, right? Well, not that I would know, my father wasn't around.

At least Sheriff Stilinski's around, he's been more a father figure to Scott and I more than Rafael has. "Alright, everyone. Let's get started. We were just talking about internment camps and prisoners of war. There's a passage in our reading that I'd like to go over in more detail. Who would like to come up and read aloud for us?" Mr Yukimura queried the class, while looking for a victim to come to the front of the class and read.

Oh god, don't pick me.

Please don't pick me.

I don't want to read to the class. "Mr Stilinski, how about you?" Oh thank god for that, I hate reading out loud to the class. "Oh umm, maybe someone else could." Stiles spoke. I would hate to be in Stiles' position right now.

"Everyone participates in my class, Mr Stilinski." Well, looks like there's no getting out of that one. I hate it when teachers corner you or don't give you a choice in a matter. "Okay." Stiles exhaled, reluctantly standing up from his desk to move at the front of the class behind the podium.

I watched as Stiles stared at the book strangely. No words were emerging from his mouth, and it doesn't seem like he knows what part of the books he's reading. Then, he looked up, staring at everyone, which is when I noticed he seemed to be dizzy. "Stiles? You okay?" I asked my best friend with worry, he didn't answer.

Instantly, I got up and rushed to his side. "I should take him to the nurse's office." I said to Mr Yukimura. Holding onto Stiles as we left the room, Scott following behind. I could still hear Stiles' heart pounding so fast inside his chest, there's no way he's okay.

"Stiles, look at us. Is this a panic attack?" I asked as soon as we reached the boys locker rooms. Stiles leaped towards the sinks, grabbing onto one as he looked into the mirror. "It's a dream, it's a dream." Stiles said, more to himself. "This is just a dream." He repeated.

"No, it's not. This is real. You're here. You're here with us." I told Stiles as he continued to breathe heavily. "Okay umm, what do you do?" Scott asked Stiles. "I mean, like, how do you tell if you're awake or dreaming?" He added. It pains me to see Stiles like this, he's hurting, and probably convinced he's constantly dreaming.

It must be terrifying not knowing what's real and what's not. "Your fingers, you count your fingers. You have extra fingers in dreams." Scott glanced at his hands, holding one of them up for Stiles to count one by one. "How many do I have? Hey! Look at me. Come on, Stiles. Look at my hands and count with me." Scott spoke in a calming voice. Stiles turned to look at Scott. "One. Two." He began to count.

"Keep going." I told Stiles.

"Three. Four."

"Five." Scott said before holding up another finger on his other hand. He's almost there. "Six. Seven." He can do it, I know he can.

"Eight."

"Nine. Ten."

"Ten." Scott repeated. Stiles' breathing finally slowed down once he realized he wasn't dreaming and everything is real. There was a look of confusion washed over his face as he collapsed down by the sink, panting.

"What the hell is happening to me?"

"We'll figure it out. You're going to be okay." I told him as Scott and I bend down to his height. Stiles looked at, then Scott. "Am I? Are you? Scott, you can't transform. Allison's being haunted by her dead aunt. And I'm straight up losing my mind. We can't do this. We can't we can't help Malia. We can't help anyone."

"We can try. We can always try."

***

Stiles and I were on our way to lunch when Scott came and told us about Malia coming into the school and almost attacking Kira, which is when Stiles called his dad and told him what happened.

I have no idea why coyote Malia would come here, it just doesn't make any sense. And why would she go after Kira? "Scott. I think I know what she was looking for." Stiles said as he walked towards us, holding his backpack, before pulling out that soulless doll from the car wreck.

"You took the doll from the car?"

Oh my god, why would Stiles want to do that, the doll could know where he lives now. "Dude, that's creepy, I don't want that thing near me." I told Stiles as the dolls dead soulless eyes stared at me. Great, it's probably planning my death. Stiles rolled his eyes, I ignoring my comment. "I thought you guys could use it, you know, for like her scent."

Right, well Scott can sniff the creepy doll, I don't want anything to do with the creepy thing. "Where did you get that? Where did you find this?" Mr Tate asked sternly, snatching the doll from Stiles. Where the hell did he com from? "It belonged to my daughter."

