Unspoken-Stydia.

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His two hands were raised and tied to a thick wooden stick by a rope. He kept himself cautious and alert around his surroundings. It was pretty silent and he could only hear small noises from a few animals and the sounds of the leaves as they touch the cold morning breeze. He was lucky no flies were out today but it was still cold. He was being tied by a thick wooden stick in the middle of a circle of trees in the woods almost looking like this was gonna be a sacrifice. He got his fingers above the rope and tightened his grip on it. This was Stiles.

" Come on, come on. What are waiting for? " he murmured to himself.

Suddenly, a twig broke and a wolf with raven black hair jumped out of the shadows. It roared showing off it's long sharp canine teeth. It's target was Stiles. The wolf was just gonna jump on him but Stiles was much faster to loosen the interlaced rope and get his feet above the thick wooden stick. Stiles stood on it as the wolf kept barking and reaching to Stiles. Stiles struggled to balance himself before he held onto a branch just above his head on both hands. He was starting to fall. The wolf looked so hungry to get it's canine teeth through Stiles' skin and taste his flavor. It kept barking and growling as it kept reaching up to Stiles who was gonna fall on the ground any moment now.

And then, three arrows were released. Two missed the wolf but were both so close to striking it. One almost hit the wolf's stomach and the other almost on it's head. Then the third arrow was released hitting the thick wooden stick Stiles was standing on. The arrowhead was pure silver with some French style design. The arrows caught the wolf's attention and it alerted before it looked to where the arrow was being released. There stood a girl holding her bow and slowly placing it down. She was wearing black feminine boots, a white long-sleeved dress that was up to her knees with a thick black belt around her waists. The belt had the accessories needed for a huntress and a case for the arrows hanging on her behind. The girl was young, a teenager. She had raven black hair, pale skin and a fearless but proud look on her face. Based on her appearance, she was really beautiful. It was Allison Argent.

The wolf growled and roared at the girl. Allison still showed no sign of fear. Instead, she smirked at the wolf.

A sound came from behind the wolf. It sounded like feet stepping on a bunch of dried leaves. Stiles had just dropped on the ground on his feet. The wolf was distracted by Allison that it didn't notice Stiles slowly trying to get himself down from the loose branch he was holding onto. The wolf looked and saw Stiles.

" Oh, crap. "

Stiles cursed under his breath before running for his life as fast as he could as soon as the raven wolf roared again. The wolf ran after him.

As for Allison, she gave herself a proud look before leaning back on the tree. That's when she heard a sound of claws opening up making her gasp as she felt them dig against her skin softly.

" You're starting to get real comfortable with that bow, huh, Alli? " a deep and feminine voice spoke into her ear.

Allison looked at the girl who had her claws on her neck at the corner of her eyes. She saw brown eyes and brownish blonde shoulder-length hair. It was a girl, gorgeous and she gave Allison a wicked smirk on the face as her brown eyes glowned bright ocean blue. It was Malia Tate.

" And you're starting to get far with those claws. " Allison spoke softly so the the claws wouldn't go even further. She then swatted Malia's arm skillfully before trying to hit Malia's hip but Malia was too fast with her hands. Allison looked at Malia astonished who smirked at her and twisted their hands but before Malia could twist further and break a bone, Allison stopped her and twisted with bigger force causing Malia to exclaim making her whole body twist and fall flat on the ground. Allison took her chance to start running away from Malia.