The secret of the Alpha Pack didn't stay secret for much longer. Derek painted one side of the door and that caught Scott's attention. Reyna told him to paint both sides so the others would not get suspicious, but of course, her father did not listen to her.

Scott removed the paint from the door, revealing the symbol of the Alpha Pack forcing Derek to inform him and Stiles about the situation. He kept the information that the Alpha Pack might be interested in Reyna. That was his thing to deal with.

The next day, Reyna, Derek, and Isaac were waiting for someone they didn't like. Not everyone is a big fan of Peter Hale. He is a manipulative person. As a baby, Reyna was not a fan of him. She would cry every time he would hold her and she would scramble away from him any time he was near her. Her sister would keep away from him all the time. The two of them despise Peter.

The sound of Isaac's footsteps as he walks back and forth from one end of the window to the other makes Reyna want to break his legs off. She was reading a book on the history of heretics, but his walking back and forth was irritating her. "I swear, Isaac, if you keep on doing that, you won't have legs anymore." Reyna threatened.

Because of her attending a normal school instead of a paranormal one, Reyna was forced to learn the history of her world and among other things. She would get private training from a witch that her parents trusted. Valeria helped her when she could. Nova had to do the same thing. She stopped when she started to go to university. Reyna is in her last year, learning what she has to learn. Derek and Valeria didn't want their kids to go to a school full of supernaturals. They wanted to keep them away from all that and try to keep their lives as normal as possible.

"You know, I'm starting not to like this idea," Isaac states as he clenches and unclenches his fists as he paces the entire length of the window. Reyna and Derek aren't big fans of this plan either but it is the only option they have. "Sounds kinda dangerous." He pauses before turning the other way. "You know what? I definitely don't like this idea and I definitely don't like him."

Derek, who was reading some random book, finally said something after being quiet for some time. "You'll be fine." Isaac faced the window, looking out before turning sideways. "Does it have to be him?" Derek states that his uncle knows how to do it while he doesn't. Isaac suggests that Reyna can do it instead of having Peter do it. Her method will probably be less painful. "No."

Isaac walks over to the table. "You know Scott doesn't trust him, right?" He placed his fingers on one of the books that Derek had placed. "You know, personally, I'd — well, I'd trust Scott."

Derek glances up from the book he was reading. "Do you trust me?" He hesitates before saying yes. "I still don't like him."

"Nobody likes him," Derek replies.

Not even uttering his name had summoned him. The sound of the doors sliding open made Reyna look up from her grimoire. Just him being in the loft for a few seconds changed her mood. She wishes that he had stayed dead. One less annoying person she would have to deal with. Peter, standing in front of the open door just wanted to make Reyna kill him. His whole aura just screamed cocky. He walks down the steps toward the three of them.

"Guys, F.Y.I., yes, coming back from the dead has left my abilities somewhat impaired but the hearing still works. So, I hope you're comfortable saying whatever it is you're feeling straight to my face."

"We don't like you." With a blank expression, Derek slams the book shut and throws it on the table, making his daughter flinch at the loud sound. "Now shut up and help us."

Peter blinks in surprise before returning to his normal look. "Fair enough." He flicks out his left hand for his claws. Reyna watches her great uncle with an intense look. She is gonna keep a close eye on him while he does his thing on Isaac. His eyes flicker to his youngest niece. "I'm not gonna hurt your little friend if that's what you're worried about."

Reyna rolls her eyes. Like she would believe his words, he had lied and tricked people she knew since coming back to Beacon Hills plus she wouldn't say that Isaac is her friend, more like an acquaintance, since he is a part of her father's pack. Derek gets up from the chair that he was sitting in and places it a couple of feet away from him and his daughter. Isaac hesitantly moves from his spot and takes a seat on the chair. Reyna doesn't have to be a werewolf to smell the fear of him. It was pretty obvious.

Peter placed his jacket on the sofa. "Relax. I'll get more out of you if you're calm." That does not help calm his nerves, but makes him more nervous than before. "How do you know how to do this again?"

"It's an ancient ritual used mostly by Alphas since it's a skill that requires quite a bit of practice," Peter answers as he slowly places his claws on Isaac's neck where they need to be. "One slip, and you could paralyze someone. Or kill them." Whatever comes out of his mouth is not helping Isaac calm himself at all. Peter is the worst person to be doing this to him. Reyna should've done it her way, so this wouldn't have to happen.

"You — You've had a lot of practice, though, right?" Isaac stammers. Peter answers by saying that he has never paralyzed anyone. "Not helping at all," Reyna calls out.

"Wait, does that mean that you —" Isaac gets cut off when Peter inserts his claws into his neck, allowing him to gain access to his memories. He places his hands on his arms once it happens. Reyna and Derek watch the whole process go hoping nothing bad happens. Isaac struggles in his grasp. He obviously does not like this at all. Derek stands up to stop the whole thing. "Wait, I see them."

