That scream was a force to be reckoned with and it never ceased to hurt. Scott's pace slows as he stumbles, hands going to cover his ears for a moment as he tries to get his bearings. He has to keep moving, has to get to Lydia but that scream was making it harder than he anticipated.

The alpha focuses and takes a slow breath, eyes clenched shut the entire time before snapping open.

He had to find her.

The werewolf takes off again despite the pounding in his head, senses leading him straight towards the source of the scream. He skids along the leaf littered ground, panting heavily as he rests his hands on his knees, features slowly returning to normal as he looks up at his friend.

"Lydia..."