𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙿𝚂𝙴 𝙱𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙴 ➪ 𝗣.𝗛.

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜

"What the hell is happening to this kid?" Stiles asked. "He was poisoned by a rare wolfsbane."

"I need to make an incision and you need to hold him as still as possible." Deaton said.

Stiles glanced at Derek.

"Hey Derek, how about a little werewolf strength?"

"I'm not the only one here with werewolf strength."

"If you can't hold him still, the incision might kill him." Deaton warned. "Can I just-"

"No! You could kill him with your arm."

I huffed and crossed my arms in annoyance.

"He's slipping! I don't think I can hold him!"

Brett pushes Stiles, Derek, and Deaton away and hops off the table.

Before he could get far, I grab his arm and Peter clocks him in the face. Peter looks at me with his glowing blue eyes before looking at everyone else and blinks.

"I guess I still have a little bit of werewolf strength myself." He says.

I grabbed his hand and interlaced our fingers.

"Yeah, maybe more than a little." Derek said.

Peter just smirks and Derek looks at a long scratch on his forearm.

"Hey Doc, I don't think he's breathing."

•

"I still don't understand why I have to be here." I said, standing next to Parrish. "Just listen."

"It's a hit list, so what? Am I on it?"

"Yes and no." Lydia said.

I read the paper and froze.

Zara Moumen-Hale   250
Itzel Flores 230

"What..." I whispered as I started to back away into a corner. "Zara?"

"Just flip it over." I said, trying to control my breathing. I messed with my normal hand to distract myself.

Jordan flipped the paper over and looked even more confused.

Jordan Parrish  5

"Okay, that's kinda terrifying. What's the number?"

"That's how much you're worth." Lydia said.

"I'm worth five dollars?!"

"Five million." Stiles corrected.

"I only make forty thousand a year! Maybe I should kill myself." Jordan whispered.

"I don't get it, why am I on this?"

"Yeah." I added. The three looked over at me.

"I'd like to know as well."

"That might be a question for another day, there's still another third of the list we gotta crack."

"We need a third cypher key, but we need help getting it."

"From who?"

"Meredith."

"The girl from Eichen? The last time you saw her you almost gave her a nervous breakdown."

"Uh, almost." Lydia said as Parrish held the door open for her and Stiles.

Jordan shook his head and glanced at the open door.

•

At Eichen house, the four of us stood patiently while an orderly fumbled with his keys.

"Oh no, not this guy."