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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As Violet tied her hair into a ponytail, she walked into the church, a sigh falling past her lips. "Louis, are you here?" She looked around the place, but she grew uneasy just as she heard a noise. "Louis?" She makes her way more into the church.
Her body tenses when she sees a figure emerge from one of the rooms, a figure she knows all too well.
"Hello, my dear Tansy,"
"Lichen," Violet growls out, she speeds forward, attacking the male but he speeds away from the girl. "Running are we? Come here so I can kill you," She growls out, spinning around to him.
"But if you kill me, how will you find your dear ol human?" Lichen grins.
Even though she was already dead, she felt her heart drop as her blood ran cold. "Stiles," She breathes.
"Ah, so you didn't forget about him after all," Lichen chuckles, walking around the room.
"What did you do to him?!" Violet growls out.
"Me? I didn't do anything," Lichen spoke clamly before he winced. "Maybe I did knock him out and drink some of his blood, but it's not as bad as what you did to him, now is it,"
Violet tensed, her eyes seeping to red as she glared at Lichen. "Leave him alone, he has nothing to do with this,"
"Oh but he does," Lichen clicks his tongue. "You remember the prophecy, so don't act like he isn't relevant, so let's make a deal,"
"Bullshit! What makes you think I make a deal with you!" Violet yells out, glaring at him.
"You will, or you dear human is going to die, simple really, you join my coven again and watch me turn Stiles into a vampire, or you join my coven and watch the life in his eyes dim," Lichen offers, looking down at his nails as he hums. "Oh, take your time on your answer, we have all the time in the world,"
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Louis lets out a groan, falling off the tree and onto his back. His blonde curls fell to the side as his black eyes stared up at the sky. He really missed Stiles, his touch, his stupid jokes, his sarcasm, and his lips.
Louis groans again, rolling over onto his side. He just wanted to feel Stiles' lips on his, hold the human, steal his warmth as they cuddled. He wants to go see him, but he doesn't want to see the hate in Stiles' eyes.
It's been a month since he hasn't seen Stiles or Violet, it was like they just broke apart. It ached him, not to be able to see his mates, it hurts really bad. He sighs once again before he sits up.
But then a scent reached his nose, a scent that he missed. "Stiles?" He says, getting up and spinning around. He tenses and his eyes widen when he sees Lichen instead, holding one of Stiles' flannels.
