๐–๐Ž๐‹๐•๐„๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ๏ฟฝ...

By thebestwriterintown

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๐‰๐š๐ง๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‰๐จ๐ซ๐๐š๐ง ๐๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž... More

๐’๐„๐€๐’๐Ž๐ ๐…๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐‚๐€๐’๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐Ž๐๐„: ๐Œ๐”๐“๐„๐ƒ
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„: ๐ˆ.๐„.๐ƒ.
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐…๐Ž๐”๐‘: ๐Ž๐‘๐๐‡๐€๐๐„๐ƒ
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐…๐ˆ๐•๐„: ๐๐„๐‘๐ˆ๐’๐‡๐€๐๐‹๐„
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐’๐ˆ๐—: ๐Œ๐Ž๐๐’๐“๐‘๐Ž๐”๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐’๐„๐•๐„๐: ๐’๐Œ๐Ž๐Š๐„ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐‘๐‘๐Ž๐‘๐’
๐’๐„๐€๐’๐Ž๐ ๐…๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐‚๐€๐’๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐„๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“: ๐‚๐‘๐„๐€๐“๐”๐‘๐„๐’ ๐Ž๐… ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐๐ˆ๐๐„: ๐๐€๐‘๐€๐’๐Ž๐Œ๐๐ˆ๐€
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐„๐: ๐ƒ๐‘๐„๐€๐Œ๐‚๐€๐“๐‚๐‡๐„๐‘๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐„๐‹๐„๐•๐„๐: ๐‚๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐„๐‘๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐€๐‹
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐‹๐•๐„: ๐€ ๐๐Ž๐•๐„๐‹ ๐€๐๐๐‘๐Ž๐€๐‚๐‡
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐„๐„๐: ๐‘๐„๐๐”๐ˆ๐‘๐„๐ƒ ๐‘๐„๐€๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐†
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐…๐Ž๐”๐‘๐“๐„๐„๐: ๐’๐“๐€๐“๐”๐’ ๐€๐’๐“๐‡๐Œ๐€๐“๐ˆ๐‚๐”๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐…๐ˆ๐…๐“๐„๐„๐: ๐ƒ๐€๐Œ๐๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž ๐Œ๐„๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐ˆ๐€๐„
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐’๐ˆ๐—๐“๐„๐„๐: ๐‚๐Ž๐ƒ๐Ž๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐€๐๐‚๐„
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐’๐„๐•๐„๐๐“๐„๐„๐: ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐–๐Ž๐‘๐ƒ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐๐ˆ๐‘๐ˆ๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐„๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“๐„๐„๐: ๐€๐Œ๐๐‹๐ˆ๐…๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐๐ˆ๐๐„๐“๐„๐„๐: ๐‹๐ˆ๐„ ๐€๐๐ˆ๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐˜
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜: ๐Œ๐€๐ˆ๐ƒ ๐Ž๐… ๐†๐„๐•๐€๐”๐ƒ๐€๐
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐Ž๐๐„: ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐„๐€๐’๐“ ๐Ž๐… ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐Ž๐ ๐‡๐ˆ๐‹๐‹๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐“๐–๐Ž: ๐€๐๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐Ž๐’๐ˆ๐’
๐’๐„๐€๐’๐Ž๐ ๐’๐ˆ๐— ๐‚๐€๐’๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„: ๐Œ๐„๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐˜ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐…๐Ž๐”๐‘: ๐’๐”๐๐„๐‘๐๐Ž๐’๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐…๐ˆ๐•๐„: ๐’๐”๐๐ƒ๐Ž๐–๐๐ˆ๐๐†
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐’๐ˆ๐—: ๐‘๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐‚๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐’๐„๐•๐„๐: ๐†๐‡๐Ž๐’๐“๐„๐ƒ
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐„๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“: ๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐“๐‹๐„๐’๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐„๐๐“๐˜-๐๐ˆ๐๐„: ๐๐‹๐ˆ๐“๐™๐Š๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐†
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜: ๐Œ๐„๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐˜ ๐…๐Ž๐”๐๐ƒ
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐Ž๐๐„: ๐‘๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐’ ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐Œ
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐“๐–๐Ž: ๐‘๐€๐– ๐“๐€๐‹๐„๐๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„: ๐€๐…๐“๐„๐‘ ๐ˆ๐Œ๐€๐†๐„๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐…๐Ž๐”๐‘: ๐๐‘๐„๐’๐’๐”๐‘๐„ ๐“๐„๐’๐“
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐…๐ˆ๐•๐„: ๐“๐‘๐ˆ๐†๐†๐„๐‘๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐’๐ˆ๐—: ๐–๐„๐‘๐„๐–๐Ž๐‹๐•๐„๐’ ๐Ž๐… ๐‹๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐Ž๐
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐’๐„๐•๐„๐: ๐†๐„๐๐Ž๐“๐˜๐๐„
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐„๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“: ๐๐‘๐Ž๐Š๐„๐ ๐†๐‹๐€๐’๐’
๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐‘๐“๐˜-๐๐ˆ๐๐„: ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐–๐Ž๐‹๐•๐„๐’ ๐Ž๐… ๐–๐€๐‘
๐’๐„๐๐”๐„๐‹?

๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐“๐„๐‘ ๐“๐–๐Ž: ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐„๐๐„๐…๐€๐‚๐“๐Ž๐‘

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By thebestwriterintown

Stiles and Jane follow Scott through the McCall House. 

"Like I said, I told my dad everything I could," Stiles speaks as they walk through the living room. 

Scott glances back at him. "But you didn't tell him about Liam?" He questions. 

"You barely told me about Liam," Stiles states. "What did you do with him anyway?" 

"He's upstairs." Scott simply answers. 

Jane furrows her eyebrows. "Doing what exactly?" She questions. 

Scott stops at the first stair step of the stairs and turns around as he looks down at the humans. "Lying down." 

Stiles and Jane share a look before giving Scott a slightly confused look. 

🐺🌕🦈

Scott opens the curtain to the bathtub, revealing Liam covered in duct tape. The Freshman keeps panting as he looks up at the three Juniors with wide eyes. He starts grunting muffled. 

His groans get louder as Stiles closes the curtain. The three go over to Scott's bed and sit down. 

"So you bit him," Stiles speaks up, looking at the wall in front of him. 

"Yeah." Scott simply answers. 

"And you kidnapped him," Jane adds, just hoping her brother won't find out about this. 

Stiles glances at Scott. "And then you brought him here." He looks ahead of him. 

Scott turns to Stiles and Jane. "I panicked." He whispers. 

"Yup" Stiles makes a grimace. "This isn't going to end with us burying the pieces of his body out in the desert, is it?" 

Their heads snap to the bathroom as they hear muffled cries. Stiles turns his eyes to look at the wall again. 

"As a reminder, this is why I always come up with the plans. Your plans suck." Stiles speaks. 

"I know" Scott states softly, and glances at Stiles. "Which is why I called you. Both of you." He glances at Jane too. "So, what do we do?" Scott questions. 

Stiles sighs and turns towards Scott who's already looking at him. 

🐺🌕🦈

The two male Juniors place Liam on a chair as he lets out a muffled grunting. 

"Liam, we're going to take the tape off your mouth. If you scream, it goes right back on. If you talk quietly, it stays off. Got it?" Stiles speaks. 

Liam nods and Stiles glances at Scott, hinting for him to take off the duct tape of Liam's mouth but when the werewolf doesn't do anything, the Stilinski boy takes action. 

Liam lets out a painful exclaim as Stiles removes the duct tape from his mouth. He grunts as he looks up at the three Juniors. 

"Okay, Liam, now you've seen a lot of confusing things tonight. And more confusing things are going to happen because of the confusing things that happened tonight. Do you understand?" Stiles questions. 

Liam looks up at him, shaking his head. "Not really." He confesses. 

"Good. That's good." Stiles speaks. 

"I don't understand either," Scott confesses, looking like a confused puppy. 

Jane points at Scott, agreeing with him as she frowns slightly in confusion. 

"Maybe you should tell him," Stiles advises Scott, pointing at Liam. 

Liam glances between them. "Tell me what?" He questions. 

"Liam..." Scott begins softly and quietly. "What happened to you, what I did to you, which I had to do in order to save you, it's going to change you." 

"Unless it kills you," Stiles adds bluntly, pointing his hand at the Freshman. Scott and Jane both give him a look. 

