Discovering Catwoman ▷ Stiles Stilinski [Book 2]

Chapter Twenty-Seven>>

"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings."
―Anais Nin

Chapter Twenty-Seven>>

The group trudged into the library with Harris closing the door behind them. 

"I have a restraining order against these tools." Jackson piped up, fully clothed now.

Harris' pointed nose stuck itself into the sky as he peered down at us with his vulture eyes. "All of these tool?"

Stiles scoffed. "No, just us tools." He confirmed pointing to him and Scott. 

"Fine. You two, over there." He pointed the two dweebs to a table far from Jackson's. Stiles passed me without a single glance. I sigh heading to the seat next to him when a hand shoots out in front of me. 

"I don't think so Felmore. Like I'm going to have Stenna sitting at the same table. There," His pale bony finger pointed at the seat next to Allison. "now."

I rolled my eyes, glancing at Stiles who had yet to even stare up from the table he was sitting at. "Fine." I huffed pouting as I sat next to Allison who rubbed my arm in comfort.

Even though they sat a good distance I used my supernatural senses to pick up on what they were saying. 

"I'm going to kill him." Scott growled bouncing his legs up and down underneath the table. 

"No matter how good of an idea I think that is, you can't." Stiles grumbled. "You're going to find out who's controlling him and then you're gonna help me save him."

Scott shook his head. I could almost feel his anger from here. "No, you were right. Let's kill him."

"We can't Scott." Stiles sighed and for the first time in thirty minutes he looked in my direction our eyes meeting. Emotions swirled in his brown orbs before they darted their attention onto something else. 

"Hey," Stiles nudged Scott. "What if it's Matt? I mean, this whole thing comes back to the video, right?"

Scott sighed running a hand down his face before shaking his head. "Danny said that Matt was the one who found the two hours of missing footage."

"Exactly! He's trying to throw suspicion off himself." Stiles' hands shot up to emphasize his point.

Scott, feeding into the theory continues. "Okay, so he makes Jackson kill Isaac's dad, one of Argent's hunters, and the mechanic working on your jeep?"

"Yes!"

"Why?" Scott questioned.

Stiles' lip curled up and a serious expression dawns on his face. "Because he's evil."

I turn back to my table thinking the theory over. He has a point, Matt has always seemed a tad bit creepy to me. Staring at the brunette boy, I watch as he offers Allison and Jackson some of his chips, which since we are in a library you aren't supposed to be eating them, but I won't judge.

I don't know what it is but something in my gut unsettles as I continue to stare at him. What if it really is him and now I'm sitting at a table with the kanima and its master? Lord help me. 

"Ah!" Jackson hissed, bending over clutching his forehead.

"Jackson, are you okay?" Matt asked. I would have been concerned but the asshole just harassed me in the bathroom and controlled Kanima or not, I'm still a little pissed.