Power

                                    

                                          


                          


                          
"Are we really bringing them?" Derek's gruff voice, full of skepticism, carried through the warehouse the pack had agreed to meet at. He nodded his head towards where Genevieve, Ariana and Liam were hovering behind Stiles. He'd pulled a face as soon as he'd climbed out of his car, arms folded across his chest as his gaze moved across the group. 
                          
Ariana furrowed her brow slightly, glancing over towards Braeden who had just pulled the prison transport van she'd somehow acquired into park and was now leaning against it with a vaguely impatient expression. Braeden locked eyes with Ariana for a moment, shaking her head as if to dismiss Derek's attitude. 
                          
"Are we really bringing him?" Stiles quipped right back at Derek as he nodded his head towards Peter who was hovering just behind Derek. 
                          
"Peter can help us. He knows about Berserkers," Derek said firmly. "You've got two new wolves and an unstable druid." His words were sharp and blunt as he came to a halt, standing across from the others with a vaguely irritated expression. 
                          
"I'm not staying behind," Ariana spoke up, folding her arms across her chest tightly as she stared cooly up at Derek. "Don't forget I was an assassin before I was a druid. You might need me more than you realise." She cocked her head to the side, silently daring him to challenge her. 
                          
Derek glanced over at Braeden almost as if seeking some support in his doubt, but Braeden was watching Ariana with a mildly impressed expression. Clearly realising that Ariana wasn't going anywhere, Derek let out a reluctant sigh, pulling his gaze to where Genevieve was hovering just behind Ariana, hands clasped carefully in front of her body anxiously. 
                          
"Does Satomi even know you're here, Genevieve?" Derek asked, raising one eyebrow as he stared down at her with his arms folded across his chest. 
                          
Genevieve hesitated, biting her lip as she recalled the conversation she'd had with Brett earlier. "She knows," she said simply, choosing not to add the fact that both Satomi and Brett had strongly recommended that she stay in Beacon Hills with them until the full moon had passed. She hated the idea of disappointing Satomi, someone she already looked up to, but she knew she was making the right decision. 
                          
Even more than that, she didn't like leaving Brett with the look of disappoint lingering in his eyes. Brett had warned her to be careful but there had something else, something at the tip of his tongue that he'd held back. Whatever it was, she just hoped he'd follow through when she returned. For now, she needed to focus on staying calm. Not exactly an easy task when she was only feet from Ariana right now, but she had to push aside the bad blood between them until Kira was safe. 
                          
"We'll need everyone that we can get," Peter interrupted the conversation smoothly as he stepped forward. "And considering Scott and Kira were taken the night before a full moon, we should probably get going."
                          
"What does that mean?" Malia asked, folding her arms across her chest as she jutted her chin forward suspiciously. 
                          
"If Kate took Scott back to the same temple that she took Derek, how do we know she's not planning to do the same thing to him?" Peter elaborated. 
                          
"What, she wants to make him younger?" Liam asked in confusion. Ariana turned to him, raising a curious eyebrow but he quickly shook his head to deflect her questions. Ariana definitely hadn't realised that was even a possibility but then again her version of reality was getting more warped very day so she couldn't say she was surprised. Still, it definitely showed how dangerous Kate really could be. 
                          
"Or take him back to when he wasn't a werewolf." Derek added, the dark frown deepening on his forehead. 
                          
"A werewolf can't steal a true Alpha's power. But maybe a Nagual jaguar, with the power of Tezcatlipoca behind her... Maybe she can. So, if everyone is sufficiently freaked out, I say we get going. La Iglesia is not exactly a short trip away." Peter finished with a small flourish, indicating towards the cars behind them all.