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Nabina Rai has had an overall difficult life growing up. She got sick at a young age but got better, and then her dad died so Nabina and her mother moved all the way from London to Beacon Hills, California. Now, at sixteen years old...
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Chapter Six 🦎 Frenemy 🦎
Stiles walked up to Scott, who was peaking around the corner of a nightclub. "You see where he went?" Stiles asked and Scott sighed and shook his head, "I lost him." He said. "What? You couldn't catch his scent?" Stiles asked and Scott looked at him, "I don't think he has one."
"All right, any clue where he's going?" Stiles asked, "To kill someone." Scott said and Stiles nodded slightly. "Ah. That explains the claws, and the fangs, and all that. Good. Makes perfect sense now." Stiles said sarcastically, making Scott give him a pointed look, "What? Scott, come on. I'm one hundred and forty-seven pounds of pale skin and fragile bone- sarcasm is my only defense!" He said and Scott sighed.
"Just help me find it."
"Not "it"- Jackson."
"Yeah, I know. I-I know"
"All right, but does he know that? Did anybody else see him back at your house?" Stiles asked and Scott sighed and shook his head, "I don't think so. And he already passed Derek's test anyway." Scott said. "Yeah, but that's just the thing- how did he pass the test?" Stiles asked and Scott just shook his head, "I don't know."
