lost soul [teen wolf]

[chapter twenty five] the other side of reality

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[TRIGGER WARNING FOR THIS CHAPTER!]

"I hate you, I seriously fucking hate you." Aires hissed with narrowed eyes as she glared at the Argent.

"You're the one who stayed up on a school night. And you decided to ditch yesterday, you can't do that today because then Gerard will get suspicious." Allison shot back in a stern voice, making the Hale roll her eyes as the girl dragged her down the hallway.

"Gerard can suck my dick." She grumbled back whilst shielding her eyes from the heavy light.

With a grin, Allison nudged the girl. "Someone's grumpy this morning."

"You woke me up at five in the morning to translate archaic latin for you whilst only having an hour of sleep-"

Aires words were stolen from her as Allison pulled her behind a bookcase before shoving a random book into her hand, forcing her to pretend to read it. The two were sneaking around, the last thing Aires wanted to do.

With a groan, Aires grinded her teeth as she slipped through the pages of a chemistry textbook.

"This was everything Aires could translate and trust me, it wasn't easier to get her to do it that early." Allison whispered whilst handing the boys the tablet through the shelves.

"Fuck you Alli." Aires shot back with a roll of her eyes.

She wasn't supposed to be involved with the kanima drama, she had gotten a free pass and yet  she somehow was stuck helping them, stealing what little time she had. To be fair, there was little she could do about the coven. She couldn't exactly prepare, she just had to wait.

"Okay, does it say how to find out who's controlling him?" Scott asked.

"No that's all it said." Aires mumbled whilst roughly flipping through the pages of the textbook that sat in her hands.

"Are you sure? Did you read it all?" He pushed.

"Yes you ass, that's all she gave me and that was all it said. If you're not happy with what I gave you then learn it and translate it yourself." She snapped, slamming the textbook on the shelf.

"Hey, calm down." Allison whispered, holding onto the girl's hand. "Scott she did the best she could. Stiles was right about the murders by the way."

"Yes!" Stiles squealed, pumping his fist in the air, making Aires roll her eyes at him.

"It called the Kanima a weapon of vengeance. There's a story in there about this South American priest who used the Kanima to execute murderers in his village." Aires mumbled, picking up another book to flip through.

"All right, see? So maybe it's not all that bad."

"Until the bond grew strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted it to." She bluntly stated.

The Stilinski boy's jaw dropped, his eyes widened as he shook his head frantically. "All bad, very bad, very bad."

"Here's the thing though, the Kanima is actually supposed to be a werewolf. But it can't be until it resolves that in its past which manifested it."

"Okay, if that means that Jackson could use a few thousand hours of therapy I could've told you that myself."

Aires groaned, scowling as she shook her head. "No dumbass, it has to do with his parents. His real parents. His background and why he has his identity."