Forbidden Hidden Love (Teen Wolf)(Book 2)

Chapter 17

That night, Fionnuala and Stiles were running out to his jeep when their dad pulled into the driveway and got out.

"Hey. Can't talk, gotta run," Stiles said, about to open his door. When he didn't answer, Stiles turned around. "Hey, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. What's wrong?"

As soon as she heard her twin say that, Fionnuala walked around the back of the jeep to see the sheriff turn around to face Stiles.

"Nothing," he answered.

"Oh. Where's your gun?"

"I left it at the station along with my badge."

"What?" Fionnuala asked.

"It's alright," he reassured them both. "You know what? We'll talk about this later."

"Dad."

"Don't worry about it."

"Dad!"

The sheriff sighed. "It was decided that the son of a police chief stealing police property and having a restraining order filed against him by one of the town's most respected attorneys did not reflect well on the county."

Fionnuala's jaw dropped. Stiles stole police property?

"They fired you?" Stiles asked.

"Nah. Look, it's - it's just a leave of absence. It's - it's temporary."

"Did they say it was temporary or...?"

"Actually, no. You know, i-it's fine. Don't worry about it though. Hey. We're going to be fine." He turned and began walking towards the house.

"Dad," Stiles called. He waited until his father turned around. "I don't get it. Why - why aren't you angry at me?"

"I don't know. Maybe I just don't want to feel any worse than I already do by having to yell at my son." With that, he turned and walked into the house.

The twins stood there together in silence for a few seconds before Stiles said, "Oh, shoot."

With a sigh, the siblings got into the jeep and picked up Scott before they began driving to the warehouse where the party was being held.

"You okay?" Scott asked, as they got out and Stiles was pulling the bags from the back of his car. Fionnuala had already disappeared inside to meet up with Danny.

"Yeah, why?" Stiles answered.

"You just didn't say anything the whole way here."

"No, I'm fine. We're fine. Let's grab the other bag."

"I can't. Remember Deaton said you have to do it alone."

"Okay, this plan is really starting to suck."

Scott glanced over. "No. Not here, not now." He began to jog away from Stiles.

"What? Scott! What am I supposed to- plan officially sucks."

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(I am gonna warn you ahead of time. I'm not good at describing battle scenes)(

Derek approached Chris and four other hunters with Boyd.

"Derek. Back off," he demanded.

"Back off?" Derek asked. "That's really all you've got? I got to be honest, Chris. I was really expecting more from the, uh, big, bad veteran werewolf hunter."

Chris smirked. "Okay, then. How about 'didn't anyone ever tell you not to bring claws to a gun fight'?"

The four hunters behind him raised and cocked their guns, pointing them at the two werewolves.