"They call me Est Albus Lupus, the White Wolf. My job is to protect the pack, to heal the pack and to fight for it. I'm one of the strongest being out there and the last of my kind. With me the Alpha will be unstoppable, that's why he want me, but i...
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Deputies finish questioning players while Stilinski talked with Amelia, Isaac and Scott, both boys were now changed out of their uniforms.
Flipping the pages of his note pad, Stilinski's hands were noticeably shaky.
"I have to meet the medical examiner and figure out what happened with Jackson, but l've got an A-P-B out for Stiles. His Jeep's still in the parking lot, which means... well, I don't know what it means. If he answers his phone or email or if either of you see him.."
"We'll call you." Scott told him "Look, he's probably just freaked out from all the attention or something. We'll find him."
Stilinski nodded "Yeah. I'll see you, okay?"
He motions for his men to follow and the locker room begins clearing out.
An unusually distraught Coach approaches Scott.
He couldn't seem to stop turning his whistle over and over with his fingers.
"McCall, we need you on the team, okay? You know I can't put you back on the field next season unless your grades are up."
"I know, Coach."
"I mean I yell and scream a lot but it's not like I hate you guys. Well, I kind of hate Greenberg, but that's different. I'm just saying we need you. Get your grades up, okay? Get back on the team."
"I will."
Still gripping the whistle, Coach heads for the door.
The three of them anxiously wait for his footsteps to fade.
"Is that everyone?"
"I think so-"
The sound of metal ripping off hinges, made Isaac turned around.
A locker door clatters to the floor as Scott rifles through the inside, pulling out two of Stiles' shirts handing one to Amelia.
"You're going to find him by scent?" Isaac asked as Scott hands him a shoe.
"The three of us will." Amelia told him.
Isaac looked down at the shoe "Why do you guys get shirts and I get a shoe?"
But Scott doesn't answer.
Past Isaac, Derek stood at the other end of the room.
"We need to talk." Derek said as Amelia and Isaac turn around, but then Peter rounds the corner of the locker cages.
"All of us."
"Holy shi-"
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