He begins handing the keys. "You and you, fine. Scott, Stiles. Ethan, Danny--behave yourselves. Gabriella, erica... gabriella, erica?"

"Thanks Coach" Gabriella grabs a key as a confused Coach looks after them. But then gets back to addressing his team.

"And I’ll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves"

While the other team members hurry past, Gabriella pauses to glance at Scott down the balcony corridor.

He gives her a reassuring smile and disappears inside his room with Stiles.

Stepping into there own room, Gabriella and erica drop there bags on the bed.

Gabriella looks around the room " this place is...something"

Erica snorted, glancing around at the outdated decor, faded wallpaper, and suspicious-looking carpet. "Yeah... something is definitely one way to put it."

Gabriella shook her head, laughing softly. "I mean, I think this wallpaper might’ve been here since the 80s. Maybe earlier."

Erica flopped onto one of the beds, sinking into the squeaky mattress with a groan. "It has that 'haunted roadside attraction' vibe. But, hey, I guess it’s better than sleeping on the bus, right?"

Gabriella sat beside her, stretching her legs out and sighing. "True. And honestly, I could use some quiet after everything today." She hesitated before adding, "And... I’m glad it’s you I’m rooming with."

Erica looked over at her, a soft smile forming. "Yeah? Even with all my jealousy and insecurity?"

Gabriella’s expression softened. "That’s all in the past now. Let’s just focus on tonight... and maybe not look too closely at whatever stains are on the floor."

Erica laughed, her eyes bright. "Deal." She leaned over, resting her head against Gabriella’s shoulder, her voice barely a whisper " You know we could do something to pass the time"

"Like what"

Erica moved to straddle Gabriella Erica's eyes darkened with desire as she straddled Gabriella, pinning her to the bed. She leaned down, her breath hot against Gabriella's ear. "I think we both know," she murmured, her lips brushing against Gabriella's skin. "Unless you want me to spell it out for you?"

Erica trailed kisses along Gabriella's jawline,
Her hands roamed over Gabriella's body, Her fingers deftly unbuttoned Gabriella's shirt, exposing more of her pale skin to Erica's hungry gaze.

exploring the curves she had admired from afar for so long. She nipped at Gabriella's earlobe, relishing the sharp intake of breath it elicited.

She captured Gabriella's lips in a searing kiss, her tongue delving into Gabriella's mouth to tangle with hers. Her hips ground against Gabriella's, seeking friction and heat.

Her hand slid down Gabriella's body to the waistband of her jeans, toying with the button

Erica smirked as Gabriella's eyes fluttered closed, her body melting beneath Erica's touch. her fingers deftly unbuttoning Gabriella's jeans and sliding them down her legs.

She ducked her head, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the column of Gabriella's throat, reveling in the way Gabriella's pulse jumped beneath her lips.

Her teeth grazed Gabriella's racing heartbeat, not quite hard enough to break the skin but enough to make Gabriella gasp.

Her hands continued their exploration, cupping Gabriella's breasts through the thin fabric of her bra. She rolled her nipples between her fingers, delighting in the way Gabriella arched into her touch.

She captured Gabriella's wrists, pinning them above Gabriella's head as she settled between Gabriella's thighs. The heat of Gabriella's core was scorching against Erica's own, even through the barrier of their underwear.

Erica rolled her hips against Gabriella's in a slow, tortuous grind

"Don't tease erica"

Erica's eyes flashed with a predatory gleam at Gabriella's plea. She surged forward, capturing Gabriella's lips in a bruising kiss. Her tongue delved deep, claiming every inch of Gabriella's mouth as her own.

She released Gabriella's wrists, her hands free to roam Gabriella's body with reckless abandon. She palmed Gabriella's breasts, kneading the soft flesh and pinching Gabriella's nipples through the flimsy lace of her bra. Gabriella's moans were music to Erica's ears, spurring her on.

Erica broke the kiss, her lips trailing fire down Gabriella's neck and chest. She tugged Gabriella's bra down, freeing her breasts to her hungry gaze. She latched onto one peaked nipple, suckling greedily as her hand tweaked and rolled the other.

Gabriella's hips bucked beneath her, seeking friction. Erica obliged, grinding her core against Gabriella's through the damp fabric of their underwear. The slick heat was maddening, stoking the flames of Erica's desire to new heights.

