Erica chuckled softly, nodding her understanding. She leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Gabriella's lips, a stark contrast from the heated moment they'd just shared. "Take your time. We've got all night," she whispered against her lips. Her hand moved to soothingly caress Gabriella's side, a reassurance amidst the overwhelming sensations. "But I promise you," she added, her voice a teasing rumble, "it's going to be a long, intense night. And by the end of it, you'll be begging for mercy."
[...]
Gabriella awoke with a start, her senses adjusting to her surroundings. As she rubbed the sleep from her eyes, she sat up and glanced at the clock on the bedside table. It read 7:00 am. The realization of being alone in bed made her frown slightly, a pang of disappointment and confusion crossing her face. Where was Erica?
"Erica?" She called out, her voice still rough from sleep. There was no response. Gabriella swung her legs out of bed, her feet hitting the cold floor. She stood, glancing around the empty room, her mind still trying to shake off the remnants of sleep.
The sound of the door opening caught Gabriella's attention. She turned just in time to see Erica walking into the room, already dressed for the day. Erica looked up, surprised to see Gabriella awake. "Oh! Hey, I thought you'd sleep in a bit," she said, her tone casual.
"Why are you dressed?"
Erica looked down at her clothes, then back at Gabriella. "Well, it's the first day of school. Gotta make a good impression, right?" she said, shooting Gabriella a grin. Her demeanor was light, giving no indication of the events of the previous night.
Gabriella frowned, she didn't want to go to school, she hadn't seen or spoken to allison since the night lucas and boyd went missing
She had to change her phone number from the amount of times allison called her from different numbers trying to talk to her but they all ended the same way, with hwr blocked
"How about we just stay in bed and recreate last nights memories"
Erica's eyebrows rose in surprise at the bold request. She couldn't help but chuckle, her smile turning mischievous. "Well, that's quite the offer, Gabriella," she said, moving closer to the bed. "But don't you have classes to attend?" she teased, her eyes never leaving Gabriella's.
Gabriella smiled "so? Since when do you care about school"
Erica let out a laugh, her amusement evident. "You've got a point there," she admitted, her smile broadening. "But seriously, as much fun as reliving last night sounds, I don't want you to get in trouble. Besides, we'll have plenty of time to continue tonight."
"Why wait until night? How about we spend the whole day in bed and skip the first day of hell"
Erica's grin widened at Gabriella's suggestion. "Tempting," she admitted, her voice low and sensual. "But we've gotta draw the line somewhere. You don't want to start the school year off on the wrong foot." She reached out, letting her fingers trail down Gabriella's arm, the touch light and teasing. "Besides, anticipation makes everything more fun."
Gabriella sighed, reluctantly conceding to Erica's point. "Fine, you're right," she murmured, unable to resist the playful sparkle in Erica's eyes. "But tonight," she added, leaning in closer, "tonight, all bets are off. I'm taking your 'anticipation' theory and running with it." Her lips brushed against Erica's ear, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. "And trust me, I plan to make the wait worthwhile."
Erica's breath caught in her throat at Gabriella's words, her resolve weakening. The sensual promise in Gabriella's tone sent a thrill through her, heat pooling at the pit of her stomach. She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure. Damn, Gabriella knew exactly how to push all her buttons. Erica pulled back slightly, her gaze locking with Gabriella's. "You," she said, her voice husky with desire, "are playing a dangerous game."
"The same game you play"
Erica's grin turned playful, her gaze never wavering from Gabriella's. "TouchΓ©," she admitted, her tone laden with amusement. "But you're a quick learner. I like that." She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a teasing whisper.
"Tonight, I'm looking forward to seeing just how well you've learned."
[...]
The crowded school hallway buzzed with the energy of the first day back, students greeting each other, laughing, and filling in their summer gaps with hurried stories between classes. Gabriella moved through the throng with purpose, her shoulders squared as she weaved past familiar faces, eyes fixed on the path ahead. Her mind was still reeling from her conversation with Erica that morning, and a faint, knowing smile played at her lips.
As she rounded a corner, she caught sight of Allison leaning against the lockers. Allison's expression softened as soon as she saw Gabriella, her eyes filling with a hopeful glint. She straightened, calling out to her. "Gabriella!"
