Teen Wolf: Bitten

Chapter 14: The Rise Of The White Wolf

(Media is my edit 🙈)
In this chapter you will finally find out who the White wolf is (even though you probably already guessed) so stay tuned! 😉
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Next morning- Saturday
Stiles' POV
I still wasn't over the events of last night, something weird is definitely going on. The good thing is, it's the weekend but the bad thing is, it's also a full moon tonight. I don't know why I'm so worried, I have an anchor now and I can control myself. But I just have a feeling that something bad is going to happen tonight. I also can't believe I've been a werewolf for over a month now, that's crazy.
Me and Scott ate breakfast in the living room, not saying a single word the whole time. I guess he didn't really know what to say after last night. He probably thinks I'm insane or something. Maybe I am, but I all I know is that this is definitely something more that post traumatic stress. My dad is obviously in bed since he worked night shift. He doesn't really know anything about my nightmares, he is so caught up in work and I don't want to stress him out even more.
"We are going to see Deaton and Derek later." Scott said firmly as he put down his plate.
"What?"
"No discussion needed, there is obviously something wrong with you Stiles and I'm pretty sure Deaton knows more than he's letting on. And it can't just be a coincidence that Lydia was hearing stuff that you had heard in your dream."
"Okay, but why Derek?"
"I don't know, he might know something as well. We could use all the help we could get. So-" Scott said as he stood up and grabbed his bag off the floor. "Meet me at the animal clinic at 5:30, okay?"
"Yeah, okay. Where are you going anyway?" I asked.
"I'm gonna go check on Kira, don't be late tonight."
"Can't promise anything." I said as I winked.
Scott rolled his eyes and walked to the front door.
"5:30!" He shouted.
"Yeah I get it Scott." I called back.
5:40pm
As I arrived at the animal clinic and walked in through the front entrance, I was greeted by Alan, Derek, Scott and Lydia.
"You're late." Scott said as I walked closer the group.
"Only ten minutes Scotty. That's pretty good for me." I said and gave him a wink.
Scott just rolled his eyes. You'd think the guy would have more faith in me.
"So, why am I here? And what's going on?" Derek said, obviously his usual sourwolf self.
"Well, basically Stiles has been having these dreams about a white wolf killing people. Last night, I got a call from Kira telling me that Lydia had woken up screaming and repeating something in Spanish."
"Adiós lobo blanco" me and Lydia said in union.
"What does this have to do with anything?" Derek asked.
"Well, A woman in Stiles' dream had said that exact thing to him so it can't be just a coincidence. I think there might be something wrong with Stiles." Scott said.
"Yeah, we already knew that." Derek said.
"I am stood right here." I said.
"So what does any of this have to do with me?" Derek said, crossing his arms.
"I don't know, we figured maybe you might know something about it." Scott said and shrugged.
Before Derek could reply, Deaton said "How often do you have the dreams Stiles?"
"Umm, I don't know... it's been at least nearly every night this week at least."
"Really? Why haven't you spoken to me about it?" Lydia asked, a frown spreading across her face.
"I don't know, there's nothing really to say."
I looked out the window too see the full moon was ascending into the night sky. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt very light headed and hot. My skin also felt weird, I don't know how to explain it. I tried to ignore it. I just kept thinking about my anchor.
"You should of spoken to me." Lydia said.
Before I could reply, I fell backwards into the counter.
Lydia and Scott rushed over and pulled me up.
"Woah, are you okay?" Scott asked.
Scotts POV
"Yeah...yeah I'm fine. I just got a little bit light headed."
"You're really hot Stiles." Lydia said.
"Thanks."
"Don't be a dick. I know something's wrong. Is it the full moon?"
"I-I..."
Stiles collapsed before he could finish his sentence.
"What's going on?" I asked, looking over at Deaton and Derek.
Lydia dropped down and tried to comfort Stiles. He was hunched over and appeared to be in pain. Stiles' eyes were now glowing and his fangs were showing. He began screaming and wincing. Derek and Deaton rushed over and bent down next to Stiles.
"What's happening to me?" Stiles screeched. His breath hitched as he tried to regain control of whatever was happening.
"I didn't think this would happen tonight." Deaton gasped.
"You didn't think what would happen?" I shouted as I dropped down next to Stiles.
"I've had my suspicions for a while, but I wasn't sure. Stiles is turning into a wolf, like Derek can."
Me, Derek and Lydia just looked at Alan in shock while Stiles continued to struggle on the floor.
"What? And you didn't think it was important to tell us?" I shouted.
"I didn't think it would happen tonight."
"Why is he in so much pain? It obviously wasn't this painful when I transformed for the first time." Derek said.
"That's because you are at peace with your wolf side, you've accepted it. Stiles never wanted the bite, therefore he is not at peace with his wolf side. It's also a lot easier for born werewolves."
"So, Stiles is turning into a wolf? How?" Lydia questioned, obviously not knowing how to help Stiles.
"Yes, and I'll explain later but we need to get him through this first." Deaton said as he moved closer to Stiles. "Right Stiles, you need to let your wolf take over, stop fighting it. Let go!"
"What? I-I can't. Aghrrr...it hurts. Why does it hurt?" Stiles screamed.
I didn't know what to do, I felt so helpless. I don't even really know what's going on.
"Because your bones are readjusting and breaking. If you let go, it won't hurt as much. Just let the wolf take over."
"What about his anchor?" I questioned hopefully.
"It's not going to help here, he is literally at war with his mind and body. No anchor is strong enough to stop this." Deaton said.
"Stiles just let go." Derek chipped in.
"I-I can't. Aghhhhh..." He breathed heavily.
"It's okay Stiles! Just let the wolf in, stop fighting it." Derek said, placing a hand on Stiles' shoulder
"Come on stiles! Just stop fighting it."
"D-don't let me hurt anyone. I-if I do, you put me down', okay?" Stiles gasped.
"Stiles..."
"Please, Scott. Please..." The sentence came out strangled, his voice slowly turning into a growl as his claws skimmed the floor. His humanity was being snatched away from him, no longer within his reach.
I looked over at Lydia and she nodded.
"Okay."
Stiles looked up at me with his fearful, cold blue eyes and in what felt like seconds, there was no longer my best friend in front of me. There was a now a white wolf, looking up at me with blue eyes, that slowly faded into a golden brown.
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And there you go, Stiles is the white wolf 😱😂 sorry if there are any mistakes, I wanted to get this part up as soon as possible 😉 thanks for reading and baring with me, sorry for the wait 😂💕 (little Maze Runner quote inspiration in there, don't hate me😂)