(Book 2 of Teen Hunter) (COMPLETE) Chris Argent Jr. Is no longer the happy teenage boy he was when he first moved into beacon hills. He's no longer a Hunter he's the White Wolf. Which puts a high number on his head. An Alpha pack wants him to join t...
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Chris
"It's nothing," Derek informed us as he looked over the two bruise marks. Scott and the two girls seemed confused my his answer. "Derek they're exactly the same, exactly!" Scott exclaimed.
I cancelled out the noise and my mind drifted to last night.
Flashback
The sound of Tires screeching to a stop caught my attention as I glanced towards the door to see Scott and Stiles running in. Behind them was Allison and Lydia.
"Chris...." Stiles said as he saw Claire's dead body in my arms. "It was them," I growled, "They wanted me to turn her." "Then why didn't you!?" Lydia asked. My anger flared and I glared at her causing silence between the group.
"Why? Because as she laid in my arms dying, I begged her to let me, she said no. I'm not going to disrespect her dying wish, she said she didn't want to be a monster, didn't want to have to worry about loosing control, she, she.." I stopped talking and tears fell from my eyes and my head fell as I wept.
"I'm gonna call my dad," Stiles said as he pulled his phone out. "And tell him what?" Scott asked.
"Animal attack," I choked out.
The cops came and I sat alone by Stiles dads car. Scott walked up to me.
"What do they want from you, why did they kill her?" Scott asked me. I shrugged as I desperately tried to rub her blood off my hands. "Chris, please let me help," Scott begged.
"He wanted me to have a beta. He wanted me to make her my beta....." I cried. "Why?" I clenched my fist as I stared at up the sun. "Because he wants to know my limit. And now, I'm going to kill him," I growled. I rose up and walked towards Stiles jeep.
I turned back to Scott and we stood their for a while before I spoke.
"And Scott, don't try to stop me."
Present
"Chris? What do you think?" Derek asked obviously frustrated. "About what?" I asked glancing around. "The bruises."
"I think we need to find something real," I said standing up. "Chris they're the same!" Allison exclaimed.
"Tell me how a BRUISE is going to help us find them!? Tell me! Because I'm out of ideas! Isaac can't remember anything, the girl who saved him is dead! And now they are killing people I CARE ABOUT!" I exclaimed pacing angrily.
