Adolf was immediately by Stiles' side and snarled at Jennifer '' you didn't have to do this''

'' My sincere apologies Mr. wolf, I just needed to prove a point '' Jennifer exclaimed.

Stiles was sitting on the ground with a hand on his abused cheek. He looked towards Jennifer and yelled '' I agreed to your terms to become your fucking sacrifice, you didn't have to be a bitch or I can easily ruin all your plans '' he threatened her and didn't miss the confusion that crossed Adolf's face.

'' Honey, don't use that tone with me because you will be the only one to regret your actions, do you know why?'' she smiled and continued when she didn't get any answer '' because I will kill all of them, one by one in front of you and I will let you go so you could remember that all of them are dead because of you'' with that she turned and left Stiles alone fighting the tears in his eyes.

No, he won't cry, he will never give her the satisfaction. He took a deep breath then turned and looked at Adolf, he was frozen in his place and looking at Stiles as if he was trying to solve a riddle.

'' What are you looking at?'' Stiles asked.

'' What do you mean by being a sacrifice?'' Adolf asked in a low voice.

''What? You don't know that she is going to use me as a sacrifice?'' Stiles was confused.

'' No, I didn't, our deal didn't involve any information except that she needed you to form some kind of a ritual'' Adolf bit his tongue after uttering this last sentence as if it slipped out of his mouth.

'' What deal? What the hell are you talking about?''Stiles asked.

''Nothing. It's not your business, just answer the question.'' Adolf's eyes flashed and he began to lose his patience.

'' She will use me as a sacrifice in order to gain more power to do God knows what with it '' Stiles shouted and then he moved backwards until his back hit the wall because Adolf was moving towards him with a blank expression.

'' So?! Why your mate was so pissed as if she was going to kill you, I know we get a little possessive over our mates, but he sounded terrified over the phone as if she will kill you, she is just gonna take a little blood from you'' Adolf was talking innocently as if he understood what it feels like when someone's mate gets kidnapped.

Stiles gaped; he could control the train of thoughts that rushed through his mind. What the hell was Adolf talking about!

'' What? What are you talking about? Whose mate? What little blood? Don't you understand English; she is going to kill me. Do you want me to say in Spanish ' Ella va a matarme a mí ''.

Adolf was standing in complete silence, trying to understand. He was listening to Stiles' heartbeat and he knew that he wasn't lying. This bitch manipulated him so she could get what she wants. She used his love for his mate against him. She promised him that she will resurrect his mate after she was killed by a hunter, but for what cost. He can't believe that he is about to kill someone's mate to get his mate back again. He would wish nobody to suffer the same hurt and misery, but he is dying without her, he can't stand another second. What was he supposed to do now; he wished that he never found out about the sacrifice. He was selfish yes, but he is willing to do anything to get his mate back. Even if it was an innocent young man?. He couldn't think anymore, so he stormed out of the room leaving Stiles confused and helpless.

…..

Derek smashed the phone against the wall. He was panting as if he will have a panic attack. He looked around him; his pack was staring at him. He can't lose his shit like that, he have to get it all together. He turned and addressed Lydia.

'' Stiles said that you're drawing a kind of a tree. Do you have it with you now?''

''Yes, actually I have, but why do you want it now?'' Lydia narrowed her eyes.

'' Just show me '' Derek glowered.

Lydia seemed unaffected by his growling but she sighed and gave him the drawing anyway.

He looked intensely at the drawing then took out his phone and called Peter.

'' Where are you?'' Derek tried to maintain his calmness.

'' At the loft. Why?'' Peter asked.

'' Stay there '' Derek ordered then hang up and began to move towards the door without saying another word.

The sheriff walked and stood in front of the door and blocking the exit '' Where are you going? What have you discovered?'' he frowned and asked Derek. He looked straight at Derek's eyes. He was trying to sound authoritative and tough but actually his eyes were pleading for anything that could help him to find his only son.

Derek sighed and turned so he could address all of them.

'' I knew this place before because I went there''

''What with the past tense dude?'' Scott stood up so he could be in an eye level with Derek.

'' Because my mother erased the memory of this place from my mind, I think Peter might know where it is and even if he didn't I have a last resort, so if you guys are done with the questions we should leave now''

They all looked to each other, then all of them began to move in a frantic pace and they headed to Derek's loft except for Melissa.

Peter was standing in the middle of the loft when all the pack entered with the sheriff and Chris Argent in tow.

'' Oh, are we having a party? '' Peter said with a creepy grin on his face.

'' Shut up. Do you remember this?'' Derek gave him the drawing.

'' I wish I knew, but your mother took the memory from me as well''

Derek cursed '' Fine, I need you to use your claws on me to know where it is just like you done with Isaac?''

'' Are you serious? You're the Alpha. I can't do this. We need you now, why would you risk your life for a worthless human being?'' as soon as he finished his sentence he found himself held by the throat and pinned to the wall. Derek growled in his face.

'' This worthless human being is the only reason that all of us are alive, so you're going to do what I say without a single question. Got it?''

'' Yes. Yeah, got it''

Derek considered him for a minute then left him to fall on the ground. He turned to Scott '' if I didn't make, you go as fast as you know where the place is and get him. Do you understand?''

'' Yes''

…

Stiles was trying to stay awake. He was exhausted and his head hurt, but he flinched when he heard the door open and Jennifer approaching him.

'' Come on sweetie. It's Showtime'' She smirked.

She pulled Stiles by his biceps and dragged him towards another room where he saw the tree that Lydia has been drawing. He took a shaky breath when he saw what was on the tree.

There was a huge metal figure in the shape of a human being. It has blades around the wrists and ropes around the legs, the wrists, and the neck to hold him in place.

'' What the hell is that?'' he asked.

'' That my sweetie the end of the ritual. These blades will cut through your wrists and drain you blood and the tree will absorb all that blood and give me the power I want'' Jennifer talked in a cold and unaffected tone.

She ushered Stiles to lay in it then tied the ropes around his wrists, ankles, and his neck. He was secured in his placed he couldn't move an inch. He looked at the ceiling and found an opening that he could see the moon through it. He couldn't control the tears that began to fall on his cheeks. Suddenly he gasped when he felt the sharp pain of the blades cut through his wrists and then he heard Jennifer's voice.

'' Come on Stiles. BLEED FOR ME ''

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