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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Stiles struggled against the two vampires' hold. "Get off me! Get off!" He tried, but he was being pushed to his knees roughly. He looks up at Lichen, who sits in the chair with a dark grin.
"Now, mortal, in a few moments you'll be just like me," Lichen sighs, getting up from his chair and speeding towards Stiles.
"Get away from me," Stiles grits.
Lichen just grins, his hand coming up and gripping Stiles' hair. His other hand came up and he bit his wrist. "Come on, dear human, you need to drink my blood so I can control you,"
Stiles tried to move his head, try and get away, but Lichen's hold was too strong. As the vampire brought his wrist to his mouth, Stiles didn't open it.
"Dammit, listen," Lichen grits, his hand in Stiles' hair pulling roughly causing the male's mouth to open in a pained yelp.
As Stiles' mouth closed against Lichen's wrist, the human didn't want to drink the blood, but it was like muscle memory as he started to drink. Lichen lets out chuckles as he looks down at Stiles. When the human had enough, he pulled his wrist away and let go of the human, looking up at the two vampires that were holding him down.
"Keep him there until the blood spreads, then snap his neck," Lichen orders.
"Yes sir," They both nod, looking down at Stiles who tries to struggle against them.
"Why do you want me? Tell me, why can't you just keep Violet and Louis, and just leave me alone," Stiles breaths out, seeing Violet and Louis looking at him from the corner of his eyes.
Lichen chuckles as he spins around, an amusing yet sinister look taking over his face. He tilts his head as his hand points to Violet and Louis. "You really want a villain monologue from me?" Stiles didn't answer which caused Lichen to sigh. "So where do I start? oh, that's right. So as you may know, a mortal and two immortals were supposed to defeat me and my coven, it was written in stone after all, blah, blah, blah. But imagine, just imagine, me defeating the prophecy, turning the mortal into an immortal. You're strong, Violet is strong, Louis is strong, and you three by my side? Yes please, I'll be unstoppable. I will be able to control you, make you do what I want, I can claim you, just like I did to your mates,"
"You're a sick bastard!" Stiles yells.
Lichen just grins. "Why thank you, it helps me sleep at night," He chuckles, turning to Violet and Louis. "How do you two feel? Are you two happy that your dear mate will be with you forever?"
But the two didn't answer, they didn't even look at him as they just stared at Stiles. It clearly angered Lichen, his eyes seep to red again as he glares at them. "Look at me!" He yells, but yet, they still don't look at him. "Fine," He shrugs, turning to Stiles.
