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Chapter 3




The Next Day

Nyra's POV
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AS I WALK over to the bleachers I slightly overhear Stiles telling Scott about the body that was found in the woods and how it had wolf hairs on it.

Why would he be interested in that kind of stuff unless......

He knows or suspects about werewolves.

I quickly sit down and listen to the coach while the elimination game starts.

"let's go gather round, bring it in, come on, come on" I hear the coach scream at the players.

I see Scott look at me and I wave shyly, my cheeks slightly heating up.

He smiles at me and waves back.

"Got a question, McCall?"

Scott looks away and pays attention to the coach.

"What?" he answered in confusion.

I chuckle a little, and he started to smile towards me.

He smiled at me almost as if he could hear me.

My thoughts disappear once the coach starts talking.

"you raised your hand. You got a question?" He looks at Scott with a questioning look

"Oh no, I was just, uh, sorry" Scott replies kind of awkwardly.

He's so cute I swear.

I take out my sketchbook and start drawing.

I spaced out a little not knowing what I was drawing. Once I finished I was slightly taken aback.

I drew me but it looks like I was in a different era.

I quickly close my sketchbook and look at the game.

I notice how number 11 otherwise known as Scott was knocked down by Jackson who I will now call jackass.

I saw Jackson lift his helmet and glare at Scott who was still on the ground.

Scott gets up angrily and looks at jackass and gives him one back.

They both go to the middle of the field and have their sticks in front of one another. The ball is in the middle and Jackson glares at him competitively.

As the referee blows the whistle Scott quickly lifts the ball and runs to the goal.

He expertly dodges every player coming his way.

I look at the coach and I see that he keeps mouthing wow while looking at Scott. His reactions were very amusing.

Scott gets blocked by three players and decides to flip over them while making the goal.

Gawd Dayum did he take gymnastics or something?

I clap seeing Scott raising his arms in victory as the team screams and huddles together.

"McCall get over here" I hear coach scream which either means a bad or good thing but in Scott's case, it's probably a good thing.

"What in god's name was that this is a lacrosse field, what are trying out for the gymnastics team"

I laugh lowly at his reaction. You can never get too disappointed when you pay attention to Coach Finstock.

"No coach" Scott replies shyly.

"what the hell was that" Coach yet again yells out.

He's always screaming. One day he's going to send a kid to the hospital if he screams any louder.

"I don't know, I was just trying to make the shot," Scott says timidly.

"yeah well, you made the shot, and guess what, your starting buddy, you made the first line" Coach pats his shoulder harshly.

A smile creeps onto Scott's face when the crowd, including me, starts to cheer for him.

"come on"

Scott smiled so big it made me want to hug him but I controlled myself.

I see him look towards Stiles and notice that he has a suspicious look.

There is definitely something strange going on.





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When I got home I searched my closet and looked for a dress.

I couldn't find a full-color one. Almost every dress I owned was simple.

At the corner of my eye, I see a silver box.

I open it and see a note inside.


"let loose once in a while" - K.P.


I smiled knowing who it was.

She helped me remember that my normal life is important too.

As a hunter, you tend to lose your regular life..

I look at the dress and I nod, knowing that Lydia would approve.

I mean she threatened to delete my Netflix account, what a monster.

I look around my room and try to find what I'm looking for.

I finally found the gifts Katherine gave me.

It was a collection of necklaces and bracelets with Vervain, Wolfsbane, and some with her blood.

She also gave me some with different herbs that I don't even know what they are called.

She told me that she was scared that I accidentally became a vampire so she gave me a spelled daylight ring and necklace.

she is super protective over me, from what I can't tell over the years I've known her.

I chose the pink necklace with vervain and wolfsbane inside.

You can never be too safe.

I slip on my dress and start to curl my hair.

When I finish I start to put my contacts on so I don't have to be constantly pushing my glasses up.

I then start with my makeup.

When I finally finished I nodded at myself in the mirror in appreciation of what I accomplished.

I didn't think I would be able to curl my hair without burning myself.

I then heard a knock at the door, which interrupted my sweet thoughts.

I turn and see Alison looking at me in surprise.

"you never dress up this nice" She said feigning shock.

I just smiled and threw a pillow at her. She obviously knows why I'm all dressed up.

"Ow, you bitch!" she playfully yelled.

"what are you doing here anyway?" I ask curiously.

"I just wanted to tell you I'm leaving in my car" She throws the pillow back at me but I catch it effortlessly.