After a minute or so, Peter removes his claws and stumbles onto the table. Isaac hunches over, adjusting himself. Reyna was about to get up, but her father placed his arm in front of her. "What'd you see?" Derek asked.

"It was confusing." Peter clenches his fist as he recalls what he saw. "Um, Im — Images. Vague Shapes." Isaac did find Erica and Boyd but there was a problem. Peter saw Deucalion. He is gonna kill Erica and Boyd by the next full moon, which is tomorrow night.

After that, Reyna was sent to school, and it seemed to go on forever for her. With Erica and Boyd's lives on the line, she wants to find a way to save them before it is too late. Every class she had before lunch was just going super slow. It was hard to pay attention to what her teachers were saying when her mind was on something else.

She was in the library with her computer open. Reyna was writing her college essay for NYU. As she was doing that, a chill went down her spine. Turning around, she saw the Alpha twins. Reyna got up from her seat and exited the library. She did not want to be near Ethan and Aiden Steiner at all.

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There was another way to get more information out of Isaac's head. A method that Dr. Alan Deaton is going to use. Reyna, Scott, Stiles, and Derek were at the animal clinic. Two out of the five of them were opening bags of ice and dumping them into a metal tub that was filled with water. Reyna was sitting in a chair, looking at the floor.

Deaton and Isaac walk into the room. "Obviously, it's not going to be... comfortable, but if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state." Isaac compares it to being hypnotized as he walks forward, his eyes glued to the tub filled with ice floating on top.

"Exactly," Deaton confirms. "You'll be half transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind." Isaac bends his knees to be closer to the metal tub. He wasn't wearing shoes or socks, so the floor was cool on his feet. "Are you sure this is safe?" Melinoe asked. She didn't care for Isaac but she was just curious. Deaton isn't sure how to answer that question, so she takes that as a no.

"How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Scott asked with his eyebrows furrowed. The answer was not a good one. Isaac's heart rate needs to be very slow to the point that he is nearly dead. He lowers his hand to the water but immediately pulls back due to its freezing temperature. Reyna looks up from the floor at the sound of a rubber glove snapping against the skin. Everyone turned their heads to Stiles's direction who looked at them. "What?" He asked.

Reyna snapped her fingers making the rubber glove disappear from his hand causing him to huff in frustration. Isaac takes up and takes a deep breath, preparing himself. "Look, if it feels too risky, you don't have to do this," Derek says. Scott nods his head in agreement. Isaac takes off his long-sleeved grey shirt leaving him just with his jeans. Melinoe wiggles her eyebrows at Reyna, who shakes her head with a smile.

Isaac chucks the shirt on the floor before stepping into the bath full of freezing water. Reyna cringes at him having his jeans soaked. That is not comfortable at all. Once he puts most of his body in, Isaac grips the tub. The freezing temperature was not easy to get used to. Reyna stood up from her seat to do her part. She used her magic to make handcuffs out of the water to keep him in the silver tub.

Scott and Derek each place one hand on Isaac's shoulder and push him under then let him go, leaving Reyna to do the rest. He didn't stay under for long. Instantly, he went above the water with his canines out, his eyes glowing. Reyna was struggling to keep Isaac under. "I could use some help!" She yelled. Her father and Scott went back and pushed him back.

Isaac kept on moving around and that caused him to splash out some water. Reyna, Derek, and Scott are trying their best to keep him under. Soon enough Isaac stopped thrashing around and went half unconscious. Now Deaton can do his thing.

Reyna made the handcuffs turn back into water when Isaac calmed down. He slowly floated back to the top. "Now, remember only I talk to him. Too many voices will confuse him and draw him out." Deaton informs them. All of them nod their heads, understanding what he said. He leans forward. "Isaac? Can you hear me?"

"Yes. I can hear you." He replies.

"This is Dr. Deaton. I'd like to ask you a few questions. Is that all right?" Isaac replies with a yes. Deaton began his questioning about the night he found Erica and Boyd. The questioning was going slightly smoothly until it wasn't. Erica, Boyd, and another person were in a bank vault at Beacon Hills First National Bank but Isaac found a body when he was thrown into a room. Erica's body.

Derek didn't believe that Erica was dead. He wanted to get them out of the bank. It isn't smart to go storming into a bank. He would have to be smart about getting Erica and Boyd out of the bank vault. "We need a plan," Scott said.

"How are we gonna come up with a plan to break into a bank vault in less than twenty four hours?" Derek sarcastically asked. Stiles who was already looking at his phone, told them that someone had already done so before.

"Beacon Hill's First National closes its doors three months after vault robbery." He reads the title of a news article out loud. "Doesn't say here how it was robbed but probably won't take long to find out."

"How long?"

"It's the internet, Derek," Stiles smirked. Derek looked at him with a blank face. He wants an answer. "Okay, minutes."