Gabriella's smile vanished. She averted her gaze, focusing on the far end of the hallway as if Allison wasn't even there.
"Gabriella, please!" Allison called again, her voice tinged with desperation as she stepped in Gabriella's path, her hand reaching out to stop her. "Can we just talk? Just for a second?"
Gabriella stopped, her expression hardening as she looked past Allison, refusing to meet her eyes. The silence hung heavy between them, and for a moment, it seemed like Gabriella might speak. But she merely took a step around Allison, continuing down the hall as if she were nothing more than an inconvenience.
"Gabriella, I'm sorry!" Allison's voice cracked as she called out, drawing the attention of a few nearby students.
Gabriella paused, her back still turned. Her jaw tightened, and her fists clenched, but she didn't turn around. Instead, she spoke, her voice low and cold. "If you were really sorry, you'd stay out of my life. Permanently."
Allison took a shaky breath, hurt flashing in her eyes as she stammered, "But Iβplease, just tell me how to make this right."
Gabriella finally looked at her, her gaze icy. "You can't," she said simply, her voice devoid of any warmth. She turned her back on Allison and walked away, leaving her standing there alone, the weight of her guilt pressing down like a shadow.
[...]
Gabriella and Erica strolled into the classroom together, laughing quietly at a joke Erica had just made. Gabriella's eyes sparkled with amusement, and a lightness showed in her posture, one that had been missing for weeks. Erica nudged her playfully, and Gabriella rolled her eyes, unable to hide her grin.
They hadn't noticed Allison, who was already seated near the middle of the room. Allison's gaze brightened the moment she saw Gabriella, and she straightened in her seat, raising a tentative hand to wave her over. She gestured to the empty desk beside her, a hopeful smile on her face.
Gabriella's laughter faded as she caught sight of Allison's gesture. Her expression immediately hardened, her gaze shifting away without so much as an acknowledgment. Instead, she turned to Erica, nodding toward the back of the room, where a cluster of desks was free.
"Let's sit back there," Gabriella said, her tone casual but resolute.
Erica's eyes flicked to Allison for a brief moment, then back to Gabriella. She gave a slight nod, following her lead without question. They made their way to the empty desks, leaving Allison's hopeful smile to fall, her hand slowly dropping to her desk. The faint flicker of pain crossed her face as she watched Gabriella sit down, laughing quietly with Erica as if Allison wasn't even there.
Allison swallowed, her gaze lingering on Gabriella, searching for even a trace of recognition. But Gabriella remained steadfastly turned away, her focus solely on Erica, blocking Allison out with an unwavering resolve.
But suddenly-EVERY PHONE in the room begins buzzing, beeping and vibrating with messages.
Gabriella raises her phone to look at the message when a confident female VOICE begins to read it aloud.
"The offing was barred by a black
bank of clouds..." heels clicking across the floor as she enters the room, Jennifer blake reads from her own cell phone "...and the tranquil waterway leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an
Lowering her phone, she speaks the last line from memory "...seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness"
She looks at Gabriella with a hint of anger in her eyes before looking at the class
"That is the last line to the first book we're going to read. It's also the last text you'll receive in this class. Phones off, everyone"
Gabriella frowned confused before looking ar erica "how did she get our numbers"
Erica shrugged as she turned of her phone
While Ms. Blake writes on the blackboard, the classroom door opens. The Principal steps in to speak with Ms. Blake.
She nods at what he said as he leaves and turns to the class again "Mr. McCall, Ms.reyes and....Ms Gerardo"
All eyes turn to them as she motions for them to approach.
The three looked at eachother confused as they step into the hall with Ms. Blake.
"Mrs.mccall called and pulled you three out of school" Jennifer turned to scott "I'm sure it's an emergency if your mother needs you to leave school But I'm going to give you a warning in the nicest possible way. I'm well aware of your attendance record. I don't want to see you slip back into old habits"
Gabriella looked at the girl suspiciously "scott can handle himself you just worry about yourself before you end up Like that teacher from That's my boy"
Gabriella said as she grabbed erica and Scott's hand and lead that away.
Scott looked at the brunette confused "why did you do that"
"Because she creeps me out"
[...]
Gabriella and Erica split up trying to find Isaac
Melissa called them down to the hospital apparently isacc was injured and was in the hospital since the doctors didn't want him to go since he was a minor.
