who am I (Stiles Stilinski fanfiction)

Wolf moon PT 2

Hey my wolves this is part two hope you enjoy
Disclaimer I do not own teen wolf but by gods I wish I did.

TW: mention of pills at the end and minor panic attack.
-AJ

Next day after school Akalis' POV

I sat in Stiles' room as I did my maths homework, "Kal you need to see this, I've done research and I think we might've been right." I look up at him and scoff, " It was only a joke Sty." He ran a hand through his hair and walked over to me, handing me a few sheets of paper. I skim through them and look up with an eyebrow raised. "Really Mischief? I mean come on, a werewolf? I mean we only have silver cutlery and he's not dead yet." He walks over to me lifting up my arms and sitting before putting my head in his lap. "Listen I know it doesn't sound real but you didn't see what I saw, come to think of it you've been out the whole day, oh God I should've asked sooner. Are you ok? What happened?" He rambled so I took my hand, and placed it over his mouth "You talk to much M" I said smiling at him slightly. He looks at me and sighs. " Kal, I'm serious you blacked out, you fainted in the middle of the forest." I shook my head and laughed. "Sty I'm serious, I'm fine." He opened his mouth to reply.

But just at that moment Scott walks in. He looks at Stiles weirdly then says, "What is this?" Stiles replies by saying, "Dude you gotta see this, I was up all night researching, webites, books. All this information. Kal can you give him the sheets please." I get up to grab the sheets, he means as Scott says, "Dude how much Adderall have you had today?" Me and Stiles answer at the same time. "Tons"-"Alot, doesn't matter ok just listen." I give Scott the sheets and he asks me, "Is this about the body? Did they find who did it?" I shake my head while Stiles answers "No, they're still questioning people-" "-even Derek Hale" I interject. "Yeah but that's not it," Stiles shouts. Akali looks down and mutters, "*Сука, тебе не нужно было кричать." Stiles looks at me, "what does that mean." I look at him, confused, "what does what mean?"

He tilts his head to the side and opens his mouth as if he's going to day something, but shuts it after a second. Scott looks between us then back to me asking "Isn't that the guy from the woods, the one in the leather jacket. He looked-" "-hot-" "-weird?!" He looks at me shocked with my interjection and Stiles scoffs, muttering incoherently.

"Yes but that isn't what you two are here for!" Stiles shouts, I flinch slightly at the volume but enough for them both to notice. I look down hearing Stiles mutter many apologies. "It's fine Stiles.." I say. I look up at him and give him a small smile. " Explain why Scott's here." He nods at me before continuing.

"Ok so remember that joke from the other day, yeah not a joke anymore." He says shaking his head. "The wolf, the bite in the woods. I started doing some reading, do you know why a wolf howls?" He says and looks to us at the end. Scott shakes his head, "Should I?" I look at him then to Stiles, "Isn't it a signal of some sort a call, to get a pack?" The buzcut boy nods frantically muttering a 'yeh'.

My brother looks at me "A pack of wolves?" I start to answer before getting cut off by my best friend. " No," he says, "werewolves." He scoffs in disbelief. "Are you seriously wasting my time with this, I'm picking up Allison in an hour."  He starts to pick up his rucksack and starts to leave, only to be stopped by Stiles grabbing his arm and stepping in front of him.

"I saw you on the field today Scott, okay. What you did, it wasn't just amazing alright. It was impossible!" He says desperately, almost sounding like begging. I start wondering what I actually missed at school today. "Yeah, so I made a good shot." Scott replies as Stiles grabs his bag and starts rifling through it trying to find something. 

While doing this he exclaims, "No you made an incredible shot, I mean the way you moved, your speed, your reflexes? Y'know, people can't just suddenly do that overnight. And there's the vision, and the senses, and don't even think I don't notice that you don't need your inhaler anymore."