《Sweet Child of Chaos》The voices
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Liam nodded sarcastically as he looked at Stiles with his arms crossed in front of his chest.
His baby blue eyes went to the bag full of chains which was open over the table, his anger rising just by looking at it.
The girl that answered was the same one from the picture on Kisa's phone and while he definitely didn't like being there, his body moved subconsciously closer to her, knowing that if Kisa trusted her so could he.
Her eyes turned unnatural blue as she uttered those words, showing him the werecoyote side of her which was tamed.
He wanted to know from Malia, but it was Scott who answered, and for some reason, that pissed him off even more.
Sure, Liam knew he had some behavioral problems, but he had to admit that tonight was worse than ever.
Malia snorted.
Stiles coughed down his laughter.
Scott glared disapprovingly at the duo before he looked in concern at his new Beta, who was now groaning as he placed both hands over his ears in discomfort.
Liam didn't even registered the words coming from the werecoyote, who was utterly annoyed by all the explanation they were making.
Lydia looked out of the window and saw multiple cars getting near her house, her eyes shutting and lips pursed in frustration.
Just as they thought things couldn't get worse, Liam started to lose control, his eyes shining yellow and claws crawling the floor as he roared loudly.
The banshee hissed as she saw the marks starting to form on the wood, making Kira and Scott run to him as they started to drag him to the basement.
Malia grabbed onto the table, her fingers turning white from the strength she was using, before her eyes turned a bright blue, making Stiles freak out as he quickly got the bag with the chains and started to lead her towards the basement as well.
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The strawberry blonde beauty questioned in horror as she noticed that she was going to be alone.
Biting her hand to suppress a scream, the ginger groaned and walked to the door.
A fake yet charming smile came to her face and she tilted her head, signing for them to get inside
The annoyance was clear on his tone as Derek waited, very impatiently, for Parrish to get the mute's IP.
"Derek" hearing his name, the male turned to Kisa, who was laying on the couch she had claimed for herself as she stared at the ceiling.
Giving him a side look, he could see the smirk playing on her lips as his face grew hot in anger.
Parrish smirked at this, clearing his throat to get their attention once he finally got what they were looking for.
Papa Stilinski questioned as he raises Kisa's feet which were laying on his lap, and walked closer to the young deputy.
Typing something on the keyboard, they watched with interest as the fingers of the robotic arm moved.
Derek asked as he looked at the hand with a frown.
Jumping from her seat, the Petrova went closer to the trio, her eyes quickly scanning the black screen as they continued to talk.
Walking towards the window with a frown while she bit down on her thumb, the brunette started to place everything together as the others watched her closely, waiting for an answer.
The vampire exclaimed with a smirk as she looked at him over her shoulder, receiving a growl from the brunette.
Her phone rang and she quickly answered once she saw it was Lydia, her sniffs making the brunette tense up as she wondered what had happened.
Kisa looked at Derek, who was hearing the conversation, making him give her a nod, showing that he would keep an eye on papa Stilinski before she answered the girl
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Chuckling softly at her, the sheriff nodded, sparing a glance at the sleeping dog, before Kisa left.
Opting to use her speed instead of a car, she was there in a few minutes, hearing the loud music blaring from the house as multiple teenagers kept entering and leaving the place.
Lydia was just by the door, clearly waiting for her as she hugged the brunette tightly, before inviting her inside.
Kisa followed Lydia upstairs, where she could see a white room. On the ground laid two cups with wine that had stained the carpet.
The brunette gave her a sympathetic look, ruffling her hair with a grin and Lydia felt her worries leaving her body.
The banshee nodded softly, cleaning her tears with the back of her hand when they noticed the silence inside the room.
the ginger mumbled quietly, her eyes looking around the room before her legs started to move on their own, taking her to the record player.
Seeing her dazed state, Kisa walked closer to her friend and followed her eyesight, carefully starting the record player as Lydia listened closely to it.
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