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chapter forty five
"the story of blue eyes"

chapter forty five"the story of blue eyes"

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"PETER, CAN YOU JUST SHUT up?"

Lynn snapped her head in the direction of the man as he simply chuckled, and she was slowly but surely losing patience. She wasn't going to allow Peter to just spill one of her deepest, darkest secrets just like that.

Both Stiles and Cora seemed intensely interested in the fact that Lynn was so defensive over something that was just supposed to be figuring out what was wrong with Derek.

"What, sweetheart, haven't told them your dirty little secret yet?" Peter smirkingly teased, the corner of his lip tugging upwards as he could see the way Lynn was becoming squeamish, that he was getting under her skin.

That's his speciality.

"Lynn," Stiles spoke up through the growling werewolves, and the brunette girl glanced over her shoulder towards her best friend — her scowled expression shifted more so into a softened confusion. "What is he talking about? What secret?"

"Nothing!" Lynn shouted angrily, immediately regretting the harshness that flooded her voice when Stiles almost flinched at her loud voice. "Look, it doesn't matter. Peter's going to shut the hell up and the discussion is over."

"We need to know where Derek is, what's going through his mind," Cora responded, and this time Lynn didn't feel bad when she met the girl with a sharp glare. "Peter, tell us."

"A werewolf has blue eyes for one reason, and only one reason at all," Peter instructed, and Lynn could feel her eyes turning from her regular blue ones towards her brighter, werewolf ones. "Care to explain, Lynn?"

She knew there was no stopping Peter at this point, the man had the biggest mouth Lynn had ever met. The two wouldn't stop picking until she caved, and that meant, there was no stopping her secret was escaping.

"I'm not staying for this, you want to spill your nephews secrets," Lynn suddenly snapped, narrowly escaping everyone's eyes as she spoke so angrily. "Then so be it, but I'm not going to be apart of it."

And with that, Lynn practically stomped her way out of the loft, leaving behind an interested Stiles Stilinski, triumphant Peter Hale, and confused Cora Hale.

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