"Shouldn't have said that." Stiles points at Liam, seeing his face.

"What?" Liam questions quietly, his breaths getting heavier. Scott glances at Stiles before looking back down at Liam. 

"Uh...Uh-oh. Uh-oh. Is he...Is he crying?" Stiles questions, pointing his hand at Liam who looks down with heavy breaths. 

Scott crouches down in front of Liam as the Freshman starts sobbing. "Liam, it's okay. You're going to be all right. You're not going to die." 

Stiles crouches down next to Scott. "Probably not." 

"Stop it," Scott tells him, as Liam lets out quiet and light cries. 

"Okay, possibly not." Stiles corrects himself as Jane crouches down next to him. 

Scott glances at Stiles and Jane. "Would you just help me untie him?" He questions. 

"Yeah," Stiles simply answers as they stand up and the two male Juniors rip off the duct tape off Liam's body. 

"Liam, are you okay?" Scott questions.

"We're sorry about that" Stiles speaks as Liam slowly stands up. "We're really sorry." 

Liam turns around, and Jane furrows her eyebrows as she backs away slightly. Liam grabs the chair and turns around, throwing the chair at the two male Juniors so they fall onto the floor and the chair breaks. 

The two Juniors grunts on the floor. Stiles manages to get onto his feet and leans against the wall. "Liam, what the hell is your-" He grunts as Liam punches him in the face. "Ah!" He falls on the floor again. 

Liam looks at Jane who holds up her hands, not wanting to get her ass kicked. He already took down both Stiles and Scott. He can easily take down her. 

Liam jumps over their bodies, running out of the room. He hurries towards the stairs but stops once he realizes he doesn't have his shoes. 

Scott and Stiles get out of the room, grunting as they turn to him. 

"Get him!" Scott exclaims as they stand up. They both scream as they run toward the Freshman. Liam starts screaming too as they grab him and take him down with them down the stairs to their right. 

Jane follows behind them, but once she's down the stairs, Liam's gone and Scott sighs. The door is wide open as the three Juniors look out through the door frame. 

"Your plan sucks too." Stiles comments. 

🐺🌕🦈

Jane and Stiles walk towards Liam as Scott comes from the other direction. Liam glances between the three of them. 

"Liam, hey!" Stiles exclaims. 

"We need to talk," Scott tells Liam softly. 

"No, you need to back the hell up, okay? Both of you," Liam exclaims, glancing between them. He doesn't blame Jane since she actually didn't do anything to him. 

"Can you just listen for one second? Please?" Scott requests softly. 

Liam looks at him, giving him a face that tells him to start talking. 

Scott looks at Stiles and Jane, nodding before swallowing and looking back at Liam. "Liam...We're brothers now" 

Liam makes a confused face. "What?" He questions. 

Jane raises her eyebrows, not believing what Scott tells him. That clearly isn't the best way to tell him. 

Stiles shakes his head. "Oh, God. That's..." He looks down. 

Liam glances at Stiles before looking back at Scott. "What are you talking about? We just met and you bit me" 

"The bite...The bite is a gift" Scott tells him, quoting what Derek had told me. 

Stiles once again shakes his head with a grimace. "Scott, stop. Please stop" He moves to stand beside Scott, pointing at Liam. "You, you, we're trying to help you, you little runt" 

"By kidnapping me?" Liam questions, giving him a look. 

"Just to clarify, Scott kidnapped you. Okay? I aided and abetted" Stiles states. 

Liam nods before looking back at Scott. 

"Liam, I've gone through this before. Something's happening to you. Something big" Scott tells him. 

Liam shakes his head, glancing between the two boys. "Nothing's happening to me." He rips the bandage off his arm. "Nothing." There's no bite, as it already has healed. 

"Okay, okay." Jane cuts in, stepping up beside Liam. "Stop harassing a Freshman, boys. Okay? Let him to classes, and play lacrosse. Don't kidnap him again, Scott. And not you too, Stiles. You could probably do that." 

Stiles gives her an offended look as Jane just shakes her head mock-disappointed. Liam gives Jane a soft look before walking off.

Scott and Stiles share a look as Jane looks after him, sighing. 

🐺🌕🦈

"I'm not sharing my basement," Malia states as they stand between two buses outside the school. 

