** COMPLETED **
Growing up in Beacon Hills, Wren Martin's life was as normal as any teenagers. With her sister Lydia, and her two best friends, Scott and Stiles by her side, everything was fine. That was until Stiles came up with the genius idea to...
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
Chapter Ninety-Four ⚔ Face-to-faceless ⚔
"They were murdered. Killed by the new Hunter in Beacon Hills. You know, when he took out the Hellhound, we thought it was just luck. That we were dealing with an amateur. But now we know that whomever this new Hunter is, he has a teacher." Scott said as he, Lydia, Malia, Wren and Argent stood in Argent's bunker. Brett's broken and blood lacrosse stick sat on the table as Argent sighed.
"Gerard. Which means this is my fault. I'm the one who let him go." He said and Wren shook her head, "You couldn't have done anything." She said. "He could've killed him." Malia said and Wren shot her a look making Malia's eyes widen slightly, "Just saying..." Malia said and Wren sighed softly and shook her head.
"We're not executioners." Lydia said and Malia glanced at all of them, "You are when it comes to war." She said and Scott nodded slightly. "That's why we're gonna make peace." Scott said making Wren scoff and raise her eyebrows, "With Gerard? I'm sorry is there a different Gerard that I'm not aware of?" She asked making Scott sigh softly.
"Wren, you know what's coming. We all keep using the same word." He said and Argent nodded, "War." He said making them look at him. "So what stops a war from happening?" Malia asked, "A peace summit." Argent said and Scott nodded
"Right. We meet face-to-face with Gerard, find out what he wants, and then we stop all this before it gets any worse." Scott said and Lydia huffed slightly, "Last time Gerard was at a peace meeting was with Deucalion." She said and Wren nodded in agreement. "Where he proceeded to blind him and then killed everybody else, including his own men!" She said and Argent shook his head slightly.
"I'll go. We know he's not going to kill me." He said making her turn to him with raised eyebrows, "I'm pretty sure Isaac told me Gerard said he'd kill his own son. And weren't the two you pointing guns at each other not to long ago? Are you really sure he wouldn't try to kill you?" She asked and he sighed softly and shrugged.
"Not really."
"All we need is to find out what he wants- then we can bargain." Scott said and Argent nodded slightly, "Even if he does agree, his terms might be difficult to meet." He said and Scott shook his head. "Well, that's why it's a negotiation. I don't expect to get anything without giving something up." Scott said.
"Then you're gonna have to figure out just how much you're willing to give, and how far you're willing to go to stop a war."
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Wren stood in her mother's office when Monroe walked in. "You wanted to see me?" She asked before noticing Wren, "Sorry, I must be in the wrong place. Someone said Ms. Martin was looking for me." She said, slowly walking more into the room.
"Oh, it's the right place- wrong Ms. Martin." Wren chuckled, "I know who you are, Wren. So, what am I here to talk to you about?" Monroe asked and Wren smiled and walked over to close the door before turning to Monroe.