"You're so wet for me already," Erica rasped, her fingers dipping beneath the waistband of Gabriella's panties. "So ready for my touch."

She stroked Gabriella's slick folds, parting them to circle Gabriella's clit with teasing pressure. Gabriella's breathing hitched, her thighs falling open in invitation.

Erica didn't hesitate. She plunged two fingers deep inside Gabriella's tight heat, groaning at the way Gabriella's walls clenched around her. "you feel incredible," she panted, pumping her fingers in and out of Gabriella's dripping core.

She curled her fingers just so, hitting that spot inside Gabriella that made her see stars. Her thumb pressed firm circles on Gabriella's clit.

Erica's fingers worked Gabriella's slick heat with expert precision, drawing out gasps and moans from the other woman's parted lips. She reveled in the power she held over Gabriella, the way she could reduce her to a writhing, desperate mess with just a few well-placed touches.

She leaned down, capturing Gabriella's lips in a searing kiss. Her tongue delved into Gabriella's mouth, tangling with Gabriella's own in a sensual dance. She swallowed each of Gabriella's needy whimpers, relishing the taste of her on her tongue.

As Gabriella's pleasure mounted, her hips began to move in earnest, fucking herself on Erica's fingers. Erica could feel Gabriella's walls starting to flutter around her digits, signaling her impending release.

"That's it, baby," Erica encouraged, her voice a low purr.

Erica felt Gabriella's body tense beneath her, the other woman's breath coming in short, sharp gasps. She knew Gabriella was close, teetering on the brink of ecstasy. Erica wanted nothing more than to push her over the edge, to watch her shatter in a beautiful display of pleasure.

She curled her fingers just right, hitting that sweet spot inside Gabriella that made her see stars. At the same time, she rubbed Gabriella's clit with firm, quick circles, determined to send the other woman flying.

"Cum for me, Gabriella," Erica commanded, her voice low and rough with desire.

With a final, devastating thrust of her fingers, Erica brought Gabriella to the peak of climax. Gabriella's back arched off the bed, her head thrown back in a silent scream of ecstasy. Her walls clamped down around Erica's fingers like a vice, fluttering and pulsing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

Erica worked Gabriella through her orgasm, gentling her touches as the other woman began to come down. She pressed soft, reverent kisses to Gabriella's sweat-slicked skin, murmuring words of praise and adoration.

Finally, as Gabriella's breathing evened out and her body went lax beneath Erica's, Erica withdrew her fingers. She brought them to her lips, licking Gabriella's essence from her skin with a low moan of appreciation.

She shifted, settling her weight on top of Gabriella once more. Her own arousal throbbed insistently, but she ignored it for now, content to bask in the afterglow of Gabriella's pleasure.

"How do you feel, my love?" Erica asked, her voice a low, intimate murmur.

"Like experimenting" Gabriella bit her lip "I've always wanted to try 69"

Erica grinned wickedly at Gabriella's request, her eyes shining with mischief and lust. She maneuvered herself down Gabriella's body, trailing kisses and nips along the way until she was level with Gabriella's glistening core.

"Mmm, I thought you'd never ask," Erica purred, her breath ghosting over Gabriella's sensitive flesh.

Without further preamble, she dove in, her tongue delving deep into Gabriella's dripping heat. She lapped at Gabriella's essence like a woman starved, savoring every drop of her nectar.

At the same time, she positioned herself over Gabriella's face, her own arousal mere inches from the other woman's mouth. She rocked her hips, grinding her slick folds against Gabriella's lips in a silent plea for attention.

Gabriella responded beautifully, her tongue darting out to flick over Erica's clit with teasing pressure. Erica growled in approval, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through Gabriella's core.

They worked in tandem, their tongues and lips and fingers driving each other to new heights of ecstasy. Erica lost herself in the taste and feel of Gabriella, in the other woman's soft moans and needy whimpers. She alternated between long, slow licks and quick, fluttering flicks, determined to make Gabriella come undone.

Erica doubled her efforts, her tongue swirling around Gabriella's clit in tight, flickering circles. She could feel Gabriella's thighs trembling against her ears, the other woman's moans growing louder and more desperate with each passing second.

Erica slipped two fingers back inside Gabriella's dripping core, curling them just so to hit that perfect spot. At the same time, she sucked hard on Gabriella's clit, her lips and tongue working in tandem to bring the other woman to a shattering climax.

