Drunk In Love * BWWM *

Chapter 8 : Bittersweet Alcohol.

Stiles opened his eyes and instantly put his hands to his head.

He looked around and noticed his wasnt in his bed. He looked at the clock and saw that is was 9 a.m. Then he remembered it was Saturday morning. He sighed, getting out of the unfamiliar bed and walked sleepily out of the bedroom.

"He lives !" Scott joked once Stiles entered the kitchen.

"Dude, not so loud." Stiles said.

"I forgot you did get wasted last night." Jay laughed.

Scott and Jayson were at the counter eating. Derek was in front of the TV in the living room also eating.

"Here you go." Dayla said handing stiles a plate.

"Bro, you have to eat this. It's amazing." Scott grinned.

"Thanks Scott." Dayla smiled.

She had made waffles, bacon, sausage, hashbrowns and cheese eggs.

 "Stiles if you dont marry her, I will." Scott joked.

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"Someone tell me why I agreed to walk in the woods at night with you guys ?" Dayla asked.

"Because you love us." Scott said.

"That and we need to find out if Nathaniel wants Jayson in his pack, and why he didnt bite you." Derek added.

"Yeah, is it like genetic or something. I mean he is the Alpha?" Stiles asked.

"Werewolves have too much drama, I'd really rather just stay human." Dayla said.

She lached onto Stiles when they heard a tree branch crack behind them.

"Stiles, stay here with her. We'll find Nathaniel. Just lay low." Derek said.

Stiles held her hand and rushed her in a nearby bush. They stayed there for about 20 minutes, silently.

They both heard wolves howling and scrapping.

"Oh my God." She said.

"Calm down, they're gonna be fine. You worry too much." He said holding her.

"DAYLA. RUN !" They heard Jayson yell.

"I have to save him." Dayla said getting up.

"They'll kill you." Stiles followed her.

"He's my brother, I cant let him die. Not now." She said, getting teary eyed.

"Dayla dont, I cant lose you." He grabbed her arm.

She noticed Stiles looking beyond her.

"NO!" Stiles yelled.

Dayla turned around and a hand harshly wrapped around her throat.

She couldnt breathe.

She was slammed against a tree and she closed her eyes tightly, hoping that this was just a terrible dream. She opened her eyes and looked down, unfortunately locking eyes with Nathaniel.

"Let me down you evil son of a bitch." She said.

"No that's Jayson. You see he's the son, your mother was the bitch." He said.

She lifted her legs and wrapped them around his neck, twisted him in between her thighs. Almost snapping his neck, he eventually dropped her.

She crawled back towards Stiles and he held her tightly.

"Is that any type of way to treat your father?" Nathaniel asked her.

He transformed into wolf form  and reached for her legs.

"Dont Nathaniel." Stiles heard a familar voice.

"Touch her and I'll shoot." The voice added.

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