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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
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[leaving]

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Warnings: descriptions of murder

Warnings: descriptions of murder

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Beacon Hills, Stiles' house

I'm not sure why I ended up here but all I know is that I found myself sitting on Stiles' front door step, waiting for him to come home. It was the next day, I had spent the night cleaning up my old family home and sorting my plans out and decided to go for another walk, I felt the need to go somewhere but I wasn't sure where until I had gotten here.

Eventually I saw him walking up to the door, he look tired and desperate to get to his bed but paused when he saw me. I swallowed and just looked at him as he looked at me, I couldn't tell much from his facial expressions but I could smell the mild fear rolling off him, "please don't be scared." I whispered, my throat was sore from the fight, he walked forward and beckoned for me to move so he could open the door. I followed him in and up to his room, I watched as he sat down on his bed and held his head on his hands.

"You're an alpha?" I shrugged my shoulders, "it a long story that not many people know." He nodded his head, slowly.

"Scott told me, you know?" I moved to sit down beside him, the silence that surrounded us was deafening, "told you what?" I whispered out, we were alone but I couldn't find it in me to be loud.

"Your name... what Kate said." I closed my eyes and awaited the shouting I was surely about to hear, the insults and disgust but it never came. I looked up at him, confused, only to find him looking at me already, we were sitting almost right next to each so holding eyes contact this close was odd.

"But I uh, I'd prefer it if you told me... if you want?" I just looked at him for a while, debating whether or not to tell him, "what do you already know?" He looked away from me and thought for a minute.

"I know that it was probably not a wild animal that killed the Cross parents, I know that it could've been you, I know that you lived with the Hales and was also a victim to the fire." I nodded my head and stood up, "not many people know about this, you can tell Scott if you want, and Allison but I doubt she'll care." He went to speak but I cut him a off with a glare, "please don't. Just let me talk." Stiles' nodded his head.

"I was young, around nine and I wasn't in control of the shift, I was still being locked away during full moons. For some reason despite being born a werewolf I couldn't get control of that side of me. It was during a late night dinner, just me and my parents because I didn't have biological siblings." I began to pace around his room.

"The power shut off and three Hunters broke into my family house, I don't really remember what happened but I remember a feeling something painful and powerful take over me and all I saw was red, next thing I knew my parents and the three hunters were..." I trailed off when I felt tears spring to my eyes.

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