𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒
"how can two broken souls fit
so perfectly together as one?"
in which liam dunbar's long-time
crush, anabelle stilinski, finally
starts to look a...
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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN STILINSKI'S BITCH
STILES AND ANABELLE followed their father through the police station, where the Stilinski boy had stopped on the way to school to prove his suspicions of Theo Raeken correct, who he nor trusted or believed was telling the truth. "I know his family left town around the time he was nine or ten, his older sister got into an accident when he was eight." Stiles told Noah, reminding Belle of the boy.
"Go to school, or atleast take Belle in. You know how many times the school called me last semester to tell me that my daughter didn't show up to any of her classes?" Noah told them, the two siblings sending the older man innocent smiles.
"I'll be better this year, Dad. I promise." She told him, and Noah couldn't help but smile softly at the usage of 'dad.' She'd finally gotten used to it over the Summer, and felt as if he truly was her father— biologically or not.
"Dad, this guy is a werewolf." Stiles argued, trying to convince the man to help in search for any evidence that he wasn't genuine. Belle had her suspicions too, but she wasn't so fixed on proving them— or, she couldn't be bothered to go on a full detective case like her brother.
"Your best friend is a werewolf. You are dating a werecoyote. And your sister is a mage. I mean, I hardly have any idea of what that actually is. But when the flying monkeys come soaring through the station, you will have my undivided attention." Noah replied.
"How about I soar you through the station." Anabelle joked, picking at her nail polish whilst Stiles struggled to hold in a laugh, and Noah grew more frustrated by the minute.
"Hey- watch your attitude, young lady! And just go to school— please." Noah begged, before getting interrupted as Stiles wandered towards him, muttering beneath his breath.
"What did you do?"
"What do you mean 'what did I do?'" Noah asked, whilst Belle furrowed her brows, watching as her brother inspected every detail of her father.
"There's something different about you." Stiles stated, as Noah tried to back away from where he was practically smelling him. "What are you talking about?"
"What is it? What's different?" Belle narrowed her eyes, trying to see what her brother was so worked up about, Though she didn't notice anything.
"For the love of God, Stiles. Just go to school! And take your sister with you!"
"We will go if you promise to do a full background check of the Raekens." Stiles tried to compromise, though Noah had said no immediately. Belle rolled her eyes, already bored and so, using her magic, she'd pulled Stiles' car keys out of his pocket, ready to drive herself. Even though she had never driven before.
