Mia burst into the young werewolf's room, at a time much later than midnight.

The young she wolf had questions, many questions, and was seeking answers.

Knox grumbled and went back to sleep.

Mia demanded, her stubborn nature taking over as her need for answers intensified.

Knox queried in shock, wondering how on Earth must Mia have entered his house.

Mia replied, briefly checking out her nails in a manner of boredom.

Knox spoke, shoving his head under the pillow so as to block out the noise of Mia's demands.

Mia explained and Knox, out of his sleepiness now, realised the truth in Mia's words and felt guilt for thinking sleep was worth more than searching for his beloved sister.

Knox looked taken aback at Mia's mean version of the knock knock joke, with Knox not being the butt of the joke, but rather the entire joke itself.

He questioned, squaring up his shoulders to make himself look tougher but dropping them once Mia pinched the bridge of her nose in impatience.

Knox hit back at Mia, who scowled in return.

Mia paused to let Knox sunk in her rushed summary of some human children's movie, when he nodded she continued.

Mia stopped to take a breather and continued once she had sufficient air to live and speak.

Mia once again stopped to take a breather, having said much of her clues all in once and consequently running out of breath.

Finished Mia.

Mia replied to the confused young were-teen.

Knox nodded in response and ran off to his parents room to sneakily get their letter, not before passing his own one to Mia.

Mia read Knox's letter and was now entirely convinced that the letters weren't written by Ariana.

Hey Knox,

Where do I start, you annoying piece of shît? Well let's start with the double standards. You're always allowed to do what you want and I can barely step out of the house without explaining in detail what it is that I need to do. You can always have friends over and here I was stuck with Mia all these years because Mum and Dad knew everything about her. There's so much I could write but if I started writing it all- I'd never finish. So that's why I'm doing you a favour by stopping here.

Bye bîtch.

As much as Ariana would sometimes complain about Knox having it easy, she would NEVER say stuff like this. To her, Knox was practically her own child, having seen him as a baby and having played a huge role in his upbringing. Ariana would always joke about how Knox should give her a Mother's Day gift too, because she's 'practically raised him'.

Knox whispered.

Whisper shouted an exasperated Knox who had scoured his parents' room in search for the letter, as silently as he could, only for it to not be there.

Was the response of Mia, deep in her thoughts about what to do next.

To be fair, they didn't really need to see the letter wrote to her parents because since they were somehow calm, it probably meant Ariana wrote that letter. If they weren't calm, which they aren't, then that would mean Ariana didn't write the letter. It was a no-brainer.

The most the two could do right now was to chase after Brett and Matt and try and see what they know. Mia had a friend in security who could let them go through the surveillance cameras, they could try and pick up the time frame of Ari's journey and use that to help understand how exactly she left.

As a now happier Mia explained her plans to Knox, their troubles seemed solved- even if it was just for a second. But a while away and a few hours ago, in the confines of the eery clearing, something bad had happened. Bad enough to shake the entire town if they found out.