𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 ❦「𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚔𝚒」

𝟶𝟸𝟶《𝙷𝙴𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴》

𝙽𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅

Aiden hungrily kisses down my neck, pulling off my jacket and letting it drop to the floor of the office that we're currently in. He swiftly lifts me up and places me down on the desk, capturing my lips with his own.

I impatiently tug at his shirt and he yanks it off before kissing me once again. My hands roam over his bare chest and he runs his hands up my legs, under my skirt.

The fire alarm suddenly blares through the room and Aiden jumps to cover his ears with a whine while I groan in annoyance.

"Oh, man" The Alpha complains.

I hop off the desk and fix myself up before grabbing my jacket off the floor.

"Where are you going?" He asks.

"Can't you hear the fire alarm?" I ask in disbelief.

"When in high school has a fire alarm actually been a real fire?" Aiden retorts.

"That's exactly the kind of thing you'd expect two dumbass students to say just before getting burned alive" I counter and he smiles at me widely.

"Go on. I don't have all day" I add.

He pulls on his shirt before leaning in, kissing my lips and neck. I laugh, pushing him away and he slips out the door after shooting me a wink. I roll my eyes with a small smile and grab my back pack, throwing it over my shoulder.

After straightening out my clothes, I open the door and I'm immediately met with Cora.

"You don't have very good taste in guys, do you?" She deadpans

"I don't know what you're talking about" I hum innocently and she pushes me back into the room, slamming the door shut "What's the problem, Coco?"

"I'm gonna ask you nicely because you're my best friend" She answers "You've got to stop seeing Aiden"

"How would you say it if I wasn't your best friend?" I ask curiously.

"If you don't stop seeing him, then next time I'm not just gonna pull the fire alarm. I'm gonna pull your tongue out of your head" She threatens and I roll my eyes at her dramatics.

"Cora, I'm a big girl now. I can handle a teenage werewolf" I tell her.

"Natalia, this is not a game. You have to stop seeing him" She warns me.

I make a move to barge past her but she grabs my arm tightly and I glare at her.

"Let go" I demand but she ignores me "I said-"

"Let go!" Stiles' voice rings through the air and I turn my head to him "I said 'Let go'"

Cora let's me go and I rub my wrist gently, shooting my best friend a glare to which she smiles at me sarcastically.

"What's up, Stilinski?" I ask him and he looks down at my wrist in concern.

"Are you okay?" He asks, stepping forward and gently grabbing my hand.