To Dwell In Nightmares and Dreams

Rebuild

Why was he thinking of her? 

Yet the more he wanted his rage to control him over the past, the more her crying face became clearer in his head and he couldn't control his own thoughts. 

You hate werewolves because of what happened with the pack but Daisy became a werewolf, do...you hate her? A child who did nothing wrong? A child you killed... 

Shut up!

Do you hate her, did you want her dead despite what she became, was that her fault? 

Shut up!

What did she do to you? What did they do to you? 

Nothing.

So this boiling fiery rage in his heart that refused to dim was pointless after all? 

Yet no matter how he tried to handle the fire inside himself it still burned bright, aching to be released. He couldn't put it out but...maybe there was another way to handle it? 

His hands lowered slowly. 

The two werewolves fell down to the ground, sweating in fear and gasping for breath, their heart beats racing.

A prison right then was built around the fire, locking the rage deep within. It was locked with a promise to himself. 

If he ever saw them again, he'd be the one to judge whether they were worthy of living after what they'd done to him. All this fire inside would be used and hopefully emptied if he saw them again but something told him it wasn't if, it was when. 

He took a deep breath in as his hatred slowly dimmed. 

"Thank you" Alicia sighed. 

"It wasn't because of your request" He muttered. 

"What are your names?"  

"Whats it to you?"

"Calypso!" The elder werewolf growled, showing her teeth.

She looked down at the other werewolves growl, listening to her and becoming more submissive. 

The older werewolf said, looking at the ground "My name is Helena, Grand Master and this is Calypso, she is still young, please look past her behaviour. We wanted to stop this from happening but our alpha ordered us not to interfere" 

"I'll look past it. Be happy, you're no longer tied to that alpha any more. You should rebuild" Stiles told them, his voice emotionless, he made a portal in the air with just a thought. 

"Come on, let's go home" He told Alicia, she looked back at the stunned werewolves then gladly agreed.  

It was time to go home. 

They walked into the throne room and Stiles came to a halt. 

"Theres something I wanted to discuss with you" 

She said quickly "I'm sorry I stepped in but I thought I had too, the werewolves-" 

He chuckled, cutting her off "Not that, you don't need to apologies"  

He turned around to face her, he was smiling but Alicia couldn't tell the intent of it, there was a mixture of emotions behind that smile. 

"Alicia" His voice was soft "Are you trying to avoid the fact you saved my life today?" 

There was no hesitation in her reply "You have done the same for me, theres no need to make a big deal out of it" 

Stiles gave a chuckle as he said "I want to make a big deal out of it though, in fact, I think I've got the perfect reward" 

With a thought another portal appeared in front of them, he made a motion for her to follow him. She followed him, wondering what he had in store. 

She let out a gasp as she recognised where they were, how could she not? All sorcerous knew about this place but very few got to visit, only the lucky ones. She knew what was through those doors. This couldn't be real? 

"The S-silver Soul?"