"Mr. Tate, I don't know how you heard about this. If you got your own police scanner or what but you can't be here." Stiles' dad told Mr Tate while slowly backing him away from the scene. "I have a permit." Malia's dad said after Sheriff Stilinski felt a gun in his coat pocket.

"California schools are gun free zones, permit or no permit. You need to leave, Mr Tate. Now." This guy is literally everywhere. I wish we could just tell him that Malia's alive, but how in holy hell do we explain that she's stuck in the body of a coyote? That wouldn't go down well. "You find that animal. You find that thing."

***

After school finished, myself, Scott, Stiles and Isaac came to Deaton about our dilemma, in the hopes that he can help. And as always, he had an idea. "Xylazine. It's a tranquilizer for horses. For a werecoyote, expect it to work within seconds. I only have three. So whoever's shooting, needs to be a damn good shot." He explained as he walked back into the room, putting the bottles of tranquilizer in the table.

"Allison's a perfect shot." Scott spoke.

Yeah right. The last time she aimed for something, was Lydia's head, and she wasn't even in her right mind. "She used to be." I corrected, knowing full aware that Allison will only miss and probably end up shooting an arrow at someone else. She's dangerous with a crossbow in the hands, or anything sharp and pointy, especially now that she's losing her mind.

"She can do it." No, she'll miss.

"If we manage to find the thing." Isaac commented.

"Okay, what is the point of him?" Stiles pointed at Isaac.

"Seriously, I mean, what is his purpose?" Stiles abruptly asks. "Aside from the persistent negativity and the scarf? What's up with the scarf anyway? It's 65 degrees out." He continued, getting annoyed. "Look, maybe I'm asking a question no one here wants to ask. How do we turn a coyote back into a girl, when she hasn't been a girl for eight years?"

"I can do it." Scott says.

"You can?"

How is he he going to do that when he can't turn without knowing if he can turn back? What if something goes wrong? "You remember the night that Peter trapped us in the school? In the gym, he was able to make me turn using just his voice. Deucalion did the same thing in the distillery."

Huh, okay, but even that might still not work. Scott can't do that all on he's own, can he? Doesn't he need some sort of guidance from another Alpha or something? "This is a werecoyote, Scott. Who knows if it'll even work if you can find someone who can teach you." Deaton spoke.

"That's why you called Derek, first." Stiles brought up.

I guess Derek's not answering Scott either, which means there's something wrong. He wouldn't ignore both of us, at least not for long. There's no way of knowing for sure, but he's in trouble, I just have a feeling.

Scott sighed. "Yeah, I could try it on my own. But right now, I'm too scared to even change into just a werewolf." Well if Scott can't do it, we're gonna have to find someone else who can, possibly another Alpha werewolf, or an Alpha that can actually do alpha things without loosing control. "We need a real Alpha." I let out, instantly regretting saying that after seeing the hurt on Scotty's face.

I didn't mean it in a bad way or anything. I know Scott's an Alpha, a genuine and wise one at that, but he's still sort of new at this and has so much more to learn. "You know what I mean. Alpha who can do Alpha things. You know, an Alpha who can get it going. You know, get it-"

"Up?" Isaac offered.

"Great. I'm an Alpha with performance issues." Scott remarks. "Is there anyone else besides Derek who could help?" Deaton asks the four of us. I know someone who would help, well, maybe not help at his own accord, but with a little encouragement and a few hours of constant begging, maybe Peter? Though he still hasn't got back to me.

Which leaves me thinking that he's either in trouble along with Derek, or he's hiding out somewhere and just ignoring me. "You could try Peter, but he isn't answering his phone either." I recommended. Isaac looked at me for a second before turning to Scott and Stiles.

"I wouldn't trust Peter." Of course Isaac would say that, he hates Peter. It's not like Peter done anything to hurt him, aside from sticking his claws in the back of Isaac's neck, but that was to locate Erica and Boyd.

Peter's just been there, he doesn't even really do a lot apart from let out a comment or a opinion here and there. I get that he murdered people, but they were exactly innocent themselves, they helped Kate kill all of his family. All Derek's family.

