"No strings, right?" I pulled my shirt and pants off and layed back onto my bed.

"No strings, like we said," Stiles nodded and pulled his pants down off his legs, along with with shirt, throwing them somewhere in my room. I leaned up and unclipped my bra, throwing it on the floor.

"This is a one time thing." He gripped my underwear and pulled it down off my body.

"A one time thing that's happened four times," he laughed and grabbed my hands, pinning them above my head.

He leaned down to kiss me but I turned my head.

"No kissing," I looked him right in the eyes.

"Right," he winked.

"No feelings," I repeated our rules we established when we started this.. whatever this is.

"Do you still love me?" He asked me.

"No," Yes. "Do you still love me?"

"Nope." "Yes," Stiles thought.

"Good."

You can guess what happens after that. It was very hot and very sweaty.

I can see the look on your face right now. Don't give me that look. This is the last time it's going to happen, I swear. Stiles and I are broken up. For good. He doesn't love me anymore so this thing is just sexual.

"Are you excited for the lacrosse game tonight?" I asked him while I pulled off my sheets.

"I will if Coach put's me in the game," he shrugged while putting his shirt on.

"It's just a Charity event, it's not a big deal. If you want, I can make him put you in the game," I sent him a warm smile.

"No, it's okay. 100% of the proceeds go to the winning team so maybe I shouldn't even play. We'll just see how the night roles out," he picked up his stuff and slid on his shoes. "See you at school?"

"Yeah, see you later." After he left I put my sheets and blankets in the washer and took a shower myself.

***

"Mason said it's not just a transmitted frequency. It's high-powered. Like it has to be a really strong signal," Liam told us what Mason found out.

"And that's causing it to shift?" Lydia asked.

"No, I don't think it's just that. Last night Argent said that it's getting smarter. What if the Dread Doctors are trying to make the Beast grow faster?" I nod along with Scott's theory, thinking about it in my head. It makes sense.

"With frequencies?" Stiles furrows his eyebrows as he speaks.

"No, by shifting," Scott corrects. "The frequency is just a trigger. The important part is when it shifts into the werewolf."

"Like Peter," says Lydia.

"Right," Scott nods to her words. "When Peter was an Alpha, he got stronger every full moon. Eventually, the burns heals and he was back to normal."

Liam fidgeted in his seat as he figured something out, "So the Dread Doctors don't want to wait for the full moon."

Scott nods," They want the Beast to be as strong as possible, as fast as possible."

"Because of Parrish," I confirm.

"If this is happening tonight, what are we going to do?" Lydia asks, waiting for one of us to come up with a plan. I'm sure Stiles already has something in mind, considering he comes up with most of the plans.

"Uh, we've got one clue to go one." Stiles opens his backpack, taking out a picture as he places it in the middle of the table for all of us to see. "This came from the hospital." The picture or the only clue that could help us figure out who the beast is, was the bloody footprint from the hospital. "Whoever's lurking inside the beast is wearing a size 10 of indeterminate make."

"Indeterminate?"

"Means, its a partial print. Basically, it was all we were able to get considering all the fire, blood and carnage." I sigh and run my fingers through my hair stressfully. The only piece of evidence and it's not even the full print.

"And how many size 10's are out there?" I ask.

"Only one with Parrish's blood on the sole," Stiles answers.

"So, are we gonna try and get the game canceled?" Liam asks and Stiles shakes his head.

"No, no, we're going to play, but we're just going to hope really hard that it doesn't turn into a blood-soaked massacre."

"Okay, but, um... Aren't we kind of missing out on a chance to catch this thing?" Liam questions, looking at Scott who is currently standing up. "We don't have the 'who', but we have the 'where' and 'when'."

Scott looked back and forth between us, a look on his face as he was thinking about it. But then he gritted his teeth and shrugged off the thought. "There's too many people."

"And we still don't actually know if it's going to happen. It just might end up being a regular Lacrosse game. It's possible, right?" Lydia's tone sounded like she was trying to convince us, but the look on her face didn't even look like she's convinced herself.

