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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Violet woke up to a finger rubbing circles on her stomach. As her eyes fell open, they fell onto Louis who smiled at her with a small smile. She lets out a sigh as she sits up, pushing Louis' hand off her.
Louis sighs as he sits up, a hand running through his hair. "Vi, come on, why are you still mad at me?" He asks, but the girl ignores him and gets up, going to her bag to get her outfit for the day.
Louis sighs in aggravation, getting up as a hand rubs over his face. "Fine, whatever, you're in a bad mood for no reason,"
Violet scoffs, pulling on her shirt before she turns around. "For no reason? Yeah because you trying to force me to talk to Stiles for a whole week is no reason,"
"Because he needs to know, Vi, he's our boyfriend for fucks sake," Louis looks at her.
"No he doesn't, it's none of his business, we need to worry about Lichen," Violet shakes her head.
"Yes it is his business, he's our mate, and we need him to defeat Lichen anyways, so why are you acting like this?" Louis huffs out.
Violet spins around, her eyes turning red as anger consumes her. "Because what that bastard did to me isn't something to talk about!"
"It happened to me too, Violet!" Louis yells back, taking a step forward as he too grows angry. "The shit you went through, I went through also! But it doesn't mean we don't have to tell Stiles! He is our fucking boyfriend, our mate, Violet. Out of everyone in this fucked up world, he deserves to know!"
"For what?! So he can look at me like some type of freak? So he can see me differently? What are you not getting?!" Violet screams, her hair moving widely as she shakes her head. "You know what, I'm not in the mood for this, I'm leaving,"
"Yeah, run away like always, you have a track record for that," Louis scoffs and rolls his eyes.
"Fuck you, Louis!" Violet yells before speeding away.
"Fuck!" Louis screams, spinning around and kicking a chair, watching it break into pieces. He lets out a growl before he speeds out of the church.
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A guy around his twenties was running through the woods, fear filling his body as he heard the footsteps behind him. It felt like he was in a dream, his feet were moving, but he didn't feel like he was running fast enough.
The wind somehow was still, making everything more silent than it should be. It was so cold that the sweat on his body felt like ice, his heart pounded in his ear as he heard a growl. Suddenly he felt a hand grab his neck, and he was slammed onto the leave-covered ground, and the wind was knocked out of his lungs.