"Actually, it's my basement. And my mom noticed how you tore it up last time." Lydia corrects the werecoyote. 

"All right, she's still learning." Stiles jumps into Malia's defense. 

"But we're gonna use the boathouse for Liam. It's got support beams. We can chain him to them." Scott speaks. 

"But how do we get him out to the lake house if he doesn't trust us?" Kira questions. 

Jane inhales, crossing her arms. 

"I say if it keeps him for murdering someone, we just chloroform the little bastard and throw him in the lake" Stiles states. 

Malia raises her hand. "I'm in." She agrees. Stiles points his hand at her, trying to make his point. 

"We're not killing or kidnapping him." Scott raises his voice slightly, growing frustrated. 

"Then let's be smarter," Lydia announces. "We tell him there's a party and invite him."

"So, you're going to ask out a Freshman?" Stiles questions Lydia. 

"No, I'm done with teenage boys. But, if we're playing a trick on someone, we'll have to use the trickster." Lydia says, grinning over at Kira. 

"Who? Me? No way. Not me." Kira refuses. 

"We should use Jane instead. I heard how fast his heartbeat was when she smiled at him at the tryouts and when they talked in the hospital." Scott speaks and everyone turns to him before looking over at the auburn-haired human. 

"What? You want me to ask out a Freshman?" Jane questions, pointing her finger at herself as she raises her eyebrows. 

Scott smiles. "Why not? You're hot. I mean, not like that. Just- you're pretty." 

Jane shrugs, grinning. "Don't worry, Scotty. I know exactly what you mean. Sure, I'll ask the pretty Freshman out." 

Stiles frowns. "We never called him- Jane Parrish!" He exclaims, his protective nature taking over. 

Jane grins at the Stilinski boy, winking at him. Malia doesn't react because she knows Jane is only teasing her boyfriend. 

🐺🌕🦈

Liam and Mason walk out of their class. Liam immediately looks to the lockers, where Jane puts in her books before smiling at him as she notices his eyes on her. 

"Liam? Liam?" Mason's voice echoes in Liam's ears, as he has his attention on the auburn-haired girl walking towards him from her locker. 

"Liam," Jane speaks softly and both Freshmen turn to her. "I was wondering if you'd like to go to a party with me." 

Liam smiles slightly. "Y-yeah. Sure." 

Jane chuckles softly, before glancing over at Mason. "Who's this? Your friend?" 

"I'm Mason. You must be Jane Parrish. Liam talks a lot about you. If you were a class, he would surely score that class." Mason speaks. 

Liam's face flusters red. "Mason!" He whisper-shouts. 

Jane smiles softly. "It's okay. Glad to know you're thinking about me, Liam." She gives the boy a genuine smile, and not teasingly as she does with Stiles, before walking away. 

🐺🌕🦈

Jane drives her car and furrows her eyebrows as she notices how Liam looks like he's in pain. He's definitely a werewolf and can already now feel some effects of the full moon. 

"It's Lydia Martin's lake house. Actually, it's her grandmother's lake house." Jane explains. 

Liam holds his hand at his left ear. "Can you turn the music down?" He questions. 

Jane purses her lips. "Of course." She smiles slightly as she turns down the music. Liam pulls out his phone as it starts buzzing. 

"Who did you say was coming to this party?" Liam questions. 

"Everyone." Jane gives him a small smile, getting better at lying every day. It helps to have a brother who's been in the army and is a police deputy. He knows how to lie smoothly and taught her in order for her to be able to protect herself. 

"Don't worry, Liam. You'll be fine. I'll be with you the whole time." Jane gives him a kind and comforting smile. 

Liam smiles back. "Thank you, Jane." 

Jane looks back at the road, clenching her hand around the steering wheel as she blushes slightly uncontrollably. 

🐺🌕🦈

Jane looks at Liam, seeing him panting as he looks up at the full moon through the passenger seat's car window. 

Liam clenches his teeth together, breathing heavily. He looks like he's at the edge from growling loudly and showing his werewolf face. 

Jane stops the car beside Scott's motorcycle, and on the other side of the motorcycle stands Stiles' jeep. 

The two of them step out of the car and Liam instantly looks around. 