"It's absolutely possible," Stiles said but he wasn't convinced either.

"So, we're still getting the game canceled?" Liam squints his eyes as he speaks, looking at Scott.

"We're getting the game canceled," Scott confirms and walks away from the table.

I picked up my backpack from the floor and threw it over my shoulder, running up to catch him, Stiles and Liam right behind me.

"And how are we going to do that?" I ask the three boys.

"I'll talk to my dad. He's the sheriff, he's got to have some power, right?" Stiles says.

"And if he doesn't? Then what?"

"We'll figure it out. Don't worry," Scott says.

How could I not worry?

***

"Mason, you know your part?" Scott leans next to a table in the classroom we are currently meeting in.

"Corey and I break into the Devenford Bus and search their shoes." Corey nods at Mason's statement.

Malia speaks up next, "I take out the TV vans."

"Right before the whistle, coach forfeits the game," Stiles says.

I can't help but stare at Stiles. He looks so good in his lacrosse jersey. I should be paying attention but I can't. I just want to-

"Brianna!" I shake my head and look around the room to see who said my name. My eyes lock on Scott who has a smirk on his face. He knew I was staring. Dammit...

"Brianna, you know your part?" Scott asks me.

"Yup. I'll be under the bleachers, looking at the bottoms of shoes." Fun!

"Just out of curiosity... What if it doesn't work? What if we have to go up against this thing? I mean, I hate to bring up bad memories but Scott's still healing from what Theo did to him," Malia makes a very good point.

"No, he's not," Kira tells Malia.

"She's right." I turn my attention to Scott as he lifts up his lacrosse jersey, showing us where the wound was. All of us were shocked to see the place with not even a scratch left.

"It happened the night we got Lydia out of Eichen House," he looks at us with a proud smile on his face. "I healed. When we were all together again, when we were a pack."

I clapped excitedly. "Wow. This is great! I think this deserves a group hug!"

I held out my arms but no one moved, they just stared at me with a weird look on their face.

"Okay, not the right time." I put my hands behind my back and shrugged. "Maybe some other time, I get it."

"The Beast doesn't have a pack," Liam states.

"Not like us," Scott agrees. "We can do this guys. No one dies tonight."

"I might," I say looking at the ground. I look up and they're staring at me again. "I mean, I usually do!"

I'm not wrong. I literally die on every mission we do. I think the last one I didn't die on was when we got Lydia.

"Stop staring at me. We have a lacrosse game to get canceled."

****

So coach didn't cancel the game. Something about never forfeiting a game and never going to.

So after about 10 minutes of the game going on and 10 minutes of being under the bleachers and looking at about 40 pairs of shoes, I came up with nothing and it was starting to piss me off. I got kicked in the face about 6 times and it did not feel good.

As I stand by the side of the bleachers I feel someone knock into my shoulder as they push pass me, I snap my head towards the person, ready to knock their teeth in, only to find that person being Kira.

I turn around confused, making eye contact with Scott who had the same look on his face. He nods toward Kira and I nod, knowing that he want's me to go after her.

I follow Kira as she bursts through the doors of the school, a lacrosse stick in one hand, and her jersey and helmet in the other.

"Kira, are you okay?" I ask her.

She stops walking, which makes me stop also.

She turns around, a sickly smile on her face as she eyes me up and down. She says something in Japanese, the only thing I understood was lamia, which I know wasn't Japanese.

She throws her jersey and helmet to the ground and hits me across the face with the lacrosse stick. I fall against the wall but I remain standing.

"You're not Kira," I grit my teeth angrily.

Her eyes glow orange and she smirks.

"Fine, if this is how you want to play it..." I allow my fangs to come out and my eyes shift before punching her across the face. "Game on."

She swung the lacrosse stick at me but I ducked. When I stood back up she pinned me to the wall with it. I gripped onto it the way she was and pushed her backwards against the other wall. I swung her around and threw her into the trophy case, breaking the glass.