Gabriella's back arched off the bed, her hands fisting in Erica's hair as she cried out her pleasure. Her walls clamped down around Erica's fingers, pulsing and fluttering as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her.

Erica gentled her touch, working Gabriella through the aftershocks of her orgasm. She peppered soft, reverent kisses along Gabriella's inner thighs, her lips trailing fire on the sensitive skin.

Finally, as Gabriella's breathing evened out and her body went lax beneath Erica's, Erica crawled back up her body. She settled her weight on top of Gabriella once more, their bodies fitting together like two puzzle pieces.

"That was incredible," Erica breathed, her voice rough with satisfaction.

She captured Gabriella's lips in a deep, sensual kiss, letting the other woman taste herself on Erica's tongue. When they finally broke apart, both panting for air, Erica rested her forehead against Gabriella's.

"Round two?" she murmured, her eyes dark with desire.

[...]

after that erica went to get some food as Gabriella went to take a shower

The bathroom was thick with steam as Gabriella leaned forward, letting the hot water run over her face. She let out a breath, trying to ease the tension that had been building since they'd arrived. Closing her eyes, she tried to clear her mind. But when she opened them, her heart dropped.

In the fogged-up mirror, a figure stood behind her. It was Lucas. His face was pale, his eyes vacant and hollow. Blood trickled down his neck, staining the front of his shirt. Gabriella froze, unable to look away.

“Lucas?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

But the instant she turned around, he was gone. Nothing was there. Just an empty bathroom, as silent as before. Her heart was racing, and she gripped the edge of the sink, forcing herself to breathe. Maybe it was exhaustion… maybe the stress of everything was finally catching up with her.

Suddenly, her phone rang, the shrill sound echoing in the small room. She turned, reaching for it on the countertop, but when she picked it up… it was silent. No call, no message. Just her own reflection, wide-eyed and pale. The grip on her phone loosened as she put it back down, chest tightening with confusion and fear.

She turned again, and that’s when she saw them.

Deucalion, looming over her mother’s lifeless body on the floor, his face expressionless, but his eyes cold and ruthless. Gabriella took a trembling step forward, her vision blurring as she tried to reach out.

“Mom?” Her voice cracked, breaking under the weight of fear and disbelief. But as she moved closer, they vanished. She was alone again, staring at an empty floor.

Gabriella’s breaths came in shallow gasps, but before she could steady herself, she caught sight of another figure in the mirror. This time, it was herself… only she looked different. She was dressed in olden clothes, a flowing gown stained with blood, a gleaming sword protruding from her chest. Her eyes were vacant, the life drained from her face.

Gabriella staggered back, clutching her chest as though she could feel the blade, cold and unforgiving, lodged in her own heart. Her reflection’s eyes met hers, empty and haunting, and she heard a faint whisper that sent chills down her spine.

"what..why do you look like me"

"because you were me..."

Gabriella’s pulse thundered as she backed away from the vision of her bloody self.

The steam thickened, blurring her surroundings until the entire room felt like a feverish dream.

Then she felt it—a pair of hands, cold and clawed, wrapping around her shoulders from behind. She gasped, trying to turn, but a voice stopped her in her tracks.

"I missed you, my love."

Her heart lurched as she twisted around, only to be met with a face shrouded in bandages, hollow eyes peering out from beneath tattered wraps. He smiled, a haunting, twisted smile, as he drew closer. She tried to back away, but he was faster, reaching out and pressing the tip of a gleaming blade to her abdomen.

“Wait—" she choked out, but the blade plunged deep, filling her with a searing, unnatural pain that rippled through her entire body. She gasped, feeling her knees buckle as the world around her swirled in and out of focus.

The man smiled again as he faded away, his whisper echoing in her ears. "You were mine once… and you’ll be mine again."

The vision vanished, as she felt a burning sensation in her arm but the agony didn’t. Gabriella doubled over, clutching her stomach, feeling an intense, fiery burn radiate from her core.

Her eyes flew open, and instead of the eerie bathroom, she saw the concerned faces of Erica, Stiles, Lydia, and Allison staring down at her.

“Gabby!” Erica’s voice broke through the haze, panic woven through her words. “Can you hear me?”

Gabriella blinked, disoriented, trying to understand what was happening "what the hell happened" she groaned as shecould barely breathe. She looked down, and her heart stopped. A piece of metal—a broken wing of the ceiling fan—was embedded in her stomach, blood soaking her shirt.

