"Ali?" Alex turned around. His short, dark brown hair blended in with the darkness of the woods. He quickly came towards me, taking me in his arms. My head rested on his shoulder as my arms wrapped around his neck. After staying still for what felt like forever, we ran over to our favourite place in the preserve. It was a normal rock with 'A+A' carved into the side that had the view of the whole town. We sat together and I looked up into his dark brown eyes.
"Where you been Ali?" He said, holding my hand in his.
"I... summer wasn't the time of my life, to say the least." I said, trying not to lie, but just not tell the whole truth.
"I'm worried about you Ali. Please, tell me what's going on." Alex sounded generally upset, I could feel it. I didn't want to keep doing this to him. I wanted to tell him everything. I wanted to tell him what I was. A werecoyote.
We talked for ages, about school, about the small good parts of summer, about the universe. It seemed as if I was normal for that short time, until... I heard Braeden scream. I stood up quickly, listening. She stopped.
"What's wrong Ali?" Alex asked, confused.
"I... I need to go..." I said, terrified.
"Ali! Where are you going?"
"It doesn't matter. I'll see you at school tomorrow Alex." I said, letting go of his hand and running. I had to go and check on Thomas first, and probably tell him what I'd heard. Then, my brain clicked. Thomas was a werewolf, he would have heard her too.
I rushed home as fast as my speed would take me. When I got upstairs to my room, just as I expected, Thomas was already gone. Now, my last resort was to go to Braeden's house and hope she was there and safe.
"Braeden! Open the door!" I yelled, knocking on her front door like a lunatic. Still, nothing. I'd been trying to get inside for at least 10 minutes now and was starting to get worried.
"Braeden! Open up!" I tried again. I decided to try and get into her bedroom through the window. Once I made it in, my worst fear was confirmed. Braeden was gone. Her laptop was open and on, her phone was on her desk, and her favourite jacket was still draped over the chair. I checked outside to see if her car was still in the garage. It was, which meant that she didn't just simply leave home, she was taken by someone... or rather... something.
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Aliyah Greene was a normal teenager at high school until the unlikely events of the summer. One bite, led to chaotic consequences, but what came after... was much worse... - Based on Teen Wolf