𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐁𝐘, 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐟 𝐱 𝐭𝐯𝐝

-²³ IN WHICH IS IT OKAY TO FAWN OVER THE SEXY, INJURED WEREWOLF AT THE VETS?

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* chapter twenty three ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

❛ the one in which is it okay to fawn over the sexy, injured werewolf at the vets?. ❜

WHEN HOPE PUSHED THE DOOR OPEN TO THE VET CLINIC AND STEPPED INSIDE, she was shocked to see a shirtless boy seizing on the table, with Deaton holding a bunch of needles. She was even more shocked to see him foaming at the mouth. But she was the most shocked about the fact that he was actually, rather extremely good looking.

Her eyes scanned his abs ( all eight of them ) before they found her brother's, who looked both exasperated by her presence but panicked by the situation, and she swallowed back her need to fawn over the boy. "What the fuck is this?" She asked the two worriedly.

"Well, by this, do you mean the boy you apparently find attractive or the fact he's probably going to die in about ten minutes time?" Stiles protested sarcastically as he fumbled with the equipment Doctor Deaton had shoved into his hands, a small yelp falling from his lips, "Because both are hard to explain."

Hope wandered further into the room after closing the door again and hopped onto one of the counters away from the dying patient, looking mighty frantic for a moment, "As much as I'd love to know who this is, I think the fact he's dying is something you're gonna have to explain, hard or not." Her voice was high pitched, "Because what the fuck?"

"Saying what the fuck doesn't help!"

"I was gone for one night, not even a full twenty four hours. How the hell have you managed to give probably the hottest teenager I've ever seen rabies?"

"Look, is it even okay for you to be fantasizing about this kid? I mean he's passed out and might be in the morgue in three hours ti—"

"—Stiles!"

"Right, well, we went to the lacrosse game—hey, don't look at me like that, it wasn't my idea to send two werewolves onto the pitch with a werewolf hunter trying to get millions off a fucking deadpool, alright—and mid game, this guy and Liam are at it because hey, this is the guy who used to bully our new beta—so you can take your oogly eyes off him right this second—and right as one of the murderers was about to impale Liam with the poison in his lacrosse stick, this guy rams into him and gets hit instead—"

"—so I can look at him with oogly eyes then, because he saved Liam's life?"

"And then Scott went to help him, because Scott's like the batman, true alpha style! And then the murderer's best friend, because apparently there's two of them, tries to kill Scott with some lassoe string strangling device. But Scott uses said alpha powers to throw her off so he lives, I bring our mighty saviour to Deaton, and then you show up."

Hope sat there for a moment, trying to comprehend what he had told her. Then, she sighed and hummed in contemplation, "So basically, I disappear for twelve hours and everything goes to shit. And now we're here."

He thought about it for a moment, "Pretty much."

She rolled her eyes, "Right, so what the hell is happening to the kid?"

This time, the two siblings turn their attention to the very concentrated Deaton, who is holding down the shirtless boy's arm and trying to push a needle filled with medicine inside. It's clear that he was worried as well, which only made them more worried.