Gabriella pulls out the wing of a ceiling fan that was inbedded in her stomach making Erica apply pressure over Gabriella's wounds waiting for it to heal

“This motel is turning all the werewolves suicidal,” Lydia muttered, her tone carrying an edge of panic as she glanced around, eyeing the room like it was haunted.

“Boyd, Isaac, Ethan…” Gabriella’s voice was faint, the names slipping from her lips as she looked around, concern etched across her face.

“They’re fine,” Allison reassured her, though her voice shook slightly, betraying her own worry

Gabriella took a shallow, shaky breath, the fire in her abdomen slowly subsiding under Erica’s steady pressure, but another wave of worry struck her as she scanned the room. Her brow furrowed, and she looked up at her friends, eyes wide. “What about Scott?” she rasped, noticing his absence.

Erica and Allison exchanged glances, their expressions darkening with alarm Gabriella notices this "go"

Erica keep pressure on the wound. "I'll keep an eye on her you go find Scott, when she heals we'll find you” she urged, giving them a firm nod.

They dashed out of the room, and Gabriella’s eyes drifted shut as she fought to stay conscious, the overwhelming fatigue and the lingering burn in her stomach pulling her under.

Every breath Gabriella took felt like fire, her chest rising and falling in shallow gasps as she tried to push past the pain.

“You’re going to be okay, Gabby,” Erica murmured, her voice a mix of worry and determination. “Just hang in there, alright? You’re strong. This wound is nothing.”

Gabriella tried to nod, but even the smallest movement sent fresh waves of pain through her. She managed to breathe out a weak, “Yeah... nothing, I've healed from worst faster” Gabriella said realizing the other times she felt a burning sensation in her chest when there was Wolfsbane in her system.

She lifted up her shirt to see Wolfsbane in her wound "the hell..."

Gabriella’s eyes widened as she stared at the wound. A faint purple tint surrounded the puncture, the telltale sign of wolfsbane seeping into her bloodstream. Her breath hitched, her heartbeat pounding erratically as the realization settled in. No wonder her healing had slowed—she’d been poisoned.

“Erica…” Her voice was faint, strained as she pointed to the wound. “It’s… wolfsbane. There’s wolfsbane in the wound.”

Erica’s face paled, her expression shifting from concern to outright alarm. “Wolfsbane?” She inspected the wound closely, her hands hovering over Gabriella’s side, careful not to touch the infected area. “This… this is bad, Gabby. It’s slowing down your healing.”

Gabriella nodded, the pain intensifying with each passing second. Her vision wavered, but she forced herself to focus, determination hardening her gaze. “We have to get it out,” she rasped. “I can’t heal with it in there.”

Erica bit her lip, her eyes darting around the room as she searched for anything that might help. She grabbed a small towel from the bathroom and handed it to Gabriella. “Bite down on this. This is going to hurt—a lot.”

Gabriella took a shaky breath, biting down on the towel as Erica burns the Wolfsbane out with the road flare

an agonizing, raw pain shot through her body like wildfire. She couldn’t even scream—the only sound was the muffled groan that vibrated against the towel as she struggled to stay still.

The flare hissed as it touched her skin, the heat searing into the flesh around the wound, slowly burning away the wolfsbane and the surrounding tissue. The smell of burning skin filled the air, a nauseating scent that made Gabriella’s stomach lurch, but she didn’t dare move.

Her heart raced, blood pounding in her ears, as the fiery pain seemed to consume her. Every nerve screamed, her body wanting to reject the flare, but Gabriella forced herself to breathe, each breath shallow and quick as the heat worked its way through the wound.

Erica’s face was set in a mask of concentration, her hands steady despite the chaos in the room. “I know it’s painful, but we’re almost there,” she said, her voice low, steady. “Just a little longer.”

Gabriella felt the sting begin to dull as the flare burned through the last of the wolfsbane, the poison no longer saturating her system. But the pain still lingered, and her body shook with exhaustion as the wound began to heal, the flesh slowly knitting itself back together.

Finally, Erica pulled the flare away, her eyes watching Gabriella carefully. The flare’s heat had done its job, the wolfsbane now neutralized, but Gabriella was left in a dazed state, the physical toll almost too much to bear.

Gabriella gasped for air, her body trembling from the intensity of the ordeal. She