Chapter 6
Hello my lovelies! I am back and better than ever but of course you knew this if you follow my other stories. I've dealt with a lot f drama and family things and I really didn't have it in me to write. I am so happy to be back and really get to work on this story. Oh how I've missed it! I'm really happy with the different story line, and if any of you awesome peeps have any with Hunter!stiles or Hurt!stiles I would really love if you messaged/inbox me or even leave me a comment. Heck ill even be taking prompts if you are so inclined. Anyway I am back and ready to get the thing up and rolling again!
I know I am late, the proper date was the fifth, but HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHANGE! And a two year long friendship with my best friend immortal supernatural freak
As always
Enjoy…
Stiles…
My heart beat wildly in my chest, so loud I could barely hear the music playing through my headphones as I tried to get air into my lungs. I stopped running as I leaned against the tree taking deep breaths before releasing it, trying to will the tightness in my chest to uncoil. I had been running in the damp forest for well over three hours trying to work out some of the anxiety that was buried deep in my bones. It only grew with each step I took growing into this big ugly beast that seemed impossible to tame, my heart seemed to drop the further I got from my house as if I was missing something vital for its beating.
My very core seemed shaken; my wolf was out, pacing in my inner most self as if waiting to strike. It seemed agitated as if woken up to a storm and nothing could settle the hectic wanting's of the animal. It didn't even seem to know what it was preparing itself for which only settled to annoy it further. I growled in frustration, my hands shaking as I tried to get up, it gave little satisfaction to the wolf as I picked up the pace and headed home, wanting to see if my mother could tame the storm, as she so often did for the wolf with no anchor.
Gun shots pierced the air rapidly, one after the other, with no mercy. Screams filled the silence that was bouncing around in my head, the screams of my own. I felt more than saw their deaths as a pain filled me to the brim threatening to overflow as the bounds broke, one after the other. The very thing that connected us all, making us whole, making us a pack was being severed. I fell to the unforgiving ground on my hands and knees as my wolf began to howl in pain. Tears streamed down my cheeks in rapid succession as my human mind began to get clouded and the wolf came out to play.
This couldn't be happening, there must've been a mistake they couldn't be dead! The only bound I could feel was my mothers and it was slowly drifting away and the slow loss of my own mother was more painful than anything I had ever felt. The only thing that mattered, the only instinct that matter was finding her and making sure she was safe.
I didn't see so much as feel when my father took his last breath, my running came to an abrupt halt as a fresh wave of pain consumed me. This one was different, the intensity all-consuming until I was down on my knees, the scream that was lodged in my throat suddenly out for the world to hear as my body was flooded with this all needing power. It felt as if it consumed my being until there was nothing left but ashes in its wake.
Alpha
Something I knew was coming, something I hoped would be so far off that I tried not to think about it, the only way I would achieve alpha status was through killing or the death of my father. More tears streamed down my face as I realized this was no joke, my father was gone, and someone had taken his life. I bowed my head into the soft, damp, earth as my life crumbled away and the pleasant tugs of the bonds were suddenly ripped away, leaving a ghost of once was and what could've been.
My mother's bond was fading at a rapid pace and I couldn't let this get in the way of my mission, and the new alpha within me drove me more to my goal as a fresh set of instincts surrounded me, these so much more intense than my father described. I got off the cool earth, pants damp with the earths dew, and took off towards the house, breaths coming off in short pants as the beginnings of a panic attack set in, blurring my vision and making it dark around the corners.
Fear consumed me as I continued to run, this status thrusted upon me by a malicious fate. This wasn't supposed to be my life, I wasn't meant to be an alpha, with so much power and no one with a guiding hand by my side. Everything I knew, everything I loved was gone, and all I could do was run and pray that I would make it to my mother in time.
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I began to thrash, the plush mattress didn't compute in my brain, nothing did. Nothing felt real, all I knew was my arms were constricted above my head and my chest felt tight. The air was thick and heavy with moisture and the only sound in the rom was my harsh breathing. I wasn't sure where I was or how exactly I had gotten here, all I knew was my mother was in trouble and I was battling in my own head as I struggled to just understand the situation I was in.
