"What is it?" Stiles asked me worried as he pulled away and looked at my face. "Percy, what the hell is going on?" He questioned again when I didn't answer him.
"I don't know but it sounds like a blood bond. Like Dean and I have." I muttered before looking at him and sighed. "We have to go to my emissary to know for sure though." I told him and smiled softly through my panic that why raising.
"You're trying not to panic right now. I can feel it." He told me before he took my hand. "How would we have a blood bond though, I don't have a scar like you do." He showed me both of his hands and he was right, he didn't have a scar on either of them.
"I don't know that's why I said that we have to go see Elena." I said as I walked into the house and started getting our stuff together. The weekend was ruined and I was just going to take him home.
I made my way outside with Stiles following me. I sighed knowing I had to put the Impala up until I got the window fixed. "Wait here." I told him as he got into the car and pulled it into the garage. I parked it next to a beautiful 1969 blue Mustang. It used to be my mom's and it got passed down to me.
I put all our stuff into the Mustang before pulling out and closing the garage. I pulled next to Stiles and waited for him to get in. I sighed as I started driving back into town and towards the diner.
"Why are we going to see Elena?" Stiles asked confused, probably wondering why she would know anything.
"You'll see when we get there." I kept my answer short and made no room for him to answer me back.
We rode the rest of the way into town in silence. I was nervous about why we were bonded and I couldn't figure out why we would be. Well that's not true, there was one way but I didn't want to think about it. I didn't want it to be true. I prayed that it wasn't true.
When I pulled up to Elena's I noticed that Damon's car was there and let out a frustrated sigh. I didn't want to deal with anymore hunters at the moment but knew that I had no choice but to go in.
"Come on." I muttered to Stiles as I got out and locked the car once he shut his door. I walked towards the front door and noticed the sign said closed. I knew where they would be and opened the door with my key, locking it once Stiles was in the diner.
I heard him following me as I went into the supply room and opened a secret door that was behind the cabinets. Stiles was silent as we walked down the stairs and I stopped at the bottom smelling Elena's blood.
I growled and rusted towards the back of the room and slammed the door open. What I saw had me even more pissed. Damon was in front of her and the other three were standing around watching him. Elena was tied to a chair and had a head wound that was bleeding.
"Get back!" I ordered appearing in front of Damon as he brought his hand down. I grabbed his wrist and crushed it in my hand. I felt the bones break as he cried out in pain. "Get out of here! NOW!" Throwing his arm away from me and flashing my red eyes.
Stefan walked towards his brother, glaring at me while Jeremy and Kol looked away ashamed. They should be. I watched the pass Stiles who was standing in the doorway and heard them leave.
I rushed over to Elena and knelt down in front of her as Stiles let out an "Oh my God." He came over just as I put my hand on her arm and my veins turned black. I felt the wound appearing on my head and heard him gasp.
"Thank you, sweetheart." Elena spoke after I was done and healing. "No problem, Grandma." I told her smiling slightly. I always called her grandma since I was a kid and that's one thing that won't change.
"Now, what is it that you needed?" She asked getting out of the chair and rubbing her wrist.
I sighed, for what felt like the hundredth time today, and looked at Stiles, "Well, I think we are bonded and I want to know how." I told her rubbing the back of my head and standing up.
"Alright, I'll need some blood from both of you. Just a prick." She told us as she started pulling out a butch on stuff and what looked like a sowing needle.
I walked towards her and waved at Stiles to come over. Once he got next to me I grabbed him arm gently and pricked his pointer finger, before he could protest. He let out a surprised noise and tried to pull his hand away but I held on. "Percy! A little warning next time, that'll be great!" He hit me on the chest with his free hand.
I chuckled, "You're scared of needles and won't let me do it, if I didn't grab you." I let a couple drops of his blood hit the paper Elena laid out before leaning down and licking the wound, healing it.
"Percy! Dude!" He exclaimed pulling his hand away as I shrugged. "It's healed." I told him before doing the same to my finger and repeating the process. I sucked on my finger as I back away from the table.
Stiles and I watched as Elena worked and I could feel his curiosity. "She an Emissary. They help with werewolf packs and keeps them connected to their human side." I explained keeping my eyes on her as Stiles snapped his head towards me.
"Emissary?" Stiles asked confused as Elena lit the paper on fire and the flame glowed green.
"They know stuff about werewolves that date back to when we first came to be. They help the Alpha of a Pack and gives them advice and heals them when they need it." I said biting my thumb nail, something I did when I was stressed or thinking about something.
Elena snapped her eyes to me and waved me over, whispering why we had a connection in my ear. I looked at her in shock and shook my head.
"That's impossible, I mean how is he my- no it's just not possible." I denied looking at her for an explanation.
"It's really not that impossible, you stopped talking to him when your mother died and you were bitten." I heard Stiles' breath in sharply and felt his shook, like he could feel my denial. "You didn't recognized him as it until you started talking to him again." My Emissary said as she started putting everything away.
"Can one of you tell me what's going on?" Stiles was scared and confused, that much I could feel and I sighed as I turned towards him.
"I'll tell you when I drop you off at home." I told him frowning before looking back at Elena. "You'll be okay when I'm gone, right?" When she nodded her head, I waved for the hyper teen to follow me up the stairs and out to my car.
I started driving again, ignoring his questions and trying to figure out how I was going to tell him. I mean he always smelt good to me when I passed him in the hallways but I didn't know that this was the cause of that.
When we got to his house, I shut off the car and pulled his stuff out and set in on the trunk on my Mustang. I looked at him and watched as he played with his hands, nervously.
"I hope you don't hate me after I tell you this." I spoke softly as I ducked my head down and looked at my feet. He took a step towards me and put his hand on my arm.
"It's okay, I never really hated you in the first place." He whispered as I picked up my head and looked into his brown eyes.
I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "The reason we can feel each other's emotions is because you're my mate." I said in a rush and could feel his confusion.
"You're what?" He asked confused, "I didn't catch the late word."
"My mate, you're my mate." I said looking at the ground again, as Stiles sucked in a deep breath and looked at me.
"Mate? Like that actually happens?" He asked, his voice going a pitch higher as he dropped his hand off my arm and stepped towards me more.
I leaned against the Mustang and crossed my arms over my chest, "Mates actually happen and it's for life, I can't fall in-love with anyone else." I muttered licking my lips, nervously as Stiles got closer to me.
"I don't know if I'm okay with this or not," He started to say and before I could open my mouth to answer he started to talk again, "But I can learn to be okay with it. I mean I just found out werewolves were real a couple days ago."
I looked up at him and breathed in sharply, realizing just how close he gotten to me, he was so close that I could feel his breath on my lips. He smiled softly before kissing me.
My eyes widened it shock and I didn't have a chance to kiss back before he pulled away, blushing and stepping back.
"I'm s-s-sorry." He said looking at the ground and going to turn away but I grabbed his arm and pulled him against me.
"Don't be sorry, I didn't except you to kiss me." I told him right before cupping his face and pulling him into another kiss, feeling the fireworks and I could feel his emotions more. I could feel his shock, confusion, and his happiness.