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It did not take minutes. Trying to find out how the robbers broke into the bank was extremely difficult. Reyna, Scott, and Stiles spent hours at the Stilinski house looking for any type of information, but nothing came off. After Noah wakes them up for school, Stiles notices his father in a picture where he is arresting someone. The title was enough for Stiles to get up and catch his father before he left. Noah knows how the robbers broke in.

The three of them were at the loft. Stiles slams a map of the bank onto the table. He uses multiple sheets of sheet paper and Reyna's desk lamp to show them the whole picture. Reyna leaned over and placed one hand on her cheek so she could see everything. Her adidas bomber jacket creates small sounds with every small movement she makes.

As Stiles was explaining how the break-in at the bank happened, Scott was half listening to him. The other half of his attention was on Reyna. After sixteen years of being in love with her, he still hasn't made a move on her. He was hoping to ask her out before the year ends but it might not happen with new problems appearing.

She sure looks pretty just standing there.

"Okay. You see this?" Stiles taps the word "vent" with the cap of his red sharpie. "This is how they got in. It's a rooftop air conditioning vent. Leads down inside into the wall of the vault, which is here." He takes off the cap and circles where the word "vault" is. "Okay? One of the robbers was lowered into this shaft. Now, that space is so small, it took him about twelve hours to drill into that wall, which is stone by the way. Then, throughout the rest of the night, they siphoned the cash up to the guys back on the roof through that one little shaft in the wall. Boom."

"Can we fit in there?" Scott questioned.

"Yes, we can, but very, very barely," Stiles answered. He puts the cap back on his sharpie. "And they also patched the wall, obviously, so we're gonna need a drill of some kind or something that can break the wall. I was thinking Reyna has something in her room or something."

Said person whipped her head in his direction. "What makes you think I have something like that?" She removes her arm from the table and faces Stiles.

"Because you make and tinker things, so you must have something that can break the wall."

"That doesn't mean I have what you need, Stiles." He stares at Reyna before continuing the conversation. "Since that is out of the question, I'm thinking maybe a diamond bit —" Derek shuts down Stiles's idea about the drill.

"Sorry?"

Stiles changes his direction to Derek's. His expression is now confused. "If I go in first, how much space do I have?" That put some kind of idea of what he might do in his mind. A stupid one.

Stiles rotates his head to the others before looking back at Derek. "What do you — What do you think you're gonna do, Derek? You gonna punch through the wall?" Reyna stands up straight and crosses her arms. This will be interesting.

Her father does the same movement as his daughter. "Yes, Stiles, I'm gonna punch through the wall." Sarcasm is clear in his voice but Stiles doesn't catch it. "Okay, okay, big guy. Let's see it. Let's see that fist. Big, old fist. Make it, come on. Get it out there. Don't be scared. Big Bad Wolf, yeah." He challenged. Derek reluctantly made a fist and raised it. "Okay, see this?" Stiles raised his hand flat close to his fist to demonstrate a wall. "That's maybe three inches of room to gather enough force to punch through solid co —"

Derek punches his hand hard without warning, making him topple backward and slam his hand on the table. Reyna covers her mouth as she laughs at her friend's pain. Scott can hear it and smiles a little. Her laughter is like music to his ears. Stiles walks away from them, cradling his injured hand. "Ah. Ah! He could do it."

"I'll get through the wall," Derek confirms. Stiles whimpers in pain from the middle of the room. That is followed by Morpheus meowing. "Who's following me down?' He knows Reyna will come even if he says no, so she obviously will come. His eyes shift to Peter who barely says a word from his spot on the spiral staircase.

"Don't look at me. I'm not up to fighting speed yet, and honestly, with Isaac out of commission, you're not looking at very good odds for yourself. I doubt having your daughter with you will raise your chances." Reyna grabs the sharpie on the table and throws it at her great uncle, who easily catches it.

"So I'm just supposed to just let them die?"

"One of them is already dead."

"We don't know that." Derek counters.

"Do I have to remind you what we're up against here?" Peter questioned. "A pack of Alphas. All of them, killers. And if that's not scare your testicles back into your stomach, try to remember that two of them combine bodies to form one giant Alpha." He pauses before continuing, twirling the sharpie. "I'm sure Erica and Boyd were sweet kids. They're gonna be missed."

"Could someone kill him again, please?" Stiles begs. Reyna suggests that she could do it. A simple spell could get rid of him for good. Peter being here was not helpful at all. He has barely done anything useful since coming back from the dead.

He turns his head to his nephew. "Derek, seriously? Not worth the risk." Peter drops the sharpie on the ground and then crosses his arms.

"What about you?" Derek turns his head, asking Scott. Stiles thinks he was asking him, so he agrees to go. "Not you."

Scott weighs the odds they have. "I don't know about Erica, but if Boy's still alive, we have to do something. We have to try."

"But?"

"Who's the other girl? The one locked in there with Boyd?"

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