《Goddess of the Moon (TEEN WOLF)》CHAPTER 7
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Isaac called Mr. Argent and told him about Deatons suspicion and hoped that maybe, he could find something about it in the bestiary.
"So, what do you know about the goddess of the moon?", Stiles asked with curiosity in his voice.
"Legends say that a goddess of the moon owns the power of the moon. As you know, werewolves are kind of bound by the moon. So a goddess of the moon has the power to control the werewolves, she can take their power away.", Peter said and still stood there with his arms crossed over his chest.
"You said, that she stems from werewolves. How can wolves have a successor that could be their biggest enemy?", Scott asked and looked at Deaton with confusion in his face.
"Well, according to the stories and legends, a god or goddess of the moon, is the first child in a pack, which is born without the wolf gene. The legends say that the child is so jealous and angry, that it usurps the moons power to steal the power of another wolf.", Deaton explained and Peter finally let his arms fall and tilted his head while looking at Scott with angry eyes.
"Well then, let's take three guesses who is responsible for Dereks disappearance.", he said and Scott took a step forward.
"You won't do anything until we know what really happened! I swear, if you will come near her..."
"Then what? Do you really think I will just sit there and risk that she will take my power? And instead of protecting her, you should start to worry about yourself because she probably won't hesitate to steal a true alphas power.", Peter said with a loud voice to which Scott turned into a wolf in one second and howled at Peter aggressively. Peter reacted as fast as he could and left the clinic. Scott turned back to human and sighed.
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"Great. Now there's not just an alpha after Selena but also psycho Hale himself.", Stiles muttered and sat on Deatons desk with a little jump.
"Text Lydia and tell them to come back here right now. Peter is probably ready to kill her.", Scott said and Stiles nodded, taking his phone out of his pocket to text Lydia. Just after he pressed the send button, Isaacs phone vibrated.
"Mr. Argent found something. Here.", Isaac said and gave his phone to Deaton who looked at the picture of the book.
"That's interesting...", he said and kept reading. Stiles tapped his fingers on the desk nervously and Scott looked at him with an annoyed look.
"The stories are not true. Gods of the moon are children who are born in the night of a lunar eclipse. They are servants of the nature, which means they do not exist to do bad, but to prevent it. They have the responsibility to take the power away of those, who use it for murder, pain and crimes. That's why they are also called Judge of the wolf power.", Deaton explained and reached for Isaac to give him his phone back.
"So, werewolves like Peter, Kali and Deucalion? If so, then gods of the moon make a damn bad job.", Stiles grumbled and still could not find any sense in everything they just found out.
"Well, Selena does not know that she is a goddess of the moon. If no god of the moon knows about their abilities, then it's not a surprise." Isaac was right with that but for Stiles, it still didn't make any sense at all. There were still so many pieces left so he could finally get the puzzle done.
"So, you tell me that the nature gives a baby the super power of the whole century and then don't tell them? Doesn't make them realize and use it? No changing at a full moon? That's nonsense. After all, a werewolf knows that he's a werewolf."
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"Well, why not. Jackson didn't know that he was a Kanima...", Scott said and again, Stiles thought that he was right.
"Because he killed humans. Selena is supposed to save lives and to create justice. Why should the nature give her those abilities and then hide it from her?" Stiles sighed and put his head in his hands. His head was spinning and hurt from all the thinking, the riddles and the lack of sleep, food and drinking. He felt tired, hungry and also a little irritated.
"Stiles is right. We are missing something here.", Deaton said and walked through the room nervously when suddenly, Stiles stomach grumbled.
"Anyone wants pizza?", he asked and jumped from the desk to stand back on his feet. Three pairs of hungry eyes turned to him which he took as a yes. Stiles searched for his keys while he left the clinic. Stiles looked at the sky and noticed that it already began to dawn. He played with his keys in his hands and let them fall to the ground when he suddenly stopped in his tracks. Someone was standing next to his jeep and supported himself with one arm.
"Derek!", Stiles called and started to run towards him.
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