Ch. 17 - A NOVEL APPROACH

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- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN -🎭 A Novel Approach 🎭

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- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN -
🎭 A Novel Approach 🎭


Iris was putting Valen to bed when someone knocked on the door, making her furrow her brows as she glanced at the time. She quickly walked out to the living room before opening the door to find Sriles standing there, awkwardly rubbing his shoulder. 

"What's wrong?" Iris asked and Stiles cleared his throat slightly, "I got hurt and I thought you'd be the person I could go to for help who wouldn't ask questions." Stiles said. Iris looked at him with raised eyebrows for a moment before stepping to the side to let him in. 

A moment later, Iris walked over to Stiles, who was sitting down at the dining table, before setting a first aid kit on the table. "Let me see it." Iris said and Stiles pulled down his shirt on his shoulder to reveal a circular wound that almost looked like a bite, but not like any kind of bite Iris has ever seen. 

She glanced at Stiles to see a very troubled and distant look on his face, making her sigh softly before she started to clean the wound. "I know you don't want me to ask questions, and I'm not going to..." Iris said as she put a patch of gauze on his shoulder before sitting down in the chair next to him. 

"But if you want to talk, I will listen, I won't judge and I won't tell anyone else." Iris said and Stiles let out a shaky breath, his hands shaking. "Stiles." Iris said, gently putting her hands on top of his, looking at him worriedly. "You don't have to tell me right now, you don't have to tell me at all. But if you want to tell someone, I'm right here." Iris said and Stiles nodded slightly. 

"Donovan's dead..." He said in a whisper, making Iris furrow her brows, "How do you know?" Iris asked and Stiles let out a deep breath. "Because I just killed him." Stiles whispered and Iris nodded slightly, "What happened?" She asked and he glanced at her. 

"I fell asleep in the library and when I went to leave, the jeep wouldn't start. I was working on it when he came up behind me and bit my shoulder with this mouth he had on his hand." Stiles explained while looking down at his hand as she nodded slightly. 

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