Here's chapter 7!

Edited 02/26/2017
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"Hold him down!" Scott.

"I'm trying to!" Me.

"You're not doing a very good job!" Stiles.

We got cut off as Liam growled in our faces. Even with Scott's and I's Alpha strength combined with Stiles human strength, we were having trouble keeping him under the shower.

"Okay, you calm yet?" Stiles asked.

In return, Liam roared even louder this time. I pushed him back with the help of the two boys. The water poured onto Liam like a waterfall.

"Okay, okay!" Liam yelled. He leaned foward out of the water, Scott, Stiles, and I still having a loose grip on him.

We eventually let go of Liam. He sunk down against the wall holding his head in his hands. Stiles shut the shower off.

"That car you smashed. I thought you said that was your teacher's" Scott exclaimed.

"He was also my coach. He benched me for the entire season" Liam said.

"What the hell did you do?" I asked bewildered.

"I got a couple of red cards" he said like it was nothing. I gawked at him. He must be shittin' me.

"Just a couple?" Stiles asked retorichally. I gave him a 'stop-talking' look. He sighed. Scott bended down, getting eye-level with his beta. I really felt bad for Liam.

"You gotta be honest with us. What else happened?" Scott asked him. Liam seem to have a mental fight with himself.

"Nothing!" I looked at Scott who looked to Stiles who looked at the both of us. We all looked back to Liam who was looking at the ground.

"I got kicked out of School. They sent me to a psychologist for evaluation" Liam told us.

"What did they call it?" Scott asks.

"Intermittent Explosive Disorder" he looked back up to us.

"I.E.D.? You're literally an I.E.D.?" I asked incredulously.

"That's great. Great, you gave your superpowers to a walking time-bomb" Stiles points at Scott sarcastically with a sarcastic smile and a wink. I rolled my eyes in amusement.

"Did they give you anything for it?" I ask.

"Risperdal. It's an antipsychotic"

"Oh, this just gets better" Stiles mutters.

"But I don't take it" Liam says.

"Obviously" Me and Stiles say together.

"I can't play lacrosse on it. It makes me too tired" he exclaims. I sigh and run my hand through my now wet hair.

"I think you should bail out of the game" Scott says.

"Tell Coach your leg is still hurting" I add. Scott looks back at me and nods in agreement.

"No, no!" Liam said standing up quickly. "I can do this. Especially if both of you are there" Liam said looking between Scott and I.

"But, Liam, it's not just about the game" Scott said.

"We think whoever killed Demarco might be on our team"

"Who's Demarco?" He asked.

"The one who brought the beer to the party" Stiles added in. "The guy who was beheaded. Remember?"

"We think the person who ordered the keg killed Demarco" Scott informed him.

Ordered the keg? I thought back to the night of the full moon. I hadn't realized their was a scent lingering there. The same scent the boy was giving of in the elevator.

"What, you know something?" Scott's voice brung me back to reality. How ironic.

"I don't know who ordered the keg. But I know who paid for it" Liam answered.

"Garret" I announced. They all looked at me. "The guy in the elevator, the guy who paid for it. It was Garret" I said.

*

I tied my shoes as I studied Garret. He was acting like a regular teenager but I could faintly smell some kind of herb on him. It didn't smell like wolves bane, so I couldn't just go up to him and claim he's a hunter.

"Are you ready?" Stiles asks.

"Yeah. Totally. Just imagining myself in a pool of blood on the field" I say sarcastically. Stiles phone starts ringing. He looks at it and starts running towards Scott, his gear in his hands.

"Dad, you're supposed to be here. Where the hell are you?" I hear him say.

"I'm leaving now" his father says from the other side of the phone. "And this conversation isn't getting me there any quicker"

I stop listening in and look at Scott and Kira. Kira's face still makes my blood boil. I never even talked to Scott about it. Scott is totally head over heels for her but he still makes me feel a certain way. Damn mate pull.

I hadn't realized I was thinking for so long until Coach started shouting at the team.

"Let's go! Let's go, come on!"

I start running onto the field when I stop to watch Scott and Coach.

"Hey, McCall, I said get your ass on the field" Coach told him.

"But, Coach, his legs still healing. I don't think he should play" Scott tried to reason with him which I found almost impossible to do.

"He said it's fine"

"As Captain, I'm suggesting Liam out the game" Scott tries again. This dumbass. Coach starts laughing in his face.

"And as, uh, President of the United States, I'm vetoing that suggestion" Coach says sarcastically.

"What if he gets hurt?" Scott asks. Just as he does that, I hear Brett yell out,

"Hey, Liam! Think fast!"

A ball fly's to Liam's face but just as it was about to hit him, he caught it in his hands effortlessly. My jaw dropped.

"Oh, he plays" Coach said. I watch in fascination as a whistle blows, Liam walking onto the field. Everybody else, including me, jogged onto the field. It's gonna be a long game.

*

I dodged the person trying to knock me over, trying to catch the person on the oppisite team. A player came out of no where and tackled me to the ground. I groaned and looked up to see the other team score. I got up, glaring at the player who hit me.

"Damn" I muttered. I started walking. Scott, Stiles, and unfortunately Kira walked up next to me. Kira looked at me fearfully but I 'kindly' ignored her.

"Why do I feel like this is going to end badly?" She asked.

"Because it usually does" Stiles glared at her. Is he siding with me? Is he mad at the mega-bitch?

