"YOU LOST THEM?" DEREK ROSE HIS BROWS AS HE WAS IN A PHONE CALL WITH SCOTT.
Hazel couldn't hear on the other side what Scott was saying so she looked around. Derek and Hazel were in the woods. "Wasn't exactly the plan." It was dead silence before he spoke again. "Look, I'm at the trails with Hazel by the entrance to the preserve. Can you meet us here?"
He hung up as he looked over at Hazel that was staring at him with a little grin. Derek rose a brow. "What?"
Hazel chuckled and shook her head. "Nothing."
"Hazel." The echo voice that Hazel recognized sounded a little emerging. Hazel knew once David needed her it was important.
"Hey Derek." He looked over at her. "You can go meet up with Scott, I need to finish something real quick."
Derek seemed worried. "You sure? You know, it's dangerous to be here alone right now." He walked closer.
Hazel only grinned. "I have someone nearby. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier I'm just a complete forgetting person who doesn't mark anything." She lied.
She stopped once she noticed Derek putting a strand of hair behind her ear and grabbed her cheeks, looking into her eyes. "Take care." Hazel grinned again in response when they both looked into each others lips and leaned their forehead together as they stood there. Hazel kept her eyes closed along with Derek when Hazel inhaled, knowing she had to go find David.
"You need to go." She whispered.
Derek sighed as he pulled away while opening his eyes and looked at her. Hazel looked up to him as he backed away and walked off.
Hazel watched him walk off before she looked down, remembering David. "You und Derek, huh?"
The brunette turned around to see David leaning against there tree with a slight grin. Hazel rolled her eyes. "What is it that you called me?" That's when his grin disappeared as he looked down in worry. Hazel noticed it and knitted her brows. "What's wrong David?"
David seemed to be at loss of words as he pushed himself off the tree and walked towards her. "There is something I need to tell you."
Hazel stood there and waited for the next words to come out.
"Remember when I told you that my family is dead?" Hazel shortly nodded. David inhaled and looked down before looking up to her again. "One of them is alive."
That's when her eyes widened. His brother was alive? When did that even happen?!
"What does that mean, David? Who's alive?" Hazel worriedly asked him. David sighed and looked around, not wanting to meet her eyes. "David."
Slowly, his eyes let her worried one's, knowing he had no choice than to just tell her at the moment.
"My brother."
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Later that conversation, Derek had picked Hazel up with the car. Isaac sat on the front next to him and Hazel on the backseat with Scott.
Right now, the car was parked in the parking lot where Chris was putting his things in the backseat.
When he closed the trunk, his hand already rosed up with a gun on his hand that was pointed to Scott standing there.
Hazel's heart stopped but once Chris pulled his arm down she sighed. Isaac and Derek that sat quietly along with Hazel watched.
"Do you think this is gonna work?" Isaac asked.
"Nope." Derek simply answered.
"Me neither." Isaac said when they fell silent again for a few seconds before he spoke up again. "So your, uh... your sister." He turned his head to Derek that slowly looked at Isaac, knowing where he was going with it. Isaac noticed his stare as his face fell. "Sorry, yeah, it'sâ" He cleared his throat. "It's bad timing I'm sorry."
Hazel rose a brow at his acts, thinking how dumb he could be at serious moments. Derek turned his head back to the other two until Isaac had to make it awkward twice.
"I'll ask later. It's fine."
Derek turned his head back to him with Hazel at the back having pursed lips in embarrassment and disappointment along.
Isaac seemed to understand at the moment Derek looked at him again. "Or never. Yeah, yeah, I'm good with never." Nervously, he added.
Sagely, Derek nodded as they all looked back forward to the threatening scene Chris was doing to Scott.
They noticed Scott walking in Chris' car as they got in and started driving off the parking lot and then Derek drove after.
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Chris dropped his bag on the ground when they stood by the woods again as he bend down. "You're tracing them by print?"
"Trying to." Scott said.
"Well, then, you've been wasting your time." Chris said. "There's only one creature on earth, that can visually track footprints and that's man. And if you're not trained like me, you have no idea that this print is Boyd's. These areâ"
"Cora's." Isaac said.
"Nope. They're yours." Chris corrected. "You trampled Cora's as soon as you walked over here. Listen, I know the four of you are focusing half your energy on resisting your own urges under the full moon, but that puts you at a severe disadvantage to Boyd and Cora, who have fully given in. They pit the pedal to the floor while you three are barely hitting the speed limit." Chris told them.
"So what do we do?" Derek said, arms crossed.
"Focus on your sense of smell." Chris answered. "Actual wolves are known to track their prey by up to 100 miles a day by scent. A trained hunter can use scent to track them. If the wind is with them, wolves can track a scent by distance of two miles, which means we can draw them to us... or into a trap." He passed a big bet to Scott that caught. "Full moon does give us one advantage. They'll have a higher heat signature, which makes them easier to spot with infrared." He passed them all the Gladiators.
"Thanks, but I've got my own." Derek pointed out his red eyes to him.
"Just remember, we're not hurting wolf animals. Underneath those impulses are two intelligent human beings. Don't think they can't rely on that human side. It's suppressed but it's there, reminding them how to mask their scent, how to cover their tracks, how to survive..."
They all got ready as they got their things and started walking forward to hunt Boyd and Cora like it was their job as always.
Once they stopped by the city viewing in front of them, Chris asked Derek. "When's the last time you saw your sister?"
"Nine years." Derek answered. "I thought she died in the fire."
"Do you feel like you have a lock on her scent?" Chris asked him but Derek shook his head. "Scott, how confident are you on your skills?"
That made Hazel raise her brows and grin.
"Honestly, most of the time, I'm trying not to think about all the things I can smell." Scott answered.
"Alright." Chris sighed. "The problem is when they breach the woods and hit the residential area. Once they're past the high school, they're right in the middle of Beacon Hills."
"They're not gonna kill everything they see, are they?" Isaac questioned.
"No. But there is an important difference to recognize. Wolves hunt for food. At a certain point, they get full. Boyd and Cora hunting are hunting for the pleasure of the kill, for some primal apex predator satisfaction that comes from the ripping of warm bodies to bloody shreds. And who knows when that need gets satiated?" Chris said.
Hazel decided to speak up her mind. "We can't kill them."
"What if we can't catch them?" Derek asked her in return. Hazel looked at Chris for the answer.
"Then maybe we just need to contain them. There's no one in the school at night, is there?" Chris asked.
"You want to trap them inside?" Derek guessed.
"If there's somewhere with a strong enough door, no windows or access to the outside."
"What about the boiler room?" Isaac questioned. "It's just one big steel door."
Chris was quiet for a moment before he added. "You're sure the school's empty?"
"It has to be." Scott said. "There can't be anyone this late, right?"
S/T: Happened a way in every state like dying and made in loss
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