Dangerously//Stalia

Chapter Three

Malia had disappeared out the front door and sprinted away before anyone could have noticed.

Deaton's constant interrogation had panicked her, and the only way she could deal with it was to leave the situation.

"Right, well I'll go look for Malia." Scott was about to leave the house but Stiles grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

"You know what's wrong, don't you?" He looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Uh..."

"Scott! Tell me!" Stiles shook him by the shoulders.

"No, I promised not to tell and she threatened to kill me if I did," Scott was wracked with guilt about keeping his friends out, but he couldn't break a promise to his other friends.

"Scott, it isn't betraying her. It's telling other people who could keep her safe, her life could be in danger" Kira stepped forward to try and break Scott.

"But I can't-"

"Look, Malia could be out there right now with the thing that tried to kill her! So speak up" Stiles yelled, making Lydia jump.

Scott sighed, and ran a hand through his hair before proceeding. "Okay, well turns out we didn't need to tell Malia that Peter was after her, she sort of already knew."

"Peter did this to her?" Lydia asked. Scott nodded solemnly.

"Well then chances are, Peter's out there waiting for her! C'mon." Stiles grabbed his jacket and made for the door.

"Stiles, you're staying here with me incase she comes back. You can't risk getting hurt." Deaton sat the boy down on the sofa.

"How come Lydia gets to go?!" Stiles complained, resembling a young child. 

"Don't worry, we'll keep her safe." Scott opened the door and was followed by Kira and Lydia.

Stiles looked at Deaton then back at the door. "I don't know about you but I'm tired."

"Stiles, they are out there trying to save Malia. And you want to sleep?" Deaton raised an eyebrow as Stiles curled up on the couch.

"Well, seen as how I am not needed I'll just rest until they come back."

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"So what's the plan if we do actually come face to face with Peter?" Lydia ran along behind Kira and Scott, both had picked up an incredible pace.

"It's okay, I've 'killed' Peter before, I'll do it again" Scott reassured Lydia.

"He's like invincible, right? Didn't Derek try to kill him?" Kira asked.

Scott nodded and Lydia rolled her eyes. Only someone so dangerous was capable of escaping death.

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Malia whizzed around as she heard a branch snap, then the familiar sound of a werewolf growl.

"Peter, I know you're there!" She called out.

"Oh you do? But where" He laughed evilly.

Malia could sense him running circles around the clearing she was stood in. This went on for another two minutes and then Peter appeared out of nowhere, approaching his 'daughter'.

The sound of his claws spiked throughout the still night air. Peter stared straight into Malia's eyes and she returned the gesture.

"Are you gonna kill me?" She teased. She wasn't scared, and deliberately tried to keep her pulse down. "It's dark, Peter, dogs can't see in the dark." Malia stuck her hands out, attempting to strike Peter but he jumped to the left.