"Kira, you keep an eye on Garrett. Ariana and I will watch out for Liam" Scott ordered. I nodded and we split ways. I did hear Stiles say what sounded something like,

"Yeah, I'm just gonna try to play lacrosse. All right"

I got into my position. Liam was a few feet away from me. A guy from the opposing team was not to far away from me.

"Another girl on the team? Seems like y'all short on people, huh?" He said. I squinted my eyes at him.

"No. I just happened to have bigger balls than most" I snapped. His eyes bulged and went to reply but the whistle blew signaling the round started.

I seen Brett run off with the ball but I was mostly focused on the guy who I was talking to. He was running straight towards me. Without a second thought, I bent down, him flipping over me. Some of the crowd started cheering because of Brett scoring a goal, and others "ohhh"ed because of the guy I flipped over.

"Not so cocky now, are ya?" I chuckled. In the distance I heard Coach screaming,

"That's my girl! That's how you block!"

I looked over to check on Liam, just in time to see him throwing off his helmet. I didn't wait another second to think about what he was gonna do.

I got there at the same time Scott did, holding Liam back from attacking the teens. I glanced sideways to see Garrett staring at us intently. We stared at eachother for a few seconds but I looked away as Scott started talking.

*

"You guys know that anabolic steroids are illegal in the United States?", I asked the person I was going against to get the ball, "No? No, okay. You wear a lot of facial hair for a teenager. You look like one of those Chia Pets" I chuckled.

It was enough to distract him, the whistle blowing, and me taking off with the ball. I looked around for an open player. Kira was the first one I saw so I passed it to her. She stared at her net where the ball was.

"Run Kira! Run, Kira, run you stupid bi-" I got cut off as someone tackled me to the ground. I groaned as I came to a stop.

I looked up at the person but my body froze as I saw what was in front of me. It was Brett looking straight at me. But he had glowing amber gold eyes. My eyes flashed their crimson red in retaliation.

The referee blew his whistle, making us snap back into reality. We hopped up onto our feet at the same time.

"Brett!" I called out. He shook his head at me warningly. He ran away to his team. Then I got to thinking.

I couldn't tell Brett was a werewolf earlier. I didn't even catch a scent. Unless, he's using a mask spray just like me. Or maybe he decided to do it the old fashion way and hide his scent.

I turned my attention back to the game. I noticed Kira sitting on the bench, Scott looking at her with adoration and sympathy. I felt a bile rise in my throat and jealousy take over. Damn mate pull.

*

I ducked under a stick that was aiming for my chest. I was running beside Liam when Brett and Garrett rammed into us. Liam flew over Brett while I toppled over Garrett. I rolled on the ground, hearing a slight crack in my hand.

A small yelp left my mouth. I took my glove off and found my pinky sticking in an odd direction. Making sure no one was looking, I snapped it back in place. I winced slightly.

I looked over at Liam to see Scott putting his arm back in place. I looked over at Brett who was screaming in pain. Two people picked him up and started carrying him away, him able not to walk.

A sound of a blade swishing caught my attention. My eyes snapped to Garrett who was looking to Scott then me. My eyes widened and I checked my body. No cuts or anything.

Coach called us all back in. I jogged over to my spot and got a drink of water. I started listening into Scott's and the others conversation.

"Lydia just broke another third of the list" Stiles announced. Please don't let me be on their.

"Am I on it?" Liam asked. Stiles shook his head.

"No but someone else is" he said.

My phone went off in my bag. I glanced at Coach to make sure he wasn't looking. I took it out to see I have a new text message.

Unknown:

-Was Liam the only beta on the field? Let's hope he was...

What is this? I looked at Liam to see he was perfectly fine. Another beta? Oh my god, Brett! My phone slipped out of my hand. I could feel my heart beat quicken.

I sprinted away from the field, ignoring Coach's profanities he was screaming at me. I pushed open the building doors. I took my gear off while running, leaving me in my black long sleeved tight active sweatshirt.

I slid across the floor trying to turn into a different hallway. Down the hall was a man on the ground. I ran to him and checked his pulse. It was very weak.

I slowly walked into the locker rooms finding another man on the ground. And next to him was Brett. His eyes were shut closed.

I took another step closer but stopped as Brett's eyes flew open. I failed to notice Violet, Garrett's girlfriend, sneak up behind me.

A thermo-cut wire wrapped around my neck. My hands flew just in time to block it from touching my neck.

"He said we shouldn't try", smoke started forming due to the wire burning my hands, "But now I've got you. I got an Alpha" she whispered in my ear.

That was it. I pulled the wire away from my throat with my right hand. I turned around to face her, a growl escaping my lips. I stared at her, my eyes burning red.

My hand flew up to her throat making her let go of the wire. I lifted her up off the ground. With one more growl, I threw her into the wall. She knocked out instantly and fell down to the ground with a big 'thud'.

I unwrappped the wire from around my neck and let it fall to the ground. Squeaky shoe noises caught my attention. Scott and Stiles came running into the locker rooms. They looked around noticing all the unconscious people. Then they stared at Violet.

"I always knew she was a bitch" I told them with a smirk.

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Well, there you have it folks. Chapter seven! This was my fourth time writing it. It kept deleting half of the chapter every time I re-opened it. I hope you like it.

Now, I wouldn't mind reading some suggestions about how Ariana should tell Scott about the whole MATE thing

And please share my story! I would really appreciate it.