︎Dakari Stilinski is the older brother of Stiles Stilinski. He was in his senior year, when his entire life changed, his younger brother, dragged him into the woods with their best friend.
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CHAPTER ONE: wolf moon
★·.·'¯'·.·★ 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ★·.·'¯'·.·★
DAKARI STILINSKI WALKED INTO THE SCHOOL LATE AT NIGHT. For the night before senior year, all seniors would get in the library and write their initials on a library bookshelf.
"Can't believe tonight is the night," Xavier speaks.
"Yeah," Dakari agreed, then smiled at his best friend. "How much extra credit did you do to pass junior year?"
"Asshole, why am I friends with you?"
The two entered the library, waiting next to each other. Dakari scanned the library shelve, turning his head and smiling when he had seen the familiar 'D.H' initials. He then took the sharpie, writing down his initials; D.S. He handed the sharpie to Xavier.
★·.·'¯'·.·★ 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ★·.·'¯'·.·★
An hour later when Dakari was awoken by his brother, saying that they needed to stop by and pick up Scott before they all went out to the woods and searched for a dead body.
My little brother is a damned idiot. Dakari thought, rubbing his eyes. The older Stilinski cursed his younger brother as he put on a jacket. He ran down the stairs, beating Stiles to the front seat.
"Oh, come on! Out of my car!" Stiles yells.
"It's our car," Dakari replied. "Well, technically my car, I only told you that once you could start driving, I'd share it with you so dad wouldn't have to worry about getting you your own. Now, passenger seat, before I put you in the back and Scott gets shotgun."
Stiles muttered about his older brother being a jerk as he walked around the car. "I swear you live to torture me."
"It's in the job description, as your big brother," Dakari sarcastically replied; he started the car, driving towards their best friend's house. ★·.·'¯'·.·★ 𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 ★·.·'¯'·.·★
"Okay, come on," Stiles opened the passenger door.
"No, I know you're just going to run right back to the front seat. You pushed me into Scott the last time to get to the driver's seat. Luckily, you weighed seventy pounds and were easy to lift." Dakari smiled sweetly at his brother, then gesturing to their best friend's house. "Go."
