After a deadly battle with darkness. Stiles suffers mortal wounds. Despite Stiles wanting to die as a human, unable to live life without his best friend Scott bites him.
At first it doesn't look like its had that much affect other than to save his...
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"How was-" His father started to say but winced as Stiles slammed the door shut far to hard.
"That bad?" The Sheriff asked.
"Urg!" Stiles growled.
He was about to go upstairs but his father stopped him.
"What happened?" The Sheriff asked.
"They pretended like nothing happened! Like they always do. Lydia was the only one that calmed me down when I almost lost it at Scott in the corridors. Kira and Liam just followed his lead"
"Maybe they just didn't think you wanted to make a big deal out of it" .
"That's not the point! We never talk about the crap that's happened to poor Stiles because he can't take it" Stiles fumed.
There was a silence then his father said but more gently this time but also with guilt "That's how you saw it?"
Stiles winced, knowing his father wasn't only talking about what had happened on the full moon.
"I just didn't think you wanted to talk about it. To relive those memories again" His father said, softly.
Stiles stared at him for the moment then muttered "You could have asked me though..."
He closed his eyes for a second, thinking of his pack "They could have asked me"
The Sheriff looked grim as he told him "If you want to talk about it, tell me, tell them"
Stiles agreed though swallowed. It would have been so much easier if they had brought it up. Why was it always him?
He nodded at his father and then started to walk up to his room but called down to lighten the mood "Oh yeah and there was a mock exam, I got my first C"
He smirked as he heard his father groan from downstairs.
"Does bad grades always equal supernatural life" He heard his father grumble.
Stiles chuckled, rolling his eyes.
He went in to his room and was fully intent with falling asleep and seeing how many hours he could get away with lying in his bed, doing nothing before his father dragged him out of it.
However there was a knock at his door. Stiles, not bothering to use his senses groaned "Dad, go away"
The knocking continued.
Stiles sighed, wishing he could get some sleep, he got out of bed but then a strange shiver ran through him as he got closer to the door.
A familiar scent wafted around him. A familiar and inviting scent.
He frowned.
Stiles opened the door about to tell his dad, if it was his dad to go away but still unsure about what his senses where telling him.
"Dad could you just-Malia?!"
The Were-coyote who he had not seen in many months stood before his room.
He wasn't sure if it was good or not, seeing her, the first thing in his mind was wondering why she hadn't snuck in through his window.
Had his dad let her in without him knowing?
He felt his supernatural side stir inside him but he wasn't sure why.
"Hi Stiles, it's been a while " Malia said, looking a little uneasy and sheepish.
And Stiles, for the life of him didn't know how to respond.
Okay so if you dislike Stalia the next two chapters you should avoid. Fluffy And Cute Aura other chapter, Alpha and one more chapter in a couple of chapters time called I'm Yours
