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Chapter nine

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"You're going to bite Stiles."

Flora's mind went numb when she heard what Lydia said to Scott.

"To get him through the rift." Scott nodded.

The Vila sniffled and looked away. "He wouldn't want that." She murmured, avoiding the stares. The image of Stiles' face was almost visible in Flora's brain but his personality was there fully. She knew that Stiles wouldn't want to grow fangs, fur and claws.

She knew that he wanted to stay normal.

Not that her friends weren't normal -well they weren't but neither was she - but Stiles wanted to stay human, even if he complained about it.

The Alpha sighed and walked towards his 'almost' sister. They were at the police station, Flora was sitting on one of the desks while the others were standing.

"It's the only way," Scott assured the girl.

"Just to clarify."

Flora rolled her eyes harshly when she heard the voice of Peter Hale behind her. That man was back for a couple of days and he was already annoying the living life of Flora.

"Are you planning on biting everyone in the train station?"

The blonde bit her lip and nodded towards the werewolf. "Hate to admit it but that's a good question."

Peter grinned and walked towards the desk Flora was sitting on. "Thank you."

"With Stiles back, he'll be able to help us figure out a plan," Scott answered, ignoring the interaction.

Malia clicked her tongue. "He's good at that."

It was true (at least from what Flora could remember ), Stiles was always the one who came up with a plan that saved their asses.
They were screwed without him.

"So the plan is to get Stiles to come up with a plan." Peter sarcastically chortled.

Flora rolled her eyes as she jumped off the desk. "Shut up." She and Malia barked at the male at the same time.

The oldest werewolf looked at his daughter with a stern face. "Malia, look around." He waved off the space around them. "We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills. If they take us, Lydia will be the only one left to haunt the place."

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