In which the stories Fallon Donovan has read her whole life, somehow become a reality.
A supernatural twist of fate has one of her best friends turning into a creature of the night. Learning how to navigate a life of werewolves and other chaotic be...
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"If Derek isn't the Alpha... if he's not the one who bit you... then who did?" Stiles questions as their teacher passes out the graded tests they all took. Fallon rubs her eyes tiredly, exhausted from how late she stayed up going to see Derek. She doesn't necessarily regret going, but now she feels an unnatural anger towards the man. He told her to stay out of the way. It's unbelievable. All she wants to do is help and make sure no more people die, and yet he makes it seem as though she's the problem.
"I don't know," Scott answers.
Stiles sighs and sits back in his seat for the briefest moment before thinking of another question and leaning forward, gently smacking Scott in the back with the back of his right hand. "Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?"
Scott whispers, "I don't know."
"Yes," Fallon answers at the same time, a small yawn escaping her lips.
The two boys turn to look at her. She's sitting next to Stiles in the row over. She freezes, realizing she just answered a question she shouldn't even have any context to. Stiles narrows his eyes at her, "How do you know?"
She shrugs, trying to cover it up. "Just a hunch, I guess."
"You're lying," Scott furrows his eyebrows. "I just heard your heart beat. It went up. How do you know?" He reiterates the question.
The brunette sighs. There's no point in keeping it a secret, "I saw Derek last night..." she admits. "After the bus driver died, I wanted to know what was going on. So I went to hear it from him."
"Are you stupid?!" Stiles scoffs, throwing his pencil at her. "What if he killed you, huh? Then what?"
"Well, I'm sitting right next to you so, I wouldn't know," she replies sarcastically.
"You shouldn't have gone alone," Scott scolds.
"You did," Fallon points out incredulously, baffled by his hypocrisy.
"But I can protect myself in ways that you can't," he insists.
"Y'know I'm getting real tired of everyone assuming Stiles and I are useless just because we don't have magical werewolf abilities," she glares at him.
"I never said you were useless."
"Okay!" Stiles whisper yells, stopping the argument from moving forward. "Moving on..." he turns his attention back to Scott. "Does Allison's dad know about the Alpha?"
Scott, feeling overwhelmed by the mini argument with Fallon, along with the incessant questions from Stiles, loses his temper. "I don't know!" He replies in a loud voice causing the teacher and pretty much every student in the class to look back at the three of them. He tries to play it off by looking out the window while Stiles sinks down into his chair. Fallon simply smiles fakely at the onlookers who turn away from the awkward situation.
