"Lucas?" Stiles was stunned when he saw who it was, but then his tense body relaxed, so did Scott.
The only one who was still sweating internally was Theo, but he tried to hide it and smiled at Lucas as if he was just a neighborhood friend.
Lucas’s eyes quivered slightly, and his expression had a sense of daze to it, then he finally gazed at them.
Just as he was about to speak, Theo walked in front of him and reached out with his hand. "I heard so many great things about you, in fact, you’re the reason I’m here."
There was a silence between them, and even though Lucas didn’t reach out to shake his hand, Theo smiled unbothered by this.
When his eyes happened to look lower, he spotted a wound on Lucas’s hand, and a glint of joy flashed in his eyes before quickly suppressing it.
Unfortunately for him, Lucas had an eye for people with malicious intent, and Theo was one of the most despicable men he met. "I have to admit...you have balls."
"Sorry..?" Theo gave him a confused look, and Scott and Stiles, who walked closer to them, were even more confused.
At least Scott, that is. For Stiles, it wasn’t that hard to understand the implications in Lucas’s words. He was now even more certain that there was a problem with Theo.
Lucas took a deep breath, trying to control himself from ripping Theo’s head off. "I’m giving you one more chance to talk, why are you here?"
"I want to become part of your pack!" Theo responded with a resolute expression, as if this was a great honor for him.
Lucas’ eyes turned silver, which startled them, then they became crimson. "You’re after this, right? But I’ve got to disappoint you...you can’t get it even if you kill me."
Theo took a step back, his hands trembled as he realized that Lucas knew something, but he still tried to put a harmless smile on his face. "I don’t know-"
"RIP!"
Blood splattered in the air and on Theo’s face as he watched in horror, his own arm flying in the air.
"Aghhhh!"
When the shock passed, the pain immediately took effect, and Theo fell to his knees, grabbing his shoulder as the blood kept pouring out.
All of this happened so fast that Scott and Stiles only now registered what Lucas did. Stiles felt like vomiting from this gruesome scene, the worst part was the blood that flew on his face.
Scott’s body froze in place as the pressure that Lucas gave now was suffocating, it was like he would rip his head apart.
Lucas walked in front of Theo and waved the blood from his claws onto the floor. "What? Trying to change the fact that you’re a failed experiment?"
"How?!" Theo gazed up in horror, and his body trembled only at the sound of the words "failed experiment."
"It doesn’t matter...today you will die, and soon the Dread Doctors will join you." Lucas’s eyes dropped low, but even then, their gaze didn’t connect, as if his mere existence was too lowly for Lucas to look at him.
He then raised his claw high, and just as he was about to finish him, a hero came to the rescue.
"No! Lucas, stop!" Scott finally found the courage to move and shouted at him, his eyes also turned red as if showing Lucas that he too was now an Alpha.
Lucas’s hand froze, then he glanced at Scott and immediately noticed his eyes. "It seems that Deaton has finally gotten what he wanted."
"W-what?" Scott was flabbergasted as he had no idea what he meant.
"Why should I spare his life?" Lucas had no emotion when he spoke, unfortunately, Scott still failed to notice how unstable Lucas was now.
Scott took a deep breath, and a firm expression appeared on his face. "We don’t kill people, we can hand him to the police if he did something wrong."
"We?" Lucas muttered to himself in wonder, unfortunately, for Scott, his talk-no-jutsu wasn’t high enough.
While they were talking, Theo knew he had to do something, or else he would die.
Then he tried to move his legs to get ready to run, but his expression froze as the only thing that he could move was his head.
"Disappointed?" Lucas’s voice reached his ears, and he looked up and saw the disdain in his eyes.
Lucas then raised his hand again, slower this time as if wanting to show Scott the murder more clearly.
"No!" Scott’s face crumbled, and he lunged forward, trying to go in front of Theo. Stiles tried to grab him and stop him, but he managed to rip only a piece of his shirt.