About To Be Known [Book 3]

Peter Gets A Visit

Notes:

This chapter takes us back to Peter and his point of view of the stuff that was happening in his area. I was eager to write this chapter for a while. Cuz I thought about it a while ago and I was waiting to write it down. I guess that's pretty self-explanatory.

Anywho this is the last chapter for today. I updated the story quite a lot. The first chapter, chapter 21 was 5,900 words. The next chapter was 2,000 words and this chapter I'm not sure just yet how many words it is then I'll check in a moment. it should be between 3,000 and 4,000, so in total, I wrote about 11,000 words today I'm guessing.

Cuz I started writing at 4 in the morning and it's now 6. I got a lot out of 2 hours I guess.

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Peter POV:

After Stiles left for Beacon Hills, I relaxed for a bit.

I wasn't going to head to New Orleans right away.

I also figured it would take Stiles quite a while before he was done in Beacon Hills for whatever he was doing. So I decided to take a little vacation. I relaxed for most of it.

It wasn't until two weeks later when something was obviously wrong.

Klaus had left a message that he was coming back. But he said it would take him at least a week and a half before he would come back. I told him it was just me here. But if he needed somewhere to stay, he could come over.

I wasn't really thrilled, but he was a friend, even if I had to begrudgingly admit it.

Life was going pretty well until I got a phone call from Argent.

The only reason I picked it up was that it was an unknown number, and I assumed it was someone I knew who I liked, but apparently, it was someone who I knew that I fucking hated. But I already picked up the phone by then it was too late.

Argent wanted to know if Stiles was at home. I told him he wasn't, but he said if I was lying, I would regret it.

Which I didn't understand other than he was threatening me, and I got really pissed off and hung up on him.

But I guess I should've listened to him because I heard a knock on my door, and I obviously could tell it was Argent.

I didn't know how he found out where I live specifically, but I was preparing to fight.

But when I opened the door, I was really shocked because it wasn't just Argent, it was also a Deaton.

And my momentary confusion led to them knocking me out.

I woke up about 10 minutes later tied to a chair surrounded in Mountain ash.

I glared at both of them. They were lucky I was tied up because if I wasn't, I would've probably killed them.

It was probably good thinking on their part, even if I hate to admit it.

I have no qualms about killing either of them.

"Peter, where is Stiles?" Deaton asked; I assume he already checked all the other rooms while I was unconscious.

Obviously not finding Stiles but obviously realizing he lived here.

"Who knows," I said, glaring at him.

Deaton looked at Argent, asking,

"You warned him, didn't you?"

"I tried. But he said Stiles wasn't here by the time I called him, so this isn't on me. I still don't believe we have to do this. As much as I don't like Peter, I figured we could all talk about this like adults." Chris said, looking displeased.