" dude, do you know
who that was ? "
" no . . . "
" that was derek hale ! "
𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 . . . katherine's life gets thrown into a whirlwind after she figures out that her best friends a werewolf. she's pulled into...
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𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑟 . 𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐦𝐛
Jackson Whittemore was the Kanima. He was the reptilian lizard creature that unsuccessfully tried to kill me and successfully killed several others. It was Jackson. Jackson Whittemore.
Following Derek's instructions, I took his car and sped home while Scott and him literally ran off after Jackson. On the whole ride home I tried to figure out where Jackson was off to now. Was this just a nightly thing where he turned into a lizard or whenever he felt the need to go kill another victim? Who was he after now? The way he ran off, he looked to be in a rush—as if he was on a mission. He had to be after someone. But who?
Who was Jackson angry at? There was always Lydia...but she had been in the house with us. He would have killed her right then and there. Jackson had tons of friends and tons of people that pissed him off. There was Scott. Scott pissed him off a lot. Like off the charts. But again, he was in the house with us. Then there was Derek who he last left on a bad note with. He would have attacked him at the house. It wasn't Derek. Well, there was...oh my God. I got it. Grabbing my phone, I scrolled through my contacts furiously. Why didn't I think of this any sooner? I remembered him telling me that Jackson had been acting weird with him. The phone began ringing after I pressed the call button. My foot began furiously tapping against the wooden floor and I began pacing. What if he didn't answer? His life was in serious danger.
"Hello?" He answered. Tons of people's voices were flooded in the background and I could hear a low hum of music.
"Danny!" I almost shouted. Don't scare him off, Kat. "Hey. Where are you?"
"Hey, Kat. I'm at Jungle. Why, what's up?" Jungle. Of course he was at Jungle. "Oh, never mind. It's good. I'll talk to you later, Danny."
"Uh, alright. Bye, Kat." He hung up. That couldn't have gone any more awkward.
Well, it looks like I'm going clubbing.
After changing into something more club appropriate and throwing a black hoodie over it, I hopped in the Camaro and texted Scott saying that I knew where Jackson was and the address to Jungle. I then proceeded to call Derek.
"What?" It sounded like he was running.
"Where are you?"
"Iron works." He huffed out a breath of air. I hung up the phone and took the next right towards the iron works. In no time I found Derek and sped up the car so it was right next to him. With the window rolled down I looked to him with a smirk.
