Teen Wolf X-Reader

Red eyes, Red past - Chapter 17

They all stared at me, the doctor, the true alpha, and my brother. Derek just looked at me, no expression. The usual for my younger brother.

The true alpha, Scott looked at me like he was ready to rip out my throat. "Take a picture why dontchya?" I walked to the sink filling a glass of water for each of us. I carried two in each hand, handing one to the doctor, Derek, the true alpha, and one next to the bed.

I pulled the door to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cranberry juice, I drank a few sips, then pulled out a flask, poured in a little alcohol, and closed the cap. I slipped the flask back into my pocket and continued talking.

"I could stop this all now, but you know the rules of the wolves, Derek, Scott. Well, maybe just Derek. I've seen your grades, McCall." He shot me another glare. 

"You see Scott, I have a twin, our brother Thomas. I played around with your little girlfriend's head, making her so crazy it made her body glitch." I laughed.

"Basically without Thomas, I can't do anything to help," I said, taking a sip of the strong juice. Of course, it wouldn't affect me, but alcohol sure does help a crabby mood.

"So both of you have the power to cause this," The doctor sort of asked.

"But only the two of you together can fix it." I nodded.

"El médico esta correcta." I replied. 

"When the hell did you learn Spanish?" Derek asked.

"I was a runaway young brother. Mexico is a great place to hide." I love to make my brother look stupid. A highlight of my day, trust me I love Derek, but I have to be the tough one, our past was too horrid. The fire, our parents, relatives, everyone. Gone. The Argents used to call us the "Red-eyed" but they later found that not all of us have the power or the red eyes.

Red eyes = Alpha - Blue eyes = Omega which means a werewolf killed someone of the innocent or was a lone wolf - Yellow/Gold = Beta - And well, that's it. Derek and I made a little story, after the fire of course. We called it Red Eyes, Red Past. Derek wasn't all about business, and being tough. He was a regular person. He was studying to be a personal trainer, and getting people fit was something that made him happy.

"Her eyes, what color are they?" I asked. 

"Normal.. or." Scott asked, "Not normal." He sighed and scratched his head, "Purple?" He was very sure about it but was asking as if he needed an answer.

I pulled a stool from the island bar and set it next to the girl. "That's a new one," I scoffed, sitting down. I pulled her hair back, so it wasn't messily in her face. I uncovered the blanket from her legs, then looked at the boys. "Go in the hall." They all had wide eyes. The doctor stayed. "Nope." He said I shrugged.

I pulled off her pants and examined her legs. They were pale and had thick, unusual veins running up and down. "Hmm," I then looked at her arms, nothing.. Yet. I slid my finger down her arm, a shock ran through my fingers. 

"The connection between an alpha and its Beta is a strong one. Unless the Beta accepts the power and strength of the wolf, the balance between human and wolf is dangerous. That's what is causing this, well partially." I said to the doctor. 

"She is refusing it? The transformation?" The boy next to (Y/N) said, he had his eyes open and was looking at the ceiling.

"Stiles, how are you feeling?" The doctor asked. 

"Tired? I have heard everything honestly, but is she refusing it?" I sighed, annoyed. 

"Yes! And she won't wake up until she accepts it, even then she won't be the same, I've screwed with her too much." He tried sitting up, it took a while before he could. "Stiles. If you want to help her, you have to help yourself."

He was confused, "How?" I laughed at his response. 

"Stiles when was the last time you and Scott went to an arcade, or you went to just have fun." He shook his head, "That doesn't matter, I just want her alive, what can I do?"

I stood up and opened a window. I looked outside to look at the weather, it was cold but sunny. I shut the window and walked back over.

"You are just going to help, Stiles, you're going to talk to her, tell her if she doesn't accept it things will get worse, for both of you." He nodded. "Deaton will direct you. Hold her hand, close your eyes, and try talking to her."

An hour later they both woke up. They were both starving for some reason. The girl refused to look or talk to me, at all. Hopefully, she will get over it.

**NOTE**
Hi! This is Haille from 2023 :)
It's been years since I've written this story, so I'm currently going back to fix typos and perhaps structure it better so it's easier to read. Then MAYBE I'll continue writing it.. since apparently, it's so popular!

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