Chương 57: Who’s The Alpha?

School hours passed by quickly, and night settled in the sky. Derek was waiting by Stiles' jeep. Hearing someone getting closer, he looked over. It was Stiles. Derek frowned when he saw that he was alone.

"Where's Scott?" Stiles could only give an awkward laugh.

"He got called by the coach to play tonight." Derek glared at him for a moment, then changed the subject.

"Then what about Lucas? Don't tell me he plays lacrosse too!"

"No, I just left him a message. He should be here any minute." Derek nodded, then leaned on the car and closed his eyes. On the lacrosse field, Lucas was now in the spectator seats with Allison and her family. Now he was acting as a shield between them. She didn't speak that much with them, especially with Kate. While looking at the game, he felt someone watching him. When he glanced over, it was Scott and Jackson. He raised an eyebrow as he focused on their conversation.

When he heard what they were talking about, Lucas glanced at the Argents.

'This guy, Jackson, doesn't know his limits.' He then glanced at Scott, who constantly let Jackson push him around. Lucas then felt his phone vibrating. When he looked over, it was a text from Stiles, telling him to meet up in the parking lot.

"Everything okay?" Seeing him glancing at the phone, Allison asked worriedly.

"Nothing to worry about. It's just Stiles asking to meet up. I don't know if I can make it back in time, so you should leave with your dad." Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings. Allison nodded reluctantly. She didn't know how to face her family yet. He then gave her a kiss on the cheek and left. Kate, on the other hand, gestured towards Scott and Jackson, looking especially at the scar on Jackson's neck.

"Could a werewolf transform from just a scratch?" Looking in the direction she pointed, Chris observed closely. When he saw the scar, he became visibly interested.

"If the wound is deep enough, in theory it should work." Both glanced at each other, then Kate murmured something.

"Could he be…?" •••• Lucas arrived at the parking lot at a leisurely pace. He observed Stiles pacing around his jeep and Derek leaning on the car, pretending to be cool.

"So what was so urgent that you had me come here?" His voice startled Stiles for a second, then his eyes lit up.

"Lucas!" Lucas glanced at him, waiting for the answer. Stiles looked over at Derek, then began explaining his purpose.

"We wanted to ask if you knew who the Alpha was, or at least had a clue that may lead us to him."

"And if you find him… what are you going to do?" He observed both of their reactions. Stiles scratched his head awkwardly, while Derek responded without hesitation.

"I'll kill him!" His eyes were unwavering, as if he really meant it.

"And how are you going to do that? Make Stiles tell the Alpha some jokes and bore him to death?" Lucas could only reply sarcastically to his so-called determination. As if he didn't get the sarcasm, Derek spoke again.

"No, by ripping his throat out with my claws."

"Fine, then I'll take you to him." When he said that, both of them froze.

"Wait, you know where the Alpha is?!" Stiles looked at him with his eyes wide open.

"Yes, since you insist, I will take you to him." Stiles grumbled slightly, wanting to tell him that he didn't really want to see the Alpha, but he stayed quiet.

"Good! Take us to him!" Hearing this, Derek responded excitedly, finally showing some emotions on his cold face.

"Wait for me here for 10 minutes. I'll grab my gear and come back." Watching him get into his car and leave, Stiles turned towards Derek and asked expectantly:"You don't think my jokes are really that boring, do you?" Derek rolled his eyes in frustration, then turned his back on Stiles. Before 10 minutes could pass, Lucas got back. When he stepped out of the car, his attire made Stiles exclaim in shock.

"Dude! Are you a ninja?!" Lucas was dressed all in black, his key vitals protected by a layer of bulletproof vest, making his figure look a little bulky. Fixed on his back was a spear, and a gun was strapped to each of his legs. Stiles' eyes sparkled when he saw the guns.

"Can I have one?!" Lucas followed the direction of his eyes, then responded with only one word:"No!"

"Why not?!" Lucas ignored his pleading, then turned his head towards Derek.

"Stiles will come with me. You follow my car." Derek just gave a brief nod, then went to his car. Lucas did the same, with Stiles behind him, who was still thinking about his guns.