Stiles knew the pack was distant, and for good reason, but he ignored it, they were the only family he had, he did have his father, but he was always at work, providing for them, but what happens when two vampires save him and claim that he can help...
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Whiskey eyes looked up at the ceiling above, the moonlight shining in from the window. Stiles lay on his bed, it was around eight at night and he had nothing to do. He'll admit, he felt weird not having Violet or Louis with him.
They have been together for a while now, just trying to get a sense of this whole prophecy thing and train Stiles, which they haven't done much. They only really trained his super strength, but he had got the hang of it pretty quickly.
Stiles was also thinking about the whole Lichen accident yesterday, is he the one they're supposed to defeat? Does he have more like him? Will it be easy? Will there be deaths?
Stiles shook his head, he didn't want to think like that. It wasn't happening now. He just hoped Violet and Louis were okay, they had gone to look for Lichen, but it had been a whole day and they hadn't contacted him or appeared in his room.
His attention was then brought to his room door when a knock sounded. "Come in," He calls out, looking at his dad who walks into his room with a paper bag in his hand.
"I brought some curly fries," Noah smiles slightly, waving the bag in his hand.
Stiles smiled gratefully, now realizing how hungry he was. He sat up and took the bag from his father. As he ate the food, he looked at his dad with a raised brow as the older male sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Dad?" Stiles says after he swallows the food in his mouth.
"Okay, I'm going to be honest with you, son. I'm worried about you," Noah looks at his son with a concerned look.
"Ah, that's why you got me curly fries," Stiles hums out, still eating the food. "There's nothing to be worried about, Dad, I'm fine," He reassures Noah when he sees the look on the man's face.
"Are you? I haven't seen you all day, son. You haven't been hanging with the pack, and you're barely going to school. I'm worried, Stiles. You know I'm not strict with you, but if anything is going on, you need to tell me," Noah sighs out, pleading with his son.
Stiles sighs. "Okay, but promise me you won't freak out,"
"Oh god, is it that bad?" Noah asks.
"Promise me, Dad," Stiles looks at him seriously.
"Fine, yeah, I promise," Noah agrees.
"To sum it up, I'm a mate to two vampires, and we're a part of this prophecy, we're supposed to stop this vampire coven, I don't know all the details, we're working on that part," Stiles looks up at his dad, but Noah had a hand over his heart. "Dad?"
