gracella has one task. one. befriend stiles stilinski, use him to threaten scott mccall. but she doesn't know how persuasive he can be with those he cares about. and boy, does he care about her.
(stiles stilinski x oc)
(teen wolf)
(season 3a-3b)
(b...
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"Arguing boys?" Grace said as she approached the twins. She already heard them arguing about Danny, might as well save Ethan while she could. "That aside, I need him," She said, grabbing the collar of Ethan's shirt.
She dragged him to the stairwell despite his protests. Scott and Stiles were already there, waiting on her to deliver on her side of the deal.
"Here he is," She said, going to stand next to Stiles.
"Why am I here? And why are you even trying to talk to me?" Ethan asked as he stumbled his way up the stairs. "I helped kill your friend, how do you know I'm not gonna kill another one?"
"Is he looking at me?" Stiles asked the other two. "Are you threatening me? You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna break off an extra large branch of mountain ash, wrap it in wolfsbane, roll it in mistletoe, and shove it up your freaking-"
"Whoa, Stiles," Scott said, eyes blowing up wide.
"I think he gets the picture," The girl beside him snorted.
"We're talking to you because I know you didn't want to kill Boyd," Scott told him. "And I think that if something like that happened now, you wouldn't do it again."
"You don't know what we owe them," Ethan said, looking at Scott, but his eyes flickering back to Grace. "Especially Deucalion. We weren't like Kali and Enis when we met him. We weren't alphas."
"What were you?" Scott asked, softly, hearing the breaks in his voice.
"Omegas," Ethan admitted. "I'm actual wolf packs, omegas are the scapegoat, the last to eat, the one who has to take the abuse from the rest of the pack."
"So you and your brother were like the bitches of the pack?" Stiles asked. Grace slapped his arm at the insensitive comment.
"Something like that."
"What happened?" Scott asked him.
"They were killers. I mean, people talk about us as monsters. Well, they were the ones who gave us the reputation. And our alpha was the worst of them," Ethan told them.
"Why didn't you guys just fight back?" Stiles asked. "Form Voltron Wolf, you know? Kick everyone's asses?"
"We couldn't! We didn't know how to control it back then."
"Deucalion taught you," Scott realized.
"And then, we fought. We took down the whole pack, one by one. And by the time we got to our alpha, he was begging for his life. And we tore him apart. Literally."
