Stiles doesn't sleep that night having slept much of the day they ready the horse's at midnight. Scott sleep to mid-morning the next day.
They eat lunch together, quite but not has bad as the times before. Then they ride farther east making good speed.
They stop for a quick dinner before racing off again soon after.
"You would think wolfs are snapping at our horse's feet at this pace." Scott looks at all the horse's running hard, Stiles looks at his brother.
"That is because we are the closest to the northern kingdom that we will be for this trip." The head grad nods grim look on his face. Scott swallows hard.
his only ever herd the story's about were wolfs. The border closed when he was only six.
They make to some rock faces, cliffs craved by the howling wind that blows from the northern kingdom they make camp for the night letting the horse's rest.
"Here." Stiles takes the food his brother got for them, sitting at the far side of camp.
"Do you ever wander if you doing this for nothing? That maybe the Jarl will open the borders up or maybe a new Jarl will take his place and like humans?"
Stiles sighed placing his head in his hands. "Scott." He look up at his brother. "Scott I-I've all ready said that to our father. J-just let it go,
we'll be in the eastern kingdom soon enough and I'll marring princess Kira in the spring." Stiles gets up."But we c-" "Enough Scott!"
Pinching his nose Stiles Takes a deep breath, he continues in a whisper. "Enough, I'm going to bed. Join me brother?" Stiles holds out his hand,
Scott gets up and takes hold of his brother's hand and starts walking to the coach were they fall asleep.
Shouting, Iron clanging, a roar. Stiles and Scott wake with a start has the door is ripped open, the head guard is there. "Take your horse's and fly my lords!
Go back the way we came!"The head grad is panting, hand holding his arm were claw marks ripped though his armor like in was cloth. "RUN!"
Blood exploded into the carriage, a retched gurgling sounds coming from the head guard as clawed hands rip into his back, he's thrown to the side as a man.
No a werewolf with glowing red eyes peers inside. Smiling covered in blood only wearing furs. "Good evening, my lovely desert blooms."
Stiles flinches back at the voice, Scott moves in front of Stiles a move that has the werewolf's eyes gleaming. "You first, then."
The werewolf grabs Scott and pushes him against the coach pinning him there. He rips though Scott's shirt, taking a fist full of hair,
the werewolf makes Scott tilt his head to the side and leans in, slowly dragging his nose across Scott's neck leaving smears of blood.
"You will make a beautiful wolf, little pup."
Stiles's head is spinning he can barely draw breath. Trying to help, to do anything. Stiles crumples onto the floor.
The red eyed werewolf bites down hard at the crock of Scott's neck, Scott screams his body bowing, trying in vain to escape the pain.
Scott falls limp but the werewolf keeps him pined, werewolf starts moving his body up and down the unconscious boy, lick at his neck, slipping down his fur loin cloth.
Humping the boy until he came with a howl.
The werewolf throws Scott back into the coach, Scott lands on top of Stiles who stares wide eyed at his poor brother, his head snaps up when the werewolf speaks again. "My, my, my. I didn't think I'd find such a rare flower out here." He sniffs the air and sighs.
"What a sweet smell, little kit your almost ripe. I think I'll save you for later, my desert fox." The werewolf smiles a crazed smile, looking every bit the wolf.
A chill run down Stiles spine, his chest tightens, he stops breathing all together.
He pass out. the werewolf laughs. "I'm going to have so much fun with them." He go's to ready the coach. When a claw comes down, killing one of the horse's as the werewolf sidesteps the blow. "I thought I saw mutts following me. Tell me how is my nephew fairing?" A roar rings out echoing off the rocks.
"Ready now, I'm right in in-front of you no need to shout mutt." The three beta were-wolfs try to corner the alpha.
"As much as I would love to play with you all, I unlike some would hate to kill kin. farewell mutts." The alpha kicks sand up and gets away