Atelophobia (TW soulmate AU)

Chapter 26: True Colors

Trigger Warning: Mentions of/ alludes to sexual assault, mental abuse, and murder

*Scott*

I've been doing a good job of avoiding Allison, staying locked in your room helps too.

Today's different though, my mom was getting worried. So I promised her I'd go outside, visit with pack or maybe go for a run. My wolf opted for the run. So we're currently in the preserve focusing on things that I haven't truly focused on in the past. 

How my wolf reacts to the forest. The nature. The Nematon. That's an interesting feeling. Like a low buzz under my skin. 

Comforting. 

I kept running getting my pent up energy out. I only stopped when the hair on the back of my neck stood up. 

Something's wrong. 

Quickly I move to my right just as an arrow pierces the tree I was standing in front of. 

Allison 

I turn towards her as she steps out from behind a tree. A sickly sweet smile on her face. She saunters up to me, running her hand across my shoulders and down my arms. 

My body tensed. My wolf growling lowly in my head, prickling t her touch. 

"Scott." she purred

I felt sick to my stomach

"Allison." clipped. I just want to go home. I don't want to entertain this. I go to leave and she grabbed my wrist. 

"Where are you going?"

"Home." I yank my wrist from her grip and fully turned around. 

I don't get far when my senses go haywire and an arrow gets stuck between my shoulder blades. I go down. 

"Not so fast."

Fuck.

Everything blurs slightly. My wolf is still just growling. 

"We need to talk." She said. 

A conversation I was hoping to avoid at least until after I could talk to Stiles, but I guess that's not going to happen. 

*Allison*

Mind clouded by anger, Scott still had no idea what was going to happen. He turned around and I grabbed one of my arrows coated in kanima venom with an extra kick and shoved it right between his shoulder blades. 

Scott hit the ground hard. 

Payback for ignoring me. For days. Weeks. I need my toy to help me get rid of the threats. Starting with Stiles. 

"We need to talk." I kicked him over and he just glared at me. 

"I figured having you on the ground where you belong is a good ay to have this conversation."

He growled at me, eyes flashing. 

Pathetic

"Now be a good dog and obey orders. Stay."

I crouched down so he could see me. 

Something's different. 

"Why've you been avoiding me?"

"Because I don't know if I can trust you." 

"Come on now, baby." I lifted his head up and kissed him. 

He kept his lips tight, refusing to kiss me back since he can't move away. A combination of the kanima venom and the grip I have on his chin. 

Breaking the kiss, I spoke, 

"Now, now baby. Why wouldn't you be able to trust me?"

"Because you fucked with my mate bond." 

"You found out about that, huh. How?"

"Deaton. Said it's the same thing Kate did to Derek."

Bastard

I rolled my eyes. 

"Now. Now. Scott, it's not my fault you never questioned it in the  first place."

"Why?" He sighed. 

"Why what?" 

"Why mess with it in the first place?"

"I had a mate. A hunter. Only one flaw, he wanted to help the supernatural. Not allowed in my family...." 

"Your dad...." Scott interrupted.. 

"Isn't considered family because of what he does. Helping monsters." I scoff, "Now back to my mate. The little shit tried to convince us to help supernatural too. He was a weak link so I killed him. Not like anyone was going to miss him." 

Scott paled. 

"If that's your view. That the supernatural is just full of monsters, why date me?"

"Because you were easy. You made it too easy. You were a man on the inside. You being a werewolf was just bonus. You were very easy to manipulate. Very dull. Even with all your enhanced senses, you never payed much attention to what you were putting in your body. Allowing more control to me. To us."

"Us?"

"My mother, Kate, and my grandfather. You did't think some of the things that happened to you were random, did you?" I smirked as the realization shown in his eyes. 

"So through to about Stiles...." He trailed off. 

"Yeah, that was us. He's a murder. Claims to be on your side, helping, and then just lets a demon possess him to try and kill me. ME! Ugh, it's like that thing knew!"

*Scott*

"I'm done" I said still on the ground. 

Senses still fucked. Vision still blurry. Harder to move than before. I feel like the Kanima venom should've worn off by now or be very close to it at this point. 

"No you're not." She said holding a vile in her hand. 

"Yes, he is."

I try to lift my head in the direction of the new voice. 

"Dad."

Chris Argent.

"Don't Allison. Leave. Scott's stated he doesn't want to be with you. Especially knowing the truth, but also what you've done to him." 

Allison growled and stormed off. 

"Hold on." Chris said before I felt the pain in my back. 

The Arrow. 

I forgot one of her arrows was in my back. 

"I can't..."

"Just breathe Scot. I'll get you out of here." 

"How did...." 

"How did I find you?" 

"Mmmhmm."

"Well some of your back has been coming by to se if Noah knew where you were or Stiles. I also was getting more of my things from the apartment since I've been moving into the Stilinski's. While I was there, I noticed some of the dangerous poisons I had were missing. A lot of them and remembering some of Stiles' theories about Allison, I had a hunch and followed her tracks."

"Oh," was all I could say as Chris picked me up. 

Stiles is still trying to help me after I've been a dumbass. After I've hurt him in more ways than one. 

He's still your friend Scott. Your brother.