Moonlight Tryst ✖︎ Teen Wolf

R E S C U E

"Okay, now the keys to every cell are in a password protected lockbox in my father's office. The problem is getting past the front desk." Stiles said, as he and Derek sat in the baby blue jeep. 

I ran a hand through my hair, as I watched how the events were going to play out, my fingers knotting together in anticipation. Aneirin lean't against the brick wall besides me a smile on his face as he ran his fingers up my arm, delicately rubbing small circles into the smooth skin. I slapped his hands away from me, as I growled in warning. He smiled his lips pursed together as his breath fanned the nape of my neck briefly distracting me, as I shuffled away.

"I'll distract her." Derek said confidently as the two looked at the lady who was seated at the front desk. Stiles turned to him eyebrows raised in surprise, "Whoa, whoa, whoa... You? You're not going in there." Stiles said his hand gripping Derek's shoulder, realising his mistake he quickly muttered, "I'm taking my hand off."

After a brief amount of time spent in silence Derek replied, "I was exonerated." He then glared at Stiles who looked unconvinced.

"You're still a person of interest," Stiles argued.

"An innocent person." Derek reminded as he looked at Stiles boredly.

"An... you? Yeah, right! Okay, fine. What's your plan?" Stiles said, clearly annoyed with the situation.

"To distract her." Derek said shrugging as he raised his eyebrows.

"Uh... Huh. How? By punching her in the face? Unh." Stiles said, backing away from Derek as his glare hardened. 

"Hah, by talking to her." He spoke sarcastically as he tried to reprimanded from growling.

"Okay, all right. Give me a sample. What are you gonna open with?" Stiles waited as Derek simply stared at him. "Dead silence. That should work beautifully. Any other ideas?" Stiles said sarcastically.

 "I'm thinking about punching you in the face." Derek replied agitated as Stiles raised his hands up in surrender. 

Aneirin chuckled, "Ah, I like him, he seems like fun." I rolled my eyes, "He's not going to go on a killing spree with you, try asking Klaus or Kol, they're into that sort of thing. You know mass murder," Aneirin pouted before strolling into the Deputy's office. I followed in cautiously, Derek unaware as he remained seated in the jeep arguing with Stiles. 

"Hello, you're going to forget seeing us, we were never here, you are going to allow Derek to distract you, and you are going to allow Stiles to pass unnoticed." I said, as I stared into the young woman's eyes. She nodded in a trance as Aneirin licked his lips.

"That was very sexy, Madame Hall," he whispered as he gripped my hips. I merely shrugged off his sexual advance and continued towards the holding cells. I licked my lips, casting my eyes upon the new werewolf. He groaned in pain, trying desperately to fight off the shift as he cowered in his cell. 

I tilted my head, "Hello Isaac, I'm here to help you," I whispered, my lips pulling into a thin line, crossing my arms as I looked down at him. His stunning baby blue eyes looked up at me frightened, as I tore the heavy bolted door off its hinges. "Coming hun?" I questioned as I turned motioning for him to follow, Aneirin looked at me a smirk on his faces as he admired me. 

"You will be perfect," he whispered to himself while Isaac remained seated.

I sighed, "Stay there, Derek's on his way, just think of anything, anything at all and hold onto it." Isaac nodded as Aneirin and I left the cell. We passed an unconscious hunter, nudging him with my toe, my ears perked as hurried footsteps turned into the cell that we had been in previously. I waited with baited breath, my ears focused on the fast beating heart belonging to Stiles. My head snapped up as a roar broke out echoing throughout the station, I craned my neck. 

"I'm the Alpha." Derek said, as I fought the urge to run towards them, 'Silver,'  I muttered, 'stop we need to leave,' Silver nodded glumly, as I was able to completely resist the pack bond. Derek mumbled my name confused as I turned, gripping Aneirin's shirt roughly, I covered my scent in his as I hugged him tightly. A chuckle rumbling in his chest as he whispered, "So eager are we?" 

I shook my head, as I turned running as fast I could. My surroundings blurring into green as I ran into the forestry. 

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Aneirin looked at me curiously as we sat opposite each other in his lovely abode. 

"What?" I groaned for the umpteenth time.

"You're beautiful," he replied, as his hand brushed my cheek. Ignoring his hundredth advance I replayed what I had learn't about him so far.

"So you died at twenty five, at the hands of your brother." He nodded, "He had killed you while sleep walking, which resulted in him committing suicide the day after your murder?" he nodded once more, his lips tilting upwards as he played with my hair.

"By him killing himself, you said it was almost like a sacrificial tribute to you, and that aided you in transitioning into a demon?" he shrugged, "Yeah I guess, I'm not quite sure. Apparently I was the first, to become a demon that way," I nodded taking in more information. 

"You know," he drawled changing the subject, "you should start creating your own pack." I shrugged, "I don't really know if I'm prepared, I mean Silver seems to want to join a pack, rather that rule one." 

Aneirin smiled as he played with his fingers leaning into the couch, "I think he just wants to be in a pack, not necessarily  join one or rule one, he just wants a pack." I nodded, "Yeah maybe, but who would I turn, I don't trust many people here, only those who are already part of a pack." He smirked, shaking his head almost disappointed, "Please honey, you know exactly who you want to turn," I bit my lip, before nodding, "Yeah I do, are you prepared for a little adventure?" I questioned a smile tugging at my lips as I stood in front of him.

"Oh princesse do you even have to ask?" he replied smugly, taking my hand as I pulled him up to stand in front of me. 

"Let's go hunt down young, Anastasia."