The Bite (Sterek/Stackson/Steter)(boyxboy)

Chapter 2

*Picture above is Stiles now*

Ten years later

It had been ten years since Stiles had left.
When Stiles left Beacon Hills, he went to London.

He got a degree in law at London University and had passed at the top of his class.

Now he ran the 1# law firm in the U.S;
Stilinski and co
It hadnt taken him long to build up his firm and since then it kept growing, expanding and attracting clients from all over.

Everyone wanted Stiles' firm to represent them. Stiles had become an amazing lawyer and never lost a case.
Stiles had grown very famous and was in the top ten sexiest men in numerous magazines.

He was very successful and had millions, close to being a billionaire and he loved it.
He had grown hard, cold and unreachable.
When Stiles left Beacon, he changed
It was noon when he got the phone call.

A knock on his door interrupted the case he was currently looking over.
"Come in." Stiles huffed.
The brown oak door swung open and his secretary stepped in.
"Sir, theres a call from a Beacon Hills Memorial hospital."
Stiles froze.
"Page them to me, Margaret."
Margaret nodded and left, used to her bosses dismissive behavior.
Stiles picked up his phone.
"Hello, this is Stiles Stilinski."
A voice answered on the other end of the phone.
"Hello sir. Im calling to inform you that your father, John Stilinski has been admitted this morning."
Stiles blanked. He couldnt believe it, his only living relative.
"Sir, hes in very critical condition and will most likely not make it through the night."
Stiles sucked in a sharp breath and cursed.
"Ill be there in three hours."
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Stiles stepped off his private jet that had just landed in Beacon.
Hurrying to his pre-bought car, he stepped on it to the hospital.

Stiles burst through the lobby at a brisk pace. The doors flew against the wall with a loud bang, gaining everyones eyes on him.

"Where is my dad?" Stiles barked.
Melissa Mccall ran up to Stiles, not recognizing him.
"Sir, if you could just calm down and tell me his name, I can help you find him."
Stiles glared at her.
"John Stilinski."
Melissa gasped.
"Stiles? What are-"
Stiles cut her off.
"Where is he? Youre a nurse, do your job."
Melissa was appalled. Stiles had never spoken like that to her before.
She straightened her nurse uniform and walked around the desk to find the room number.
"Hes in room 215."
Stiles nodded his head at her and strode forward without a glance back anxious to get to his dad.
Melissa quickly grabbed the phone and dialed a number she knew by heart.
"Hello?" The voice on the other end said.
"Scott, Stiles is back."
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The tone sounded.