Theo Raeken Imagines

Spells - Halloween 2021

Theo knew it was you. He knew when the barrier held him out, when he lost Scott's scent and when no one could find the way Lydia had fled from him in the woods. He went to your house, expecting that he wouldn't be able to get past the barrier.

He scaled the side of your house and headed for the open window. He stepped into the spare bedroom, through the window, and looked around. He could see the spell work, bowls filled with mixed smells and items he couldn't identify, books open and marked with tabs. There was a pile of notebooks, the one that was open had lines of your handwriting. The house was quiet and he guessed all the spell work would have tired you out.

He crept silently through the house, missing every creaky floorboard as he moved down the hall. He moved the door just right, so it wouldn't creak, and when he saw the lump on your bed he knew that we were right.

"There's my little traitor." He whispered to himself as he crept towards you. When he reached the edge of your bed he crouched down and watched you sleep. He wasn't sure what he had planned to do. He had been furious. He'd planned on letting you know it. But watching you sleep he was doubting if he could do anything at all. To your credit you had warned him. That if he took things too far you'd side with Scott. Which had felt like betrayal. But wouldn't he defend you if someone threatened you. It wasn't as if he'd felt anything for you. At least, not anything that he'd admit too. He watched you for a while, minutes ticking past. He eventually decided he would go back and say that he couldn't get past your barriers and would try again.

"Theo?" You grumbled as you sat up. He froze, having gotten up and moved halfway to your bedroom door. "Theo!" You said again as you realised that he was in your room. You were standing on your bed now, watching him wearily.

"What you did was witchcraft, premeditated and uncalled for... merely to irritate me." Theo said calmly and then he left. You stood frozen in fear. You'd tried your best to use spells that wouldn't have Theo suspecting you. But he knew. He could get past the barriers that were meant to stay up even if you were incapastitated. You couldn't do anything other than stare at the spot that he'd been in. After a long time, standing frozen in shock, it occurred to you that you should call someone, Scott. He wouldn't mind coming and checking on you. Not after you saved his pack. Maybe Malia would be better, she would hunker down in your living room and stay until she was sure you were safe, no matter who asked her to leave.