"MOM! DAD! HE- HELP!" I screamed, my throat felt raw as I struggled for air, everything was spinning around and nothing would stop. I just wanted everything to stop. A choked sob managed to crawl its way out of my throat as i thrashed around, my hands still wouldn't budge and felt like they were trapped between bars as they clanked around.
"DADDY!" my dad always made the terror go away, my mother's hugs made the bad guys disappear and I needed the fear, this blinding panic curling and coiling in my chest.
"MAMMA!" My throat strained as I screamed out, why was no one coming, I could hear footsteps but for some reason it did nothing to ease my worry. It just made everything worse,my cheeks felt wet, when did I start crying? My head pulled back as I screamed over and over, my throat was straining in effort.
My legs kicked and thrashed and my arms rattled in their confines. I briefly wondered why I was chained, why I was confined, but nothing was registering, I wanted my mamma and daddy. I wanted to feel safe and to know it was all just a dream.
And suddenly I was seizing, my whole body shaking in place and I had no control over my hands nor my feet, everything was in pain as my eyes rolled back into my head and nothing felt quite real.
"Get him on his side! He is having a damn seizure!" a distinctly female and feminine voice called out, I wanted to know how I knew this voice but I couldn't voice my question as I felt hands pull me to my side.
What the hell is going on! I thought before everything went black and my body stilled.
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Derek:
I took my seat in the dingy bar, waiting for the hunter in question to meet me. I was early so I took the time to examine my surroundings as I waited for my coffee to arrive. The seats were tarnished with excessive use, and the restaurant had an odd like smell tinted to it. Couples were splattered about drinking early morning coffees and preparing for a day of work, some were sitting leisurely talking to one another without a care in the world while others, much to my disgust looked as if they were eating each other's face.
Still, even with all this the food was good and no one ever bothered me, I was free to sit to myself and observe the daily life of Beacon Hills.
"Coffee, black. Will that be all dear? Or do you want me to come back till you've decided what you wanted to order," an older lady, probably around 45 said sweetly, as she laid the coffee beside me and stood, smile gracing her pink lips as she flipped her slowly aging air behind her shoulder.
"No thanks, I'm good with just the coffee," I grunted hand going out to bring the bitter liquid to my lips, groaning in satisfaction.
"Okay baby, names Silvia if you need anything else," she winked before spinning around and tending to another table. I nodded in acknowledgment, knowing she couldn't see me.
"Always good to know how a man takes his coffee," a deep voice said as he sat at my booth before chucking warmly.
"Chris," I grunted out, taking another sip of my coffee before lowering the cup onto the table. A silence spread over the table, no one seeming willing to break it, I opened up my mouth to tell the hunter what needed to be said and leave, only to be cut off.
"What did you want Derek," he sighed out before waving over a waitress and ordering another black coffee. He looked tired and I couldn't help but see the way his body sagged against the table as if he had been carrying the world on his own.
"What do you know of this Stilinski kid," I asked, getting straight to the point, no use sugar coating it. The same waitress, Silvia, brought his coffee, setting it down on the table and blaring a smile before setting off once again to tend to some rowdy students.
He took a sip of his cup slowly, eyes locking mine in question.
"He killed his family, what else is there to know?"
"Well he said he didn't,"
"The kids a damn liar"
"His heart didn't skip Chris,"
The hunter banged his fist against the table, his eyes narrowed and heart raced in his chest; he looked like the image of pure hatred. His eyes blazed furry as he stood in place. I turned to look at the rest of the establishment, too caught up in their own lives to notice what had transpired. Chris must have noticed my movement because before I knew it he was sitting back down, his chest pressed tightly to the table as he leaned closer to me.
"He lived with werewolves Derek, he knows how to trick the human ear or rather werewolf," he gritted out and leaned back, the picture of calm, but I knew different as his heart still raged on in his chest.
"Yeah that's what Peter said…" I paused trying to collect my thoughts on the kid, trying to rethink how his very being made me feel.
"But something about him doesn't feel quite right. How did you find out about him anyway? How do you know Chris?"
"Something doesn't feel right about him!? Try the fact that he killed his family Derek that can make anyone not feel right," he laughed mirthlessly as he sipped from his coffee, eyes locked on mine. A growl erupted from my throat as I began to try and express what I was feeling, this was not something I do very often, no less, to a hunter.