The only innocent person Peter did kill, was Laura Hale, and that's not forgivable. But he has made some progress to be a better person, since he was a ranging lunatic before. "Maybe the twins?" Stiles suggested. "They're not Alphas anymore, after what Jennifer did, almost killing them? It broke that part of them." Deaton pointed out.

Well at least they won't be merging into one demonic-looking mutant wolf anymore, because that was just freaky. "Yeah, but what if they know how to do it?" They might do. I'm sure Deucalion taught them all kinds of things, like murdering people's friends and family for no reason, getting involved in people's business when they're not supposed to, being overly violent, or how to be arrogant assholes. Something along those lines.

"Nobody's seen them for weeks."

"Well actually, that's not totally true."

***

Apparently, according to Stiles, Lydia has still been seeing Aiden, which in my opinion is not a good idea, seeing as he helped murder my best friends and assaulted me. But, like I've said before, she's a big girl who can handle herself. I mean she was dating a homicidal lizard. "They said they'd meet us here." Lydia spoke as she walked further into Derek's loft, myself and Stiles not far behind.

It's been awhile since I've been here. I think it was when I came to say goodbye to Derek and Cora, it seems such a long time ago now. I wish Cora would've stayed longer, I wanted to get to know her a little more, she seemed like a lovely girl. Maybe she'll visit sometime. "Maybe they're too busy murdering someone." I spat before hearing grunts and groans from behind.

Aiden and Ethan threw punches at Scott before pushing him down the steps like a rag doll. Stiles moved Lydia and I out of the way as the twins jumped down towards Scotty. What the hell are they doing? How is beating my brother up going to teach him anything? Are they getting some kind of thrill out of this?

My god, they're going to kill him if they keep punching him so hard. And that would make yet another person they take from me. "I thought you guys were gonna teach me to roar." Scott says to the former alphas after they stopped kicking his ass.

"We are. You do it by giving in." Aiden told my brother as he laid on the floor in pain. "Giving in and letting go. That's how Deucalion taught us control." Ethan added.

"Hey, you know, that's funny. I've actually tried something like this one time using a heart monitor and lacrosse balls. But you're right, beating the living crap out of him is probably a lot better." Stiles pointed out. Oh great, so I'm going to be forced to watch these bag of dicks beat the shit out Scotty, while I can't do anything but let it happen.

"That's actually the plan? You kick my ass?" Scott asked incredulously as he managed to stand up. "You're afraid to turn." Aiden announced. So, what, they're making him become a monster? Isn't that the whole reason why Scott doesn't want to turn in the first place? "We're gonna make you. You turn. Then you kick our asses." I wish I could just step in and throw a few punches myself, the twins deserve it after everything they've done.

"And then you roar." Ethan said before roaring himself, walking behind Scott. "You don't think you can let go with us?" Aiden taunted as his brother pushed Scott into him. "You think you're going to hurt us?" Ethan heckled as he pushed Scott back like a he was nothing.

"Come on, McCall. Give it your all."

Scott went to punch the twins, but the twins reflexes were too fast. They're making a fool out of him. He can do this, I know he can, I've heard him roar before and it was awesome, literally breathtaking. He's just scared that he'll become a monster if he turns. He just needs a little more time.

"We can always heal." Yeah right, not if I have anything to do with it, if I had my own way, they'd be dead by now. I would've kill them right after what they did to Boyd, forcing Derek to kill him. After what they did to Erica. I would make them pay for what they did. Why should they be the ones to live after everything they've done, everything we've been through.

We lost our friends, our family, and they don't care. "You're an Alpha. You want to roar like one, you've got to give in full throttle. You've got to be the monster. Become the beast." Aiden instructed. This is stupid, I can't stand here and just watch them beat up my brother.

Getting out my claws, I stepped forwards to make a move at one of the twins, but before I could get any further, Stiles grabbed me by the arm and pulled me back. I looked at him to ask why he done that, but I could tell he didn't want me to get involved. Groaning and rolling my eyes, I put away my claws. "Become everything you're afraid of." Ethan added.

"That's what gives you power. It gives you strength." Yeah, but it can also make you do bad and horrible things, things you'll regret, and I don't want Scott to have all that weight on his shoulders, he already has enough.

