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J.P.O.V.
"Deal" the other responded. As he spoke the wind blew, and I got a small portion of his scent. He smelled like …. Derek? That's impossible. But he did. There was something else too. Derek, blood, dirt, and something else. It wasn't Derek but he knew Derek.
"So now what?" The female questioned,
"We wait." You could hear the smile in his voice.
"What if they don't show up?" She asked.
"They will." He said sounding confident.
D.P.O.V
We arrived at the school twenty minutes later.
"Why are we here?" Scott asked me.
"The last place you saw him was school. Hopefully we can find his scent and follow it." I answered. Suddenly it started raining. "We better be quick." I added looking at the darkening sky.
Stiles hadn't said a word sense we left. I was getting worried. I looked up as he got out of the car. I looked him in the eye. They wore full of guilt. I wanted to help but I've never been a good therapist.
"Scott go find Jackson's scent it may take a while, and it will be faster and easier if you're alone." I said. Scott jogged into the School without a word.
I turned to Stiles. I grabbed both his hands.
"This isn't your fault." I said quietly.
"Oh than who's fault is it?" Stiles questioned.
"Mine." I answered truthfully. If I had stayed away from stiles his life would have never been in jeopardy.
"I hate to see you like this." I said when he didn't respond. He shrugged.
"I'm sorry." He said. "It's just all I can think about." He added.
I'm not sure what came over me I think it had to do with the fact that Stiles was in pain. I needed to stop the pain. That's all I wanted to do. If the reason he was in pain was because all he could think about was the negative. Well, than I'd give him something else to think about.
I let go of his hands and grabbed his hips. I pinned him against the car, smashing my lips into his. He was startled but willing. I felt his hands in my hair. My judgment was blurring. I heard his heart rate speed up pounding loudly in my head. My own heart started racing as he licked my bottom lip. I felt heat course through my veins. The wolf wanted out. I felt my teeth lengthening. I pulled it back. I didn't want to hurt Stiles. In the confusing storm of thoughts and emotions all I could focus on was Stiles. Keep him safe. My Stiles.
My claws slowly went back to my hands. I kept kissing Stiles. I had thought this was for him, to distract him. But who was I kidding? This was as much for me as it was for him. Stiles pushed his hips forward. Obviously looking for some form of friction. Was he trying to get killed? It took every ounce of will power to pull away. He whimpered in protest trying to pull me back. Being a werewolf I barely noticed.
We both turned to see a very stunned looking Scott standing there.
"I… Uhhhh… found Jacksons … scent…" Scott said looking at the ground.
Stiles blushed. We both shoved our hands in our pockets at the same time. Most likely for the same reason.
J.P.O.V.
I sat in my hole. I had no clue what to do. I couldn't escape I had already tried. All I knew was that there were two alphas one a female from Canada the other a man who I'm pretty sure was related to Derek. This both made sense and didn't. It made sense that the Alpha was from his family I mean most of his family were werewolves. But it didn't make sense because his family all died in a fire. Not to mention if he knows Derek he should have just gone to him not angered him more by trying to kill Stiles.
At this point I feel bad that Stiles is probably going to die. But at the same time I really don't think being in Canada girl's pack is such a bad thing. She smells nice. She's funny and I need someone to tell me how the hell I'm supposed to deal with this. I mean Derek is ok but he can be a prick pretty much all the time.
"I'm going to run the perimeter stay here with Blondie." A male voice commanded.
"Arrogant jackass." She muttered under her breath.
"I heard that." He snapped.
"No way. I had no idea that a werewolf such as you would be able to hear me from 20 feet away. My apologies. It was never my intention for you to hear." She said her voice thick with sarcasm. I couldn't help but smile.
D.P.O.V.
We got to the middle of the woods Jackson's blood was on a tree. But other than that the rest of his sent had been washed away by the rain. It was now pouring.
"Damn it." I Yelled. I hated not knowing what to do. I felt helpless. I didn't know who the alpha was much less where he would take Jackson.
I felt a warm hand on my shoulder. It was Stiles. I instantly calmed down.
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