"I'm not a werewolf, just a human" Stiles half lied.
"So how did you find out?" Matt wondered, thinking maybe Stiles was like him, with his friends keeping secrets from him, must be hard but to his surprise Stiles smirked a little as he said "Oh I was on it from almost the start. I was the one who figured out what was wrong with my best friend when he started to become a werewolf"
"Who'd he kill?" Damon wondered.
Stiles frowned at him "What? No one…?"
"Listen kid, to turn him into a werewolf he had to have killed someone, thats how it works" Damon said frustrated.
"No it doesn't, he was bitten. A alpha werewolves bite turns humans into werewolves" Stiles said.
Bonnies eyes narrowed then they widened as she thought of something "Wait, maybe you have different types of werewolves"
"What do you mean?" Stiles asked, feeling a lot calmer than he had done.
"I heard of werewolves who could control their shift and couldn't turn into full wolves, is there different ranks to? Like Alpha, beta, omega?" Bonnie asked, remembering what her grandmother had told her.
"My grandmother used to tell me stories about them before she…well, anyway. She would talk about these legends about a hunting family called Agents and how they hunted these different type of werewolves, who were completely different to the werewolves we all know about, I thought they were just stories…" Bonnie said.
"They're all true" Stiles told her.
Caroline frowned as she asked "Is that why you smell different?"
Stiles eyes widened, he shifted slightly and his heart beating fast as he said "Yeah, yeah, thats probably it"
"Then why is your heart racing like you were just lying just then?" Damon said coldly, his eyes narrowing on Stiles.
"I'm sorry, I'm practically surrounded by blood sucking vampires, I think its natural to be nervous!" Stiles snapped, feeling like he'd had enough of this vampire prying into his business.
Just before anyone could respond the door bell rang.
"The guests are here!" Caroline said.
"Okay how about someone watches him and we all just enjoy the party okay?" Elena said, trying to please Stephen.
He nodded, slightly satisfied.
"You're getting me my own baby sitter?" Stiles said dryly.
"Yes" Caroline sighed, rolling her eyes.
Everyone looked at Bonnie...
Her eyes widened "Wait...what?"
"You're grandmother told you about those types of werewolves right? You know the most out of us" Stephen reasoned.
She looked at everyone, no one came to her rescue.
Stiles raised his eyebrows at her, come on, spending the party with him wasn't that bad was it?
Bonnie sighed "Fine"
They all soon went down stairs, greeted by all the guests, Bonnie sticking close to Stiles.
The music started to pound, the lights died down, a certain energy was in the air. It was crowded. Bonnie and Stiles stood near the drinks. Stiles felt bad watching Bonnie, she was paying attention to a certain brunette, it was pretty clear thats where she'd rather be.
Stiles sighed, over the couple of weeks he'd been here he'd learned that Bonnie was quiet type but very strong willed, he told her "You can go if you want, you know"
He nodded over to the guy Bonnie had been constantly looking at, she reddened quickly.
"Its not what it looks like" She said quickly.
"What is it then?" Stiles asked amused.
Bonnie lowered her voice leaning in as she said "Look, thats Elena's brother, Jeremy-"
Stiles blinked, how had he not noticed that? He'd known something was up but Jeremy and Elena didn't seem that close though?
He opened his mouth to say something then-
Then something happened...
His stomach clenched suddenly, a throbbing pain ached through his body then a the strange familiar pleasure, he stumbled a little clutching the table for support, his heart escalating rapidly.
No...
No, not here!
But sure enough...
Screams filled the darkness, suddenly everyone was running about, a distinct smell filled the air.
Stiles opened his mouth to say something to Bonnie but he looked to his side but she was gone?
Everything slowed down.
The screams, the music.
"Get an ambulance, get an ambulance" Someone shouted.
Stiles found himself moving without thinking, moving towards the commotion.
A body...
A girl...
He was unsurprised to see the group around the body. He caught snippets of their conversation.
"To late"
"Angry and decided to-"
"Rejected her and-"
"Katherine-"
He saw glimpses of the body, his heart stuttered as he saw a huge bite mark on the girls bodies neck.
Everything spun, he felt dizzy.
"Stiles, are you okay?" Someone shouted, maybe they had just sounded normal but to him it felt like they were shouting, it was Bonnie.
Stiles shuddered and stopped a whimper from coming from his mouth, he bend down, clutching his stomach.
A familiar deadly hunger inside of him.
Not now!
Anything but now!
Stiles pushed Bonnie away from him, ignoring Elena's calls he ran, stumbling a little at first but soon he was on a roll.
Stiles ran outside, tailing it to his car.
His hands clutched the steering wheel as he drove, he knew if he looked in the mirror his skin would be now a deathly pale colour.
Stiles sprinted into his apartment, looking around.
Where did he put it? Where did he put it?
After pulling out a couple of draws he finally found it.
A jar, a jar full of Mountain Ash.
Stiles grasped some of the ash in his hands, he closed his eyes and believed, for a moment he felt piece, rather than something was trying to claw its way out of him.
Then he through the Mountain Ash down like Deaton had taught him, it formed a circle around his bedroom, making sure no supernatural creature could get in...or out.
Stiles then finally aloud himself to crumble to the ground, keeling over in pain.
He looked up to see his reflection in his bedside mirror, to his horror, silver eyes stared back at him.
How long had it been since he had tasted such chaos? Any Chaos in-fact?
The fox inside him was starved and it wanted out...