"Come on, Kira, it's me Brianna. You need to fight the fox," I said to her.

She stood up, not looking any different. She lifted her foot up and kicked me in the stomach. She kicked me so hard I fell through the door into the boys locker room.

She closed the door behind her and cracked her neck. I got up from the ground and looked around. I found a lacrosse stick in a locker and I grabbed it, holding it out in front of me.

She pulled the top part off her hers and threw it to the ground. I used mine and swung it at her, she blocked it and hit me across the face. It didn't affect me, though I knew my nose was bleeding now. I swung under and she jumped over it and kicked me in the side.

I fell against the locker. She pushed her metal rod at me but I blocked it with mine. Her eyes glowed orange and I shifted once again, using all my strength and pushed her back.

She used her stick and broke mine right in half. My eyes widened and I stood there in shock. She lunged the stick towards me but I jumped away right in time for it to get stuck in the cage part of a locker.

She pulled it out and almost hit me in the face with it but I blocked it just in time, using both pieces of the broken lacrosse stick.

I trapped her stick in between mine, hitting it against a bench. She struggled to get it out of my grip and I thought I finally had an advantaged against her so I used the top one and hit her across the face.

She got back up to her feet and looked at both of my hands, then broke her stick in half also. She smiled at me and I rolled my eyes. I wasn't scared of her.

We both jumped at the same time, hitting our weapons against each other as we fought. I swung my leg to roundhouse kick her but she dodged and I fell to the ground, dropping both my weapons.

I backed up as she continued to fight me, I manged to get up on my feet as she slammed her weapons down. I stepped on them and got them out of her hand. I got a punch in before I grabbed both of her fists. She head-butted me, making my lip bust. I stumbled back into the coach's office, she tackled me over the desk and onto the floor. We both got up, holding onto each others shoulders. I had gained dominance as I pushed her all the way out of the locker room and back into the hallway.

She pushed my arms away and punched me so hard across the face blood spat out of my mouth and I fell onto my back.

Scott came out of no where and grabbed her arm before she could do anything else.

"Kira stop! What are you doing?" He said loudly. She grabbed him by his jersey and threw him over me and he landed into an open doorway of a classroom.

Scott got up onto his feet quickly as I backed away with my hands. He held out his hands as she walked towards us.

"Kira... Stop." Her eyes glowed orange. "Kira!"

She swung an arm out but he grabbed it, she did the other arm and he grabbed that one too. They both grunted as he pushed her into the classroom and back against a table.

I got up quickly and ran in after them.

The fox part of Kira glowed around her as she fought against Scott.

"Kira!" Scott growled loudly. And suddenly her eyes went back to normal and the fox disappeared.

"Finally," I muttered and spit blood out of my mouth and onto the floor. I wiped my mouth with my sleeve.

"Oh, my gosh," she whispered, looking at me. She looked at Scott in fear and asked, "What did I do?"

"I'm fine," I brought my hand up to my eye and winced. At the moment there was definitely a bruise but in a matter of minutes I know it would heal.

"You're bleeding, a lot," She shakes her head and begins to breath fast. "I'm so, so sorry, Brianna."

"Kira, I'm fine. I'll heal," I assure her. "It wasn't you."

All of the sudden, loud screams erupt into the school as the doors fly open. I step out of the classroom and look down the hall as people run down the halls with terrified looks on their faces.

There is a distant roaring as Scott grabs me and pulls me back into the classroom, closing the door behind us.

And right as the door closes, and extremely fast figure rushed pass the classroom. Even as it went by fast, I still recognize it from with I was at the military base with Malia and Braeden.

It's here.

"What... What was that?" Kira pants nervously.

Scott reaches for the handle of the door, opening it slowly. He steps out cautiously, me and Kira following him out.

I gasp and my hand flies in front of my mouth at the thing I see. A huge claw mark running across the wall and onto a classroom door.

"It's the Beast."