Chapter 15

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3rd POV

It was the middle of the night when Stiles was woken up by a shake.

The person that was shaking almost made him loose a couple of limps with how rough and fast they was shaking him.

Stiles eyes had became black completely when he opened his eyes.

His teeth was a sharp as broken glass but silver as metal.

Once he had saw it was, he groaned and hit his pillow with his head.

"Are you going to explain why the fuck you woke me up."

Stiles turned to his side and snuggled against Klaus who wrapped his arms around his waist and brung him even closer to him, squeezing lightly.

"And why are you awake late at night Mørke and Klaus??"

All Mørke did was giggle softly and Klaus kissed Stiles head before getting up as well.

"Twin you know I love you right??"

Mischief paused for a minute before side-eyeing Mørke as if he did something completely wrong.

"What do you want twin??"

This made Mørke push Klaus to the side, hoping in the bed and cuddling Mischief's side.

"I need your advice. Both of you guys advise, but not here...I need help."

Now this made both Mischief and Klaus look at Mørke.

The confident, crazy, mischievous, crazy, brother and twin needs help.

He didn't sound like his regular self.

"I have already woken up mama and papa as well. I need help from the four of you guys. Mama and papa knows how to handle my situation as well as you guys and I-"

He looked down for a minute, cutting himself off.

Stiles looked down now worried for his twin. He kissed Mørke on top of his head and got up.

"Let's go somewhere where there is nobody going to eavesdrop."

Klaus got up as well after he kiss Mørke's forehead.

"Go get dressed brother, we'll meet you guys down."

All Mørke did was nod his head and left the room to inform both Stiles and his mama and papa.

It wasn't long until they were all downstairs.

When they both went downstairs they had seen Maux, Helvede, and Mørke in front of the Christmas tree, waiting to go.

Klaus and Stiles had decided to bring their little bundle of joy to them as well, only because Uriasz was crying up a storm once he had felt both of his parents walk past his room and not get him.

Now Uriasz had a smug face on his face, looking proud of what he had done.

"You guys ready??" Stiles had asked, adjusting Uriasz on his hip with Klaus holding the baby bag.

When they had confirmed, all six of them was out of the house.












When they had confirmed, all six of them was out of the house

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