They went to his room to see he was missing Erica went to check the first floor Gabriella went to check the third floor as scott stayed on the second floor with his mother
Gabriella slips inside the elevator and hits the button for the third floor.
Glancing down, she sees a RED-TIPPED BLIND MAN'S CANE tap its way inside.
Eyes hidden by dark glasses, the man raises a tentative hand, feeling his way into the elevator.
Gabriella's heart stopped as she saw the face of the person "dad-"
Gabriella's heart raced as her father, Deucalion, stood mere inches away from her in the elevator, his dark glasses masking eyes that had haunted her memories. Her throat tightened, and she forced herself not to react, keeping her gaze forward, trying to appear unaffected.
"Gabriella," he murmured softly, as if tasting the name on his lips. "It's been a long time."
She swallowed, steeling herself, her voice barely above a whisper. "Not long enough."
A small, chilling smile appeared on his face. "That's no way to greet family. And I'd hoped you'd be glad to see me."
"After everything you've done?" Her voice held a cold edge, though her heart hammered against her ribs. "You lost the right to call yourself family a long time ago."
Deucalion tapped his cane, a small chuckle escaping him. "Family is family, Gabriella. And you'll come to see that, in time. You belong with usβwith me. You're still part of my pack, whether you admit it or not."
She clenched her fists, her voice low and fierce. "I'd rather die than be in your pack again."
The elevator dinged, reaching the third floor, and Gabriella held her breath, ready to escape. But Deucalion leaned forward, his presence menacing. "We both know you don't mean that, Gabriella. And if I need to remind you... well, I have my ways."
Gabriella took a step back as the doors opened, eyes blazing with defiance. "You don't scare me anymore." She stepped out of the elevator, forcing herself not to look back, even as his quiet laughter echoed behind her, chilling her to the core.
Gabriella hesitated just as she stepped out, her heart pounding with fear and anger. She turned back to face Deucalion, her eyes narrowed.
"Where are they?" she demanded, her voice barely holding steady. "Where are Lucas and Boyd?"
Deucalion tilted his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Ah, so that's why you've been running yourself ragged all summer."
"Answer me," she said, voice growing sharper. "If you've done anything to themβ"
He held up a hand, cutting her off with a calm, chilling demeanor. "They're safe. For now."
Her jaw clenched, rage flaring in her eyes. "What does that mean?"
Deucalion's expression softened, almost mockingly. "It means you still have a choice, Gabriella. Come back. Join me, and Lucas and Boyd will be safe...Think of it as... giving them a future. One only you can secure." he said as the doors of the elevator closed on him leaving Gabriella alone
Gabriella clicked the button so the doors opens again but it was to late the elevator already started moving but the button made the elevator next to the one she was just in open.
She peered inside to see her old pack mate Ennis with his hand around Scott's neck chocking him.
Gabriella's blood ran cold as she saw Ennis, his massive hand wrapped tightly around Scott's neck, lifting him just slightly off the ground. Scott struggled, his face twisted in pain, hands clawing at Ennis's grip as he gasped for air.
Without a second thought, Gabriella darted forward, her instincts kicking in. "Ennis! Let him go!" she yelled, her voice ringing with authority she hadn't felt in a long time.
Ennis barely glanced at her, his expression dark and unimpressed. "Still think you can boss me around, Gabriella? Funny how things change."
Gabriella clenched her fists, her teeth bared. "You don't get to touch him," she growled, her tone icy. "If you want to fight someone, come at me."
A sinister smile crept onto Ennis's face as he let Scott drop to the floor, who crumpled, clutching his throat and gasping for air. "You think you can take me on, little wolf?" Ennis taunted, taking a step toward her. "Your daddy's been looking for you, you know. Figured I'd help him bring you home."
"Tell him I'd rather rot," Gabriella snapped, stepping forward, eyes blazing with fury.
Before she left she could easily take Ennis down but she had no idea if he had become stronger or not
Before either of them could make a move, the elevator dinged again, Ennis lurches forward in shock as CLAWS JAM into his back. His head twists around to face--DEREK HALE.
With his free hand, Derek smashes Ennis skull into the wall and then--despite the larger Alpha's size--lifts Ennis off his feet and HURLS him right out of the elevator.
