Teen Wolf: Bitten

Chapter 15: Wolf Hunt

(I'm still editing, sorry if there are any mistakes but I wanted to get this part out as soon as possible. Thanks for being patient <3)

Scott's POV
Before anyone could react, the wolf bolted out of the door, leaving behind the shredded clothes that had belonged to Stiles.
"We need to call Chris." Alan said.
"No, you need to tell me what the hell just happened to my best friend." I shouted. I know I shouldn't of snapped.
"We will talk about it after we have found him, okay? Finding Stiles is our main priority, we can't have him go out and kill a load of innocent people." Alan explained.
"Okay...okay. Lydia, call Chris. I'll go outside and see if I can catch a scent."
"Okay." She said, obviously a bit shaken from what just happened.
"I'll come with you, his scent will be different now."
I just nodded as Derek followed me outside.
"I can't smell-"
"He's gone into the reserve." Derek interrupted.
"How do you know? All I can smell is anger and fear, and I'm pretty sure that's not a good sign."
"I can recognise the scent, he's like me now Scott."
"So, where do we start?" I asked.
"We need to wait for Chris, it's a full moon so Stiles' senses are going to be all over the place, we'll probably need to sedate him."
"Sedate him?"
"Well, unless you'd rather me attack him in my wolf form and knock him unconscious?"
"Yeah, we should probably just sedate him." I said.
"When we've found him, we should lock him in the spare room in the vets, in case he wakes up." Derek said.
"Sounds like a plan." Chris said as he slowly walked towards us, carrying a gun.
"Let's do this." I said, as we all walked back inside.
"I only have one bottle of xylazine (horse tranquilliser), so Chris, you're going to have to try and be as accurate as possible." Deaton said.
"I've shot wolves before, I'm sure I'll be able to shoot Stiles." He said as he loaded the tranquilliser into his gun.
"We've done this before with Malia, we can do it again. When we've got stiles, we'll bring him back here, and put him in the spare room." I said, everyone nodded. "Lydia, could you go get Stiles some clothes, so he has something to get changed into when he's human again?" I asked.
"Yeah, sure. Call me as soon as you've found him, okay?"
"Yeah, okay." I replied as she walked out.
"I'll stay here, and get the room ready." Deaton added.
"Okay, let's go."
Reserve
Me, Chris and Derek made our way though the reserve, trying to find any trace of Stiles.
"He's close." Derek said. "His scent is getting stronger."
We carried on following Derek.
"You smell that?" Derek asked.
"Yeah, it smells like blood. Like rabbit or something?" I responded.
"I think Stiles might of stopped for a meal." Derek said.
"Oh god, he's not gonna like that." I said, almost smiling.
"Shhh...there he is." Chris said, pointing in front of us.
There he was. His fur illuminated under the moonlight as he continued to eat the small rabbit. Blood covered small parts around his mouth, looking unnatural, contrasting against his white fur. He was bigger than a normal wolf, but only slightly.
Stiles suddenly looked up, and before I could even react, he ran at me full speed, knocking me down. He growled and tried to claw at my chest, slowly coming into contact with my skin. I tried to push him off but he was too strong. His glowing blue eyes stared straight into mine, never breaking contact. He didn't just want to hurt me, he wanted to kill me. I could now feel the warm blood on my chest.

I remembered that thing Stiles had told me a while ago, about being at a Halloween party, and only being able to recognize the eyes of someone you know through their mask.
That's what this reminded me of.
The wolf had Stiles' deep caramel eyes, but that was all.

"Shoot now." Derek shouted.
Before the wolf could even attempt to run away, Chris shot at it, the tranquilliser hitting him right in the neck. Stiles quickly collapsed on top of me. I pushed him off and Derek helped me up.
"Are you okay?" Derek asked.
"Yeah...yeah I'm fine. Let's just get him back to the vets." I said as I held my chest, I could already feel the scratches healing.
Derek and Chris lifted the wolf up, as I walked up front.

Next morning
Stiles POV
I woke up on a stone floor, the cold nipping at my body. That's when I realised I was naked. Oh god, I was naked. I sat up, noticing a pile of clothes near the door. Thank god.
I quickly slipped on the boxers, hoodie, jeans and shoes. My whole body ached, but I couldn't remember shifting.
I stood up and stretched, realising there was something on my face. I wiped my cheek and saw that it was blood. It' smelt like...rabbit? I ate a rabbit. I can't believe I ate a rabbit. I wiped all of the blood off my face, trying to forget about the rabbit.
I was in the vets, I knew that. Actually, that was all I knew. I walked over to the door and pushed the handle. It was locked. I could break it, but I didn't think Deaton would really appreciate that.
"Uh...hello? Is anyone here?" I shouted, pressed up against the door.
Before I knew it, Scott was at the door and unlocking it.
"Hey, how are you feeli-"
"What happened to your chest?" I said, interrupting him. There was no actual wound on his chest, but there were rips in his shirt and blood still stained his skin. He looked at me, obviously not knowing what to say. "I did that, didn't I?"
Scott just looked down and nodded.
"Scott, I'm so sorry. I-"
"It's okay, I'm okay. You didn't know what you were doing. Look-" he said, pointing at his chest. "I'm all healed anyway."
"That doesn't make it right. The worst part is I can't even remember it. I can't remember anything from last night." 
"Stiles it's okay."
"No it's not. None of this okay Scott. None of it!" I snapped.
"Stiles calm down, your eyes are glowing." He said as he places a hand on my shoulder.
I took a deep breath in. "I can't even control myself. How am I meant to deal with this? I'm going to end up killing someone Scott."
"You're not-"
"I tried to kill you. What if it had been someone else? Someone who can't heal? I'm dangerous Scott. I'm literally a threat to everyone in Beacon Hills." I panicked.
"You're over reacting. We'll deal with this like we deal with everything, okay? Everything's gonna be okay."
"You don't know that."
"Yeah I do. It's going to be hard at first, but we can get through this."
"You really believe that?" I asked.
"Yeah...I do." He said. "Come on, let's go see Deaton. We need to find out what the hell happened last night."
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Thank you all so much for bearing with me, sorry this part took so long to get out.

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