Hey guys! So glad you enjoyed the last revamp *🤣* of the story! I'm sorry for the long delay. It's near the end of the first semester for me and it's also my senior year so I'll try to update sooner!! Anyways let's get onto the story, shall we?
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3rd Person P.O.V:
Arriving at the little house he called home Sam was immediately drawn to the pale boy now known as Stiles. More specifically the giant bruise that was slowly but surely healing on his left cheek.
" Hey, Stiles right? " When he receives an affirmative nod he continued.
" Listen I'm sorry about Paul, he's just.. " he trailed off not really knowing what to say, but thankfully Stiles filled in the awkward silence.
"He's just a giant dick? "
Or maybe not.
" Yeah. "
He chose to agree already liking the newest addition to the growing list of imprints. It seems like just yesterday Jacob had imprinted on Angela Weber.
" So is he gonna come back and apologize or are you his bitch that does that for him?" Stiles asked with a smirk and a hint of sarcasm.
Sam was shook, to say the least, and Embry who at the moment was drinking some juice to wash the muffin down, snorted, juice spraying out of his nose painfully while Emily coughed to hide the giggle that wanted to come out.
"Yeah, Sam are you Paul's bitch now? " Embry teased after covering from his painful snort earning himself a glare.
" No now go run patrols, you warned yourself another 2 hours that comment. " He growled out, frustrated and embarrassed to no end.
" Aw come on Boss is just a joke! Don't be so harsh." He whined not looking forward to the long hours of walking back and forth sniffing for leeches.
" Well, you should have thought of that before you made that comment now go. " He said firmly with a hint of Alpha command in his tone.
Meanwhile, Stiles who had been silent the whole time was thinking over what Embry said. What did he mean by Boss? Then it clicked! Sam was the alpha. Oh my God, I just called the alpha a bitch. What the fuck Stilinski? God do you always have to have such a big mouth? Ugh. Shaking off his thoughts he sheepishly looked up at Sam and was slightly intimidated by the look he was given.
"Look I'm sorry I said that it's just that I'm a very sarcastic person and I didn't mean to insult you and I have no mouth-to-brain filter so I might say something that is very inappropriate and you should just disregard it. And on that note, I also want to apologize for calling you a bitch. I didn't realize you were the alpha. " He rambled out before being able to be chastised.
Sam just threw him a tight-lipped smile and waved off about the apology. It was really just a comment so why overreact? That's when he heard the howl and he rushed off towards the border after tying his shorts to his ankle.
~ With Embry and his dreadful patrols 5 minutes earlier~
God, why does Boss always have to be so stuck up like jeez it was one comment. Can't he pull the stick from his ass for once?
What are you whining about now ya moron?
Jesus Christ Paul, warn a guy why don't ya before ya start talking in their head. I'll have you know that I was not whining I was simply expressing my thoughts on how stuck up Sam is.
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