"Where is everyone?" Liam questions softly. 

"They'll be here soon. Don't worry." Jane gives him an assuring smile. Liam gives a small nod in return. 

Jane leads the boy into the house, and they're greeted by Lydia, Stiles, Scott, Malia, and Kira standing in front of them. 

Liam turns back to Jane who stands in front of the lake house door. 

"I'm sorry, Liam." Jane apologizes. 

Liam turns to the rest of the pack, holding out his arms. "What the hell is this?" He questions.

"Think of it as an intervention. You have a problem, Liam." Stiles states. 

"And we're the only ones that can help" Scott adds, taking a step closer to the Freshman. 

Liam inhales, crossing his arms. 

🐺🌕🦈

"Werewolf?" Liam points at Scott who nods. He then turns to Malia. "Werecoyote." She nods too. 

"Banshee." Liam points his hand at Lydia who raises her hand in acknowledgment before he turns to Kira who stands beside Lydia. "Fox?" 

Kira shrugs as she tiles her head to the side. "Kitsune. But fox works." 

Liam nods at Stiles. "And what are you?" He questions. 

"Um, for a little while, I was possessed by an evil spirit. It was very evil." Stiles speaks. 

Liam nods with crossed arms. "What are you now?" He questions. 

"Better. Um..." Stiles glances over at Lydia, Malia, and Kira. 

"We're the humans," Jane states, making Liam glance at her and nod before the looks at the chains. 

Liam nods at the chains before looking back at Scott. "Are those for me?" 

"No, they're for me," Malia states, glowing her eyes blue. 

Liam glances between Malia and Scott. "How did you do that?" He questions. 

"You'll learn. But first, you need to get through the full moon." Scott states. 

"The moon's already out," Liam states, his blue eyes attached to Scott's warm brown eyes. 

"And you're starting to feel something, aren't you?" Scott questions. 

"I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of psychotic nutjobs. You guys are out of your freaking minds. I don't know how you did that eye thing and I don't care. I'm walking out of the door right now! If any of you try to stop me, I swear to God, I'm gonna..." Liam yells but suddenly covers his ears and screams. 

Liam starts panting and Scott walks toward him. 

"What's wrong, Liam?" Scott questions. 

"You don't hear that?" Liam questions. They look out through the window. 

"Did you tell someone about this?" Lydia questions. 

"My friend Mason," Liam replies as he collapses onto the floor. Scott crouches down in front of the werewolf. 

They hear kids hooting and Kira walks closer to the window. 

"You said it was a party." Liam defends himself. 

"And who did Mason invite?" Stiles questions from beside Malia. 

"Everyone." Kira turns to them. 

Liam grunts as he draws his claws on the floor and Lydia steps closer. 

"The floors! Get him off the floors" Lydia exclaims, approaching the werewolf. 

Liam looks up, roaring as his eyes glow a golden color. Lydia stops her movements, getting the hint. 

"We need to get him to the boathouse now!" Scott exclaims as he and Kira carry Liam away. "Jane, come along. You might be able to help Liam. He likes you."

"Scott-" 

"Just trust me on this, okay?" Scott tells her, thinking about how Allison helped him through his transformation. 

Jane nods, running after them. 

🐺🌕🦈

Liam snarls as he's chained in the boathouse as Scott holds his hands at Liam's chest, attempting to hold the Freshman in place. 

Kira and Jane sit slightly behind them. Liam brings out the claws on his left hand. 

Scott turns to the two girls. "I got him. Get his hands" 

Kira's about to get his hands when Liam breaks free from the chains and lands on top of Scott. The alpha grunts lightly as Liam keeps growling as he shows his fangs and golden eyes. 

Liam brings out his claws again, about to attack Scott when Jane swings a baseball bat at his head. Scott and Kira look at her in surprise. 

"What? Stiles taught me." Jane shrugs as they crouch down around Liam. "I didn't kill him, right?" 

"No," Scott replies, looking down at Liam. "He's out cold." Scott collapses onto the floor, panting. 

"I hope Stiles is having better luck," Kira speaks as Scott looks up at her. 

🐺🌕🦈

A while later, Liam is back chained to the wooden post as Jane has fallen asleep on his shoulder. 

"He looks so young," Kira states, looking at Liam. 