"I almost want to believe him, he seems lost, scared, when he ran away all he did was sit under the stars. he didn't try and run, get help, he did nothing. All that was heard was a scream, it was full of grief and loss, he sounded like an omega that just lost his pack, and trust me when I tell this to you, I know what that sounds like and how that feels. So tell me Chris, so I can be sure, where did you hear he killed his family from. Were you there?" I asked, my teeth gritting together almost painfully as I narrowed my eyes once again, red hot anger delving over me like a warm blanket, one that was used quit often, anger I could deal with.
"I was informed by Kate, Hale, watch how you speak to me boy, not only am I hunter but don't forget I could kill you if I felt so inclined," the words were low and gravely, almost like a whisper, full of deep hatred that his eyes shined so bright of. The hunter felt that without a doubt the kid had done it, and he wasn't a bad man, he followed the code and right now I had to trust him. I took a deep breath, trying to soothe the anger that burned in me like a hot iron, my eyes fluttered shut and I leaned against the coffee table with my head in my hands, suddenly feeling overwhelmed and sickingly tired.
You obviously need some rest if you're actually thinking the kid is innocent
"You mind trying to pull a confession out of him after everything is settled, you and… your sister," I swallowed over the lump in my throat, I didn't want Kate anywhere near my house, but if anyone was able to make a liar fess up it was her. The sound of her name made me feel sick, and hearing that that's where Chris was able to get information on stiles made my stomach do flips, but I had to trust Chris, he has gotten my pack out of some bad situations and he would never put Alison in danger.
Why does something still not feel right?
"Sure, ill see what I can do, why didn't you just let us handle it Hale?" the hunter inquired as he leaned in, his cold eyes scanning my face.
Because he is a kid, and I know what your sister is capable of…
"He was on Hale property, on my territory Argent that makes him mine. And I decide how to deal with him," Chris' eyes narrowed once more and his jaw creaked as he began to grit is teeth, but just as he was about to say something else, my phone began to blear. I picked it up quickly, assuming one of the pack was in trouble, scenarios rushed through my head, one was hurt or killed, that stiles got out and murdered the only people left, the impending loneliness and isolation I was bound to feel after the death of yet another pack.
"Derek! We need you to come home right now!" Lydia's frantic voice practically screamed.
"What's going on Lydia, what happened?"
"Its… its stiles!"
At that my eyes flashed red and anger once again consumed me, what had he done to my pups! What had that monster done to any of them! If he laid one hand on any of them, he would be found torn to pieces, so badly shredded no one would know it was him.
This is what you get for questioning Chris' word you stupid son of a …
"he is having a seizure, he blacked out Derek, we need to get him free of the chains, deaton is on his way, Erica said it was pretty bad, she is pretty messed up. We need you home now," she went on to say, her voice quivering ever so slightly, it must have been truly awful to make Lydia like this.
"I'm on my way, I'll be there as fast as I can." And with that I hung up and began to pack my belongings up, forgetting the hunter in front of me momentarily.
"What's happening Derek,"
"Its stiles, he had a seizure, I need to go unlock him," I said, finally getting out of the cushioned booth and making my way out of the diner.
"Derek…" chris called out loud enough to where I could hear him, but he remained facing the wall where I once sat. I turned to him as though he could see me, waiting for what he needed to say.
"If Alison gets hurt, I will kill you." He softly promised, no doubt a stern look on his face, but no way of me to know for sure. But I knew he was telling the truth, not only was his heartbeat steady and stron, but a fathers love knows no bounds, if it came down to it he would kill anyone that put his daughters safty at risk. I nodded firmly even if he couldn't see and turned my head back around, continuing to walk to the car.
I wouldn't let him hurt anyone, in my pack or outside of it, not ever again. But right now I had to make sure the monster himself wasn't dying.
Oh the irony
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So again I know I am a bit late! But HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CHANGE! AND THE TWO YEAR RELATIONSHIP WITH MY AWESOME FRIEND immortal supernatural freak who has been stuck to my side like glue to paper since before I first began to write. She is amazing and a great writer, please check her out!
I hope you guys liked it, I was going to make it longer but I felt like I needed to post so you guys don't think I am like dead or something, finals have me busy along with AP and SAT testing so bleh!
As always…
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