Swinging his fist, my brother missed another punch, only to be beat to the floor again. Scott groaned, spitting out a little blood. "Giving into it doesn't make you the bad guy." Oh and that's coming from him, the actual bad guy. "So long as you can control it."

"Sometimes control's a little overrated." Aiden said before aggressively kicking my brother in the stomach. "Scott, punch them in the balls, crush them." I shouted out, trying to give my brother a little encouragement, though I just earned a not so nice look from the twins.

"Come on, Scott. Fight back." Stiles whispered.

Scott doesn't look so good, the twins are going too far. This plan is useless, we don't need their help. Scot can do this on his own, he just needs to believe in himself, I know he can do it, he's a True Alpha. "What if I can't control it? What if I can't turn back?" Scott asked worriedly. "Then it takes over. You become Malia. You get further and further away from being human. You turn into an animal. Or worse."

"You turn into Peter." I still don't understand where they're getting all this information from. How do they know about Malia and Peter? Surely Lydia wouldn't spill everyone to Aiden, not that it's really a secret. They must be spying on us, keeping a close eye when no ones looking.

Scott got up from his knees to fight back, wiping a little blood from his mouth before lunging towards at Aiden, screaming. Aiden grabbed Scott and threw him on Derek's table, hovering over him to beat him up even more. What the hell is his problem, this is getting out of hand.

Lydia turned round to avoid seeing Scott get hurt, so while stiles was occupied with Lydia, I made my way towards the twin and pulled him away from Scott, punching him in the face, before standing at my brothers side. Ethan gave his twin a look. "What? I thought we were helping him."

"You help too much." Ethan announced.

I turned to Scott who was breathing heavily. His face is pretty blooded up and probably a little broken, but thankfully he'll heal. I'm just glad the demon twins have stopped injuring him, I never want to see that happening again.

Stiles and Lydia slowly walked towards Scott and I, looking at the damage the twins done to his face. Scott spat some blood out, but didn't roar. I don't blame him, he's still recovering from his face being smashed in by that great big bag of dicks. He'll roar when he's ready, and until then, he needs to heal. Stiles helped me get Scott up from the table, but Scott didn't need our help once he was on his feet.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, lets just go."

"Are you sure buddy? You took some pretty hard hits."

"I'm good." Scott spoke, making his way to the door along with Lydia and Stiles. I don't want Lydia anywhere near Aiden, he's dangerous and not to mention he killed people, a lot of people, most of which were innocent and hadn't done anything to deserve it.

"You're welcome." I heard one of the twins say in a low voice behind, though Scott was already out the door and probably down a few steps to hear it. I stopped in my tracks, turning back round. "Excuse me." They just stood there side by side, not saying a damn thing. Yeah, that's what I thought, and they better keep those smug little mouths shut, or I'll shove my foot down their throats.

Leaving Derek's loft and running down the stairs, I went to get on my motorbike when I heard someone walking behind me. I know it can't be Scott, Stiles or Lydia, because Stiles' jeep isn't here and neither is Scott's motorbike. It has to be one the twins. "Look, I'm in a really bad mood, so if I were you I'd back the fuck away." I warned.

"I came to apologize, on both mine and my brothers behalf." He came to apologize, oh how thoughtful. He's probably not being sincere. "I don't care about your apology, it's not going to bring back Erica or Boyd." I said bitterly as I turn round to face Aiden.

He sighed. "That was all Kali, she killed Erica, and she done the same to Boyd." Oh blame it all on Kali because she's not here to stand up for herself. I wish I could've killed that bitch myself for what she did, unfortunately for me, Jennifer got to her first.

"Kali may have killed Erica, but you and your brother both helped her force Derek's claws impale Boyd, that counts as killing him." Sometimes I still see Boyd laying motionless on the floor of Derek's loft, I hate that that's the last image I saw of him. And Derek, I can't imagine what was going through his mind. How he felt when it was happening.

The guy had already lost his entire family, and now he's lost half of his pack. He's been through so much, I just wish someone genuine and kind will come along and make Derek a happy guy. "We didn't have a choice."