"He is. He's only 15. So is Jane." Scott speaks with a sad tone. 

"What are we gonna do with him?" Kira questions, glancing at Scott as she looks away from the two teenagers. 

Scott turns to her. "We're going to help him." 

"What if he doesn't want our help?" Kira questions. 

"He will," Scott states, glancing at Jane. She never really looks peaceful. He can daily feel her paranoia and anxiety, just like in Stiles. So, for a change, it's nice seeing her this peaceful. 

🐺🌕🦈

Jane wakes up with heavy breaths coming from her side. She squints her eyes as she turns to Liam. She blinks a few times. 

"Liam," Jane speaks softly. The werewolf turns to her with fear in his eyes. They're still blue. 

"I- I can't control it. You need to get away from me." Liam stresses. 

"Li-" Jane begins. 

"I don't want to hurt you." Liam continues, breathing even heavier. 

Jane looks down, sees his claws, and runs towards Scott and Kira and they watch Liam struggling against the chains. 

"Are those chains going to hold him?" Kira questions. 

"Uh. Yeah. I think. Definitely. He can't be that strong." Scott speaks, but uncertainty laces his tone. 

Just as he finishes speaking, Liam roars as the chains break. Liam charges against the three, and as they move to the sides, Liam jumps out through the window and he breaks it. 

The three of them look after Liam running into the woods. 

🐺🌕🦈

Scott runs after Liam and Jane follow after talking with Kira for a few seconds. Due to her human speed, she doesn't catch up with Scott but eventually finds them. 

Scott stands in front of Chris Argent. Allison's father. Jane briefly met him before he went to France. A familiar, sudden voice on her side, makes Jane's head snap in that direction. 

"However much I enjoyed those once-a-week calls, and texts, it's much better seeing you in real life, Jane Parrish" Isaac speaks, giving the girl he considers a sister a genuine smile. 

"Isaac." Jane breathes out in a whisper, her eyes wide in surprise. She can't believe it. It's like a dream. "Isaac!" She runs towards him, jumping into his arms as Isaac wraps his arms around her body. 

Scott and Argent both smile at the brother-sister duo. Jane would never replace Jordan with anyone as he's hard to replace, but Isaac will always have a special place in her heart. 

🐺🌕🦈

"There's a clearing just north of here," Argent tells Scott. "All you have to do is corral him there. The rest is taken care of." 

"What are you going to do?" Scott questions Argent. 

"He's your beta, Scott. The better question is; what are you gonna do?" Argent questions. 

Scott inhales in defeat. "He won't listen to me." 

Argent nods slightly. "He will if you start using your own words." They suddenly hear Liam screaming from the distance. 

"Here. Go." Argent hands Scott an object before Scott runs off after Liam. 

Isaac grabs Jane's hand and begins to run after Scott, as they leave Argent behind and they miss how he smiles at the two teenagers. 

"What's happening to me?" Liam questions, looking up at Scott. 

"The same thing that happened to me," Scott states. 

🐺🌕🦈

Argent stands beside a tree, watching the four teenagers from a distance. 

"They can't know about this. My mom, my stepdad, I can't do this to them again." Liam sobs. 

"What do you mean again?" Scott questions. 

"I got kicked out of school and I deserved it. The way they looked at me when they saw what I did to that car..." He stares down at the ground. 

"Liam, it's okay," Scott speaks softly. 

"They can't see me like this. Like..." Liam sobs again, but clearer and louder this time. 

"Like a monster?" Scott suggests in a whisper. 

Liam closes his eyes harshly, nodding. Scott stands up, looking down at Liam. 

"You're not a monster. You're a werewolf." Scott speaks as Liam looks up at him. Scott glows his eyes in their red alpha color. "Like me." He whispers. 

Jane and Isaac share a look, both proud over Scott finally succeeding after going his own path instead of what Derek did and told him. 

Isaac grabs Jane's hand, squeezing it tightly. He already lost Allison, and he's not ready to lose the girl he considers his sister. He can't lose his sister. 

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A/N: 

Please comment on what you think about this chapter! How do you like Jane and Liam so far? I need ship names! For Liam and Jane, Theo and Jane, and all three together. 

What do you think about Jane and Isaac's sibling-like relationship? 

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