Vindex *Stiles Stilinski* Book 2

Thats.... Insane

*Stiles POV*

"Stiles son you need to go home, you've been here for a week now." Steve insist placing a hand on my shoulder.

It's true ever since Devin has been back home I haven't left her bedside. I just can't bring myself to leave her at her weakest. "No it's fine." I disagree shaking my head.

"Well here at least go take a shower in her bathroom." Steve held out a towel for me which I took gratefully. Hurrying into the bathroom I took a quick 5 minute shower before shuffling back into her room.

I move and take my seat back in the chair I had pulled him to her bed. Grabbing her hand I place a kiss on her forehead. Before I know it I dozed off.

*Devin's POV*

Slowly my eyes peeled open blinding me with the bright lights that were on. Taking in my surroundings I feel a hand in mine. I look to my left and see Stiles hand in mine with him passed out next to me.

Mumbles begin falling out of Stiles mouth, "Ohh - Just like that. No, no, you first. Me first?" He then puckers his lips making kissing sounds. "Your dirty." Again with the kissing sounds. I let a laugh escape my lips as I run a hand through his hair. Doing so Stiles eyes shoot open and he sits up.

Looking around the room with wild eyes he finally lands on me. "Hi." I giggle making a smile land on his lips.

"Devin! Oh my god! You scared the crap out of me!" He exclaimed wrapping his arms around me. Just them his phone rings, "Yo?"

"Lydia's awake." I hear Scott on the other line.

"Yea Devin woke up too just now." Stiles said.

"Alright. You spend time with her I'll be there in a bit." With that Scott hung up and Stiles turned back to me.

"I love you." He says leaning towards me.

"I love you too." I grin pressing my lips to his for a long passionate kiss.

"Sti- oh my god Devin!" Pulling apart I look and see Steve standing there in shock.

"Hiya!" I wave with a small grin on my face.

"What? When did you wake up? How do you feel? I need to call Derek.. And Deaton." Steve fired questions before mumbling the end.

I let a giggle escape before answering, "About 5 minutes ago, and I feel fine actually." I admit.

Steve nods and leans down giving me hug and and kiss on my forehead. "I'm so glad to see you awake darling. I'm gonna go give your brother and Deaton a call." With that he stands up and heads out to the hall.

"Why does he need to call Deaton?" I ask Stiles, crossing my legs under my sheets.

A grim look crosses Stiles face. "Dev, well when Peter bit you, um somethings... changed." Stiles said trying to piece together his words.

I sit there looking at Stiles in confusion. "What do you mean?"

Stiles shakes his head and leans forward kissing my head. "Deaton should explain."

I go to lean forward to kiss Stiles when a loud voice booms through my hallway. "Devin!" Moments later Derek appears in my doorway.

"I'll give you two a minute." Stiles kisses my head before walking out.

Derek remains quite as he walks over to the chair beside my bed. Sitting down he takes a moment just looking down at the ground. "I kill him." He whispered not looking up.

"Who?" I asked softly making him look up.

Derek let out a deep sigh, "Peter, I had the chance and all the emotions of what he did you to you and Laura just popped in my mind and I lost it. I lost it Devin and I slit his throat before Scott could."

"Derek." I whisper looking him straight in the eyes.

Derek closes his eyes making me not continue my sentence. "I'm the Alpha now." He says flashing red eyes. "I need a pack." He adds flashing back.

The look in Derek's eyes worried me, "No! No Derek you are NOT biting ANYONE." I yell.

"Devin I have-" I cut Derek off quickly.

"No Derek do NOT give me that bullshit of you need a pack. You have me and Scott! That's enough!" I argue getting worked up.

"You are to hard headed to talk to once your mind is set. I'll come back later." With that Derek solemnly walks out leaving me alone.

"Ugh!" I cry out slamming my fist on my bed. Flopping back on my pillow I stare up at my ceiling in frustration.

"Knock, knock." I hear from my door way. Looking up I see Deaton standing in my door way.

"Hey come in." I greet waving him in. He nods and come in taking a seat where Derek previously sat. "Stiles said something changed with me." I say getting straight to the point.

Deaton nods sitting back in the chair. "Devin have you ever heard of a Vindex Wolf?"

The word rang bell in the back of my head, "Um I think so, the word rings bell." I admit.

Deaton nods again shifting forward again. "In Latin Vindex means defender, protector, or avenger. There is a myth of Vindex werewolves. They are extremely rare and only occur in specific blood lines when a beta is bitten by the alpha."

I look at him slightly confused, "What the hell are you getting at?"

"Vindex wolves tether themselves to other people. Meaning they can feel what they feel if anything is happening they will know, pain, emotion, in some case consciousness." Deaton goes on explaining.

"Still confused." I admit.

"Devin when Peter bit you, you became a Vindex wolf. You can connect to anyone in your pack, you can feel their emotion and know when they are injure because the injury will occur on you as well." He clarified.

"Woah." I let out.

"You've heard of a true alpha right?" I nod at his question. "Well you are extremely rare, rarer then a true alpha, more powerful than a true alpha. With your powers you are able to take on the strength and power of everyone in your pack." I stare at him wide eyed.

"That's... Insane." I mutter.