How hard could it be? • LM / SS

Chapter 110

Brett's body stiffened slightly, his arrogant front slipping for a moment. The name made his blood run cold, icicles sharply pricking his skin. Jade. This was who Satomi, Lori and everyone who knew about the supernatural world had warned him about. Here she was, standing directly in front of him. She wasn't anything that he had pictured, though. With the way everybody had described her, he had imagined a brutal monster with no remorse and black eyes that burned holes through anything that got in her way.

She was quite literally the opposite of what one would have expected. Her facial features were prettily defined, and layered blonde hair sat on her shoulders. Her eyes were fiery with spirit, yet there was a sympathetic twinkle that lit up when she spoke, almost as if she was in a battle between being mad or empathetic. She was... normal. If he had been told to pick 'the amethyst enchantress' out of a line up, she would have been his last pick.

"Whatever issues you have with Liam, leave it off the field," Jade snapped, letting out a low whistle of pain when the colours seemed to overtake all of her senses. She allowed Lilith to lead her away from the teenager, finally opening her eyes when her phone pulsed against her leg with a message. "Max said they've taken him to the locker rooms."

"It's good to be back," Lilith snickered, running their hand against a row of lockers as she passed. God, she never realised just how much they had missed this town. Coach's hobby of verbally attacking Greenburg at any spare moment. The way her friends were constantly ready to kill one another, yet would sacrifice themselves if and when it came down to it. Sure, she wasn't exactly in the pack— hell, they had only just earned a shard of trust, and being Jade's friend probably didn't win any prizes. It was nice to think that if something was to happen to them though, that the pack would care enough to help.

The door to the locker room squeaked open obnoxiously loud, but went missed due to the boys having more pressing matters at hand. For example, soaking a pissed off Liam in the showers.

"A new type of exorcism, is that what this is? Is the water supposed to drown the demon out of him or?"

Jade sniggered, turning around to lock the door with her magic to exclude the option of being interrupted. It would cost way too much effort to try and explain the circumstances to a student who stumbled upon something they shouldn't have. Besides, with her back turned to the others, they couldn't see her laughing at Lilith's joke, avoiding the opportunity to be blamed for another thing that wasn't her fault.

"Very funny," Stiles panted, not having enough time to conjure up a witty comeback for the redhead. Even with the three of them holding Liam under the water, they were struggling to keep him there. Who knew that one freshmen had this much strength? It made sense though, especially because he was a newly turned werewolf. "You calm yet?"

Liam roared in response, clearly not appreciating the invasion of his personal space. His spine collided harshly with the wall, breath catching in his throat at the freezing water running down the back of his shirt. "Okay! Okay!" he yelled, admitting defeat. Honestly, he was too tired to even think about finding the strength to fight back, too tired of constantly being controlled.

Satisfied with the waving of a white flag, Max turned the tap off, groaning as he stepped away from the puddles at his feet. Muttering under his breath, he scrambled through his sister's bag in search of a pair of gloves that weren't soaked. He felt stupid wearing them, given that he looked like he had just stepped out of a Disney princess movie, but it was better than the buzzing noise that filled his head every time he took them off. The sound of everybody's futures crumbling in his hands, screams that echoed in the hollow existence that was his mind as he was forced to watch the terrorising future on a loop.

"That car you smashed. I thought you said that was your teacher's." The side to Scott that wanted to press for answers was starting to surface, not appreciating that he had been kept in the dark about  so much of his beta's life. Then again, he got why the kid wouldn't want to share his life story with a group of teens that he had only met a few days ago.