Ennis tumbles down the corridor past several shocked Hospital Employees as--The elevator doors CLANG shut and Derek turns to Gabriella and Scott "Aren't you two supposed to be in school?"
[...]
The door clatters open and Derek carries a blanket-covered Isaac inside. As Gabriella and erica follow with Scott behind them talking to Stiles on his phone.
Scott hangs up and pockets the phone. Derek sets Isaac down on the charred table in the middle of the room.
Scott looked around and sees the place "You don't still live here, do you?"
"No, the county took it over. But there's something here I need"
At the broken floorboards, he pulls up strands of the WOLFSBANE Lydia placed around Peter's body to resurrect him.
"It'll help heal a wound from an Alpha"
Scott looked confused "But it did heal"
Erica shook her head "Not on the inside"
Derek quickly begins pulling the dried flowers from the strands.
"You going to tell me who that was back there? The Alpha?"
"A rival pack. It's my problem" Derek said not wanting Scott involved
Scott turned to look at Gabriella "how do you know him...you called him Ennis, he knew you Like he knew you for years"
Gabriella frowned thinking back at it "an old ex friend..."
Scott looked even more confused and opened his mouth to say somthing but Derek stopped him "i know you want to help. And you did. I owe you one. Now go home. Go back to being a teenager"
Silent, Scott watches Derek, erica and gabriella tend to isaac.
When he starts for the door, his eyes fall to his arm where the tattoo was "Derek. If you want to pay back the favor now..."
Derek glances back, a suspicious look in his eyes.
"There is something you can do for me"
[...]
Derek takes Scott's arm, inspecting it. For a brief second, his eyes flare with a RED GLOW.
He had gotten a tattoo but it healed as soon as he got it
"I see it. Two bands, right?"
Now with Stiles and gabriella standing by his side as Erica looked after isacc, Scott nods.
Derek picks up an ACETYLENE TORCH "The pain's going to be worse than anything you've ever felt"
"Do it"
With a SPARK LIGHTER, Derek ignites the torch.
Stiles eyes widen "Yeah. I'm going to wait outside" Stiles moves to go outside but is held back by derek
"No, you're going to help hold him down"
"Why can't they do it" Stiles said pointing at the two she-wolves
"I'll be holding the arm that has the tattoo while Derek burns him and Erica is taking care of isacc so-"
Stiles sighes as he reluctantly puts a hand
on Scott's left arm, bracing to keep him seated as gabriella held the right hand
Derek slowly lowers the BLUE FLAME to Scott's shoulder.
He flinches immediately, teeth clenched Scott's eyes GLOW YELLOW, surging in response to the pain.
Gabriella tightens her grip. But it's too much for Scott. Fangs snapping out, he opens his mouth to SCREAM.
After a while scott was Drenched in sweat, he peers up at Derek, Gabriella and Stiles.
Then to his arm. Amid smoke wafting up from his skin, the BLACK BANDS are there.
It worked
[...]
Slipping his shirt on, Scott prepares to leave with Stiles while Derek, Gabriella returns to Erica's side who was still looking after an unconscious Isaac.
Scott opens the front door to leave, but then pauses "You painted the door"
Derek turns as Scott gently touches the surface of the door.
"Why'd you paint it?"
Gabriella turned to scott "I did it, the house needed a makeover so Go home, Scott"
"why only one side?"
"Ran out of paint?"
Gabriella starts toward them, but stops when he hears CLAWS UNSHEATHING.
Stiles, erica and derek watch Scott raise his hand to the door, a clawed index finger pressed to the new paint.
"Scott--'
He scratches at the paint. There's something underneath. A black mark beneath the muted red.
"Hey! Watch the paint job"
But Scott SLASHES at the door. Then slashes again.
First with one clawed hand, then both, RED PAINT falling to the floor in thin ribbons. Until finally, breathless, he gazes on the pattern revealed...
THE ALPHA PACK'S TRISKELE.
"That took a while to paint over..."
Scott looks over the Alpha Triskele as he pieces it together "The birds at school and the deer last night. Just like the night I almost got trampled by deer. The night I got bit by an Alpha"
He turned to the three werewolves "How many are there?"
Derek sighes "A pack of them. An Alpha pack"
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