Are you kidding me? He could've said no or stood up to her and Deucalion, they were Alphas too, they had a right to make their own decisions. "There's always a choice, you just made the wrong one." I said to him sternly. Aiden looked at me frustrated. "You don't know what they were like, they would've killed us." He raised his voice.

"Well that's not my problem, better you and your brother dead than Erica and Boyd, they were good people, they were my family and you took them from me, that's not something I can forget, ever." It was just so traumatizing to see them die so young and in a horrible way. Their parents don't even know the real reason they died, and that pains me.

Sometimes I just wish I can have a long and peaceful spa day, or become a Buddhist, then maybe, just maybe I'll be able to relax and let go of all the stress and pain I'm holding inside. I'll be more free-spirited and happy person, that no longer holding onto negative emotions or feelings. But we can't alway get what we wish for.

"We're sorry, really, we are."

"I don't care if your sorry or not, Aiden, it doesn't make everything okay, and it doesn't make you or your brother better people. You'd have to make a hell of a lot more effort to gain Scott's forgiveness, let alone mine. I only give second changes to people who deserve it, and sometimes even then they find a way to fuck up." Aiden stood in silence for awhile before opening his mouth to speak once again.

"What do you want me to do?" He asked in a calm tone.

What do I want, what does he want? Was he just expecting me to be forgiving straight after he apologized? He needs to know that he doesn't always get want he wants. Besides, for all I know, this could just be some kind of trick, and there no way he's going to lure me in.

"How about leave me alone. I already have enough shit to deal with, and I don't need you or your brother to make more." I swear with everything going on around me with Scott, Stiles and Allison as well as all my stress and problems piling up, I'm gonna go insane.

"Okay fine, whatever. But before I go, I want to apologize for the time I kissed you and tried go further, I guess a part of me though you'd be into it, but obviously I was wrong. I wasn't myself, and I know it's not a good excuse but Deucalion told Ethan and I to get close to Scott's friends, and seeing as you're his sister, I thought you were a good target."

Deucalion made Aiden get close to me, that's just ridiculous. What? Did he actually think I would spill everything I know about Scott, just like that? I wouldn't even tell anyone that Scott's favorite movie is Mean Girls, besides Stiles of course. At least he's not into me like that, that's the only good thing from it. "So you were using me to get to Scott, that makes me feel a lot more better."

"Really?"

Is he being serious? "No."

Why can he leave me alone?

I just want to go home, or at least somewhere away from here. I'm hungry and I'm tried. "Can we at least call a truce?" A truce, he wants to call a truce? I don't even know how I feel about this. Why am I still talking to him? I can't do this right now.

"I need time." I replied, hopping onto my bike.

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Well, well, well...here goes another chapter!! I hope y'all enjoyed it.

As always, Kelsey is worried for her brother Scott, and best friend Stiles. What will she do when things get even worse with Stiles. (I don't know about you lot, but I really enjoyed having the Nogitsune/void!stiles on the show. He was so hot and evil, love him. 3B is probably my favorite season)

She's not really happy about the former alpha twins still being in town, or alive for that matter. Do you think she'll move forwards from the past and agree with the truce? Give the brothers a second chance, become friends with them both? What do you think she should do?

Okay so I'm kind of curious which Teen Wolf characters you all ship. So, when you see a pairing you ship, comment next a "<3" to it, or something along those lines.

Scott X Stiles

Melissa X Sheriff

Scott X Allison

Jackson X Allison

Jackson X Lydia

Danny X Jackson

Stiles X Jackson

Stiles X Derek

Stiles X Lydia

Erica X Isaac

Erica X Boyd

Scott X Isaac

Stiles X Isaac

Scott X Danny

Jackson X Isaac

Peter X Lydia

Allison X Lydia

Stiles X Danny

Isaac X Allison

Danny X Ethan

Lydia X Aiden

Stiles X Malia

Scott X Kira

Malia X Kira

Liam X Mason

Lydia X Malia

Lydia X Kira

Scott X Liam

Stiles X Liam

Brett X Liam

Mason X Brett

Mason X Liam

Lydia X Jordan

Liam X Hayden

Stiles X Theo

Mason X Corey

Jordan X Theo

Scott X Malia

Liam X Theo

If I have missed any, I'm sorry, just tell me anyway.

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