Malia suddenly woke up, noticing how Stiles, or whatever Devil had possessed him in that moment, had strapped her on a chair and knocked her out, her worry started to grow when she noticed how long had it been.

Ripping herself off the chair, Malia started to run out of the basement, she just wanted to leave that damned place, find somewhere she could feel safe, but she wouldn't leave Kisa behind, after all, even though coyotes hunted alone, they still lived in a family unit, and Kisa was the closest to that definition right now.

Family.

The werecoyote walked back and forth, hiding in the shadows whenever a doctor would pass by the hall, not long after, she felt the scent of the metallic substance.

Her eyes changed into those of a killer and she run as fast as her feet could take her, what if they had taken her again? What if Kisa was being tortured once more? Could she even survive another one of those idiotic methods?

As she run down the hallway, it seemed like the end was getting farther away with each step she took. Her heart was pounding heavily against her chest as the werecoyote tried for the first time to save someone.

Finally getting to the end of the hall, she took a turn and noticed the odor getting heavier, her eyes rapidly adjusted to the light and she saw multiple lifeless bodies on the ground, she almost felt bad for them.

Walking slowly towards their direction, the girl tried her best to not step on the blood that seemed to have painted the white floor, her eyes in alert, trying to spot the brunette beauty turned into a beast.

She had to be careful, she didn't know the extend of control they had whenever vampires were hunting, she knew by experience that she didn't have many, or any self control by that matter.

Finding Kisa feeding of someone that had been harshly slammed against the wall was a sight to behold.

Her fangs furiously ripping the doctor's neck as he screamed in pain, if you looked closer, you'd notice a sickening smile on her face, she was enjoying it.

The alarms suddenly went off, making Kisa hesitantly let go of the man, quickly pulling his heart out of his chest with a firm trust of her hand, and breaking Malia out of her daze.

"Come on, Kit! We have to leave now!" Malia suddenly shouted, bringing Kisa's attention to herself, while standing her hand out for the vampire to take.

The Bulgarian woman quickly appeared in front of her, taking Malia on her arms as she used her vampire speed to get the out of the Eichen house, with the werecoyote holding tightly on her neck with a bright smile on her face.

Kisa kept going until they couldn't hear the sirens anymore, stopping in the middle of the woods with a wicked smirk on her lips that were covered in blood, before she lowered the younger woman to the ground.

"Zdravei, Malia" The Petrova greeted with a fake bow, winking at the coyote with a grin, who quickly mirrored her expression while exclaiming "Kitty! You're really real!"

Kisa laughed softly at that, nodding her head with small smile, before raising her head towards the crescent moon, taking a deep breath.

"That I am... it's been a long time since I've seen the moon" The vampire murmured and Malia followed her gaze with a frown.

"Can you walk in the sun? It won't be long until the moon is down" Malia asked curiously, before she started to walk deeper in the woods to her old den, the only 'safe' place she knew.

"I have a magic trick!" Kisa teased, winging her ringed finger towards the girl who raised an amused eyebrow at her.

"Oh I'm sure you do, we need to find a place to stay... I was thinking about my old den, but Scott's pack knows where it is and I don't trust them" Malia suddenly hissed in annoyance.

"Fear not, my lady. We just need to find a house and let me talk to the owner" Kisa said calmly, humming quietly under her breath, with her arms crossed behind her back.

Malia knew better than to question the older woman, her eyes held more knowledge than anyone the werecoyote had ever seen and knowing that she was a vampire, Malia wondered just how old the woman really was.

The werecoyote kept observing her friend with curiosity, making a smirk rise on Kisa's face.

"Don't go falling for me already, beasty. Didn't work well for the previous ones" Malia's face turned a hot pink while she glared playfully at the vampire.

"I'm not, I was just curious..." Malia answered truthfully, making the brunette tilt her head to the side to look at her.

"Ask away"

"How old are you?"

"I have been 17 for 524 years"

"Holy shit! You're hot for a fossil"

"Oh my... what a charmer, beasty!"