We started an investigation, bringing in every available man to find the killers. But we weren't the only ones looking. Someone else wanted to know who had done this. Someone who wanted to find the killers more than we did. Someone angry... very angry. He came in broad daylight. Attacking in silence. They said he moved with impossible speed. His teeth as sharp as razors. He stood more than eight feet tall.
Eight feet!
Small towns, big superstitions.
What happened next?
It came at them with incredible strength. And what happened then, was desumano. They said his eyes glowed.
Blue?
You've seen them?
Up close.
So you believe it, too? You believe in werewolves?
I believe, in Derek Hale.




