𝙊𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙄𝙉𝙎 // 𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙀𝙎 𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙇𝙄𝙉𝙎𝙆𝙄

Chapter 32.

"Come on, how many times did you pull me from these terrors hm?" Stiles asked, kissing her temple.

"I've gotta get back to work, I'll see you both later" Noah said, standing up.

Stiles waited till he was gone, "we can stay home today. I'm sure ms Martin would completely understand"

Alex shook ", I need my life back and Lydia will be there"

"Maybe you should talk to Lydia. She's the only one who truly knows what you went through. I think you could use her"

"Maybe" Alex nodded, "I'm gonna go have a shower, I'm all sweaty"

...

Alex walked alongside stiles into the library, she kept fixing her hair fearing the small bold patch would be obvious to standbys.

"Alex, your hair is perfect" stiles reassured, noticing the constant fixing.

Alex sat down at the table, Lydia sat one side of her. They both shared a silence glance as if they were both reassuring the other.

"Mason said it's not just to transmit frequency. It's high powered. Like at has to be a really strong signal"

"And that's causing it to shift?" Lydia asked,

Scott shook his head, he stood over the table, "No. I don't think it's just that. Last night Argent said that it's getting smarter. What if the Dread Doctors are trying to make the Beast grow faster?"

"With frequencies?" Stiles asked

"No, by shifting. The frequency is just the trigger. The important part is when it shifts into the werewolf."

"Like Peter" Lydia noted.

"Right." Scott agreed,  "when Peter was an Alpha, he got stronger every full moon. Eventually, the burns healed and he was back to normal"

"So the Dread Doctors don't want to wait for the full moon" Liam realised, his face lit up.

"They want the Beast to be as strong as possible, as fast as possible."

"Because of Parrish" Lydia sighed,

"So if this is happening tonight, what are we going to do?" Alex asked, everyone looked at her as if she has suddenly gain the ability to speak.

"We?" Stiles asked, Turing to his girlfriend

Alex rolled her eyes "yes we, I want to help. I'm sick of being baby sat"

"Let's get back to topic" Isaac suggested, giving stiles a small glare.

"we've got one clue to go on. This came from the hospital." Stiles dropped the laminated pictures.

"Whoever's lurking inside the Beast is wearing a size 10 of indeterminate make." He continued.

"Indeterminate?" Isaac questioned, a brow raised.

"Means, it's a partial print. Basically, it was all we were able to get considering all the fire, blood and carnage." Stiles explained

"How many size 10s are out there?" Scott asked

"Only one with Parrish's blood on the sole" stiles replied,

Alex looked between them, somewhere between getting taken and saved Scott and stiles had managed to mend all that was broken. It felt as if it never happened,

"So are we going to try to get the game canceled?" Liam asked, sounding almost hopeful.

Stiles head shook, "No, no, we're going to play, but we're just going to hope really hard that it doesn't turn into a blood-soaked massacre."