Can This Be Love? [Stiles-Stilinski] COMPLETED

Wolf Lessons

Chapter 8

Meagan

Sheriff Stilinski slams me into the wall after I have failed to elude his tracking.

"Again," Stiles says as I shoot daggers at him with my eyes.

"You were supposed to be teaching me how to control myself not how to take a beating," I say my voice laced with venom. I straighten my Disney T-shirt and tighten my high ponytail as I brace myself for what feels like the hundredth round of werewolf hide and seek.

"Look the 'beat down' as you call it is to get your anger up to the closest point to the how you will feel during the Moon. Until you get mad enough we can't started." He snaps back in his usual Stiles tone.

Oh, I'll give you mad!!!!!

As that thought races through my head, I feel all the anger that I have had over the last several hours and the ice floods behind my eyes and a smile crosses my lips. "Is this mad enough for you?" I ask Stiles with a not-so-subtle hint of sass that would put him to shame. Before he can respond I throw myself at his with everything I've got. I spring forward with my arms outstretched and as I am wrapping my hands around Stiles's throat he slams me into the floor and hovers over my face.

He stares into my eyes with his warm liquid whiskey eyes and my stomach clenches with a feeling I can't describe but I know it's not the anger I should be feeling. To be honest I feel butterflies. Weird!!

"Well, now we are getting somewhere," Stiles said with a smile.

"How are you controlling yourself right now?!?!" I ask with bitterness in my voice trying to fight of the butterfly feeling.

"I've had more practice." He replies as his eyes turn blood red and all of a sudden, I feel sick to my stomach.

"GET OFF ME!!!" I yell as I push him as hard as I can and he hits the ceiling because I caught him off guard.

Instead of landing on his face (sadly) Stiles lands on his feet and looks like a kicked puppy for a few seconds before he turns into an Alpha wolf.

"You see that is not what controlling your anger looks like and it kinda hurt." He says with more Stiles sass than usual. Before I can even think about responding I feel a sudden stabbing flash of anger and pain, so strong & powerful, that I literally collapsed.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream until my throat is burning and Stiles is hovering over me in an oddly comforting way.

"Meagan?!?! What's going on?? What are you feeling???"

"AHHHH!!!! It hurts!!! Does the full moon always hurt like this?!?!?" I ask as the pain slowly starts to subside. "I really hope that they don't all feel this way," I said as I let the tone of my voice say everything I'm not.

"Well the first one is always the hardest but after a few, it feels less 'ow' and more 'eh'," Stiles says and smirks the smirk that reminds me of the young man I have grown to know and love.

Wait, love?!?!?

Did I just think that????