"okay" I wave her off and she starts to walk out of my room.

"Don't have too much fun" I yelled out.

I just hear her laughing in response.

I then look at myself in the mirror and start to wonder how tonight will end.

I lose my train of thought as I hear a car arrive. It's getting a little annoying because it seems like the universe doesn't want me to think in peace.

I quickly run down the stairs and go outside.

When I lock my front door, I see Scott looking at me from the car.

I smile at him and send him a nervous wave.


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We enter the house and look around.

I see teenagers grinding against each other and making out.

I scrunch up my nose slightly in disgust.

In the corner of my eye, I see Derek looking directly at us.

I try not to look at him so that I can show him presence doesn't bother me. Even though it slightly does.

I heard a dog barking but it soon stopped.

I pretended to be captivated by the party and ignored what was happening in front of me. Derek obviously calmed the dog down.

Scott was staring heavily at Derek, which kind of worried me a bit.

"you okay" I ask while grabbing his hand and squeezing it.

He looked at me with a slightly dazed look and replied with a "Yeah".

I shake my head with a smile and pull him to dance. Maybe this will help him out. He kind of seems to be out of it.

I pull him closer while staring up at him.

I see a slight spark flicker in his eyes.

I don't think much about it thinking that the light of the moon is reflecting off his eyes.

But deep in the back of my head, all the coincidences started to pile up. And I can't help but think he's being affected by the Full Moon.

All of a sudden he starts flinching while holding his head. He then starts to run away from me.

I try to follow him with my amazing power walk.

When I got to the front porch of the house I saw him speed off.

'Did he just ditch me?' I scoffed.

"you want a ride" I turn around recognizing that voice.

Derek steps a bit closer to me.

I cross my arms over my chest, slightly uncomfortable that he decided to approach me.

Scott did leave me here and I'm kind of desperate to go home.

My bed is calling my name.

I look at him slightly glaring.

"Okay, but this doesn't mean I forgot what you did or anything" I roll my eyes at him, harshly.

6 years ago when I was in middle school my close friend named Paige died.

She was like the older sister I never had. She was teaching others how to play instruments and I ended up being the only kid interested in being taught the Cello.

Derek was dating Paige and soon enough we became close, at one point I even looked up to him. He soon revealed to me that he was a werewolf. Well, it was more like I asked him and he confirmed it, lol.

I took it well already knowing they existed but I became protective of Derek because he was young and nice to me.

he was the older brother I never had until she died.

After her mysterious closed-casket funeral, he began ignoring me and hanging out with my aunt Kate.

When I had enough of him ignoring me I confronted him and he said that he hated me and never cared about me. He compared me to a speck of stubborn lint that was always attached to him and Paige.

Even though his words greatly affected me, I kept his secret.

Derek nods and goes into his Camaro.

I reluctantly follow him and get in his car.

The ride to my house was quiet. I didn't want to speak with him.

"you've grown up well" Derek commented very softly.

I just looking out the window.

I didn't want to make eye contact with him. I felt like if our gazes locked, then my grudge was going to fade.

I could still feel him looking at me

"Thanks" I muttered as we arrived at my house.

He opened his mouth to speak but I didn't let him continue the conversation.

"Don't worry I won't tell anyone, I'll just say that Lydia dropped me off" I said lowly, just in case my family was nearby.

As soon as I turned around I stopped when I heard his next words.

"I'm sorry"

I stayed still, not knowing how to react to his apology.

"I know"

I turn back around and walk to my front door, with a frown.

When I entered the living room, my dad was blocking the stairs with his crossbow, while dressed in all black.

"Do you want to come with us tonight?" he asked.

I kind of hesitated, because there's a possibility that we'll run into Derek. Seeing as I confirmed his presence, literally like 1 minute ago.

"No, I'm kind of exhausted so I think I'm just going to head to my room and sleep" I reply with a yawn. A fake one, that seemed to fool him.

He chuckles a bit and moves out of the way. We hug and I mutter a sleepy 'good night'.

I walk into my room, take off my dress, and slip on a pair of shorts and a tee. After I finished changing I went into my bathroom and washed all of the makeup off my face.

After drying my face I jumped on my bed and buried my face into the covers and pillows. I gaze out at the full moon and it becomes very comforting.

My eyes close slowly until I hear the doorbell and some excessive knocking.

As I get to the top of the stairs, I see my mom and Stiles by the front door.

"NYRA, it's for you" My mom yells, with a gaping Stiles.





(edited for the last time on 9/10/2024)

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