Destined *Stiles Stilinski* Book 3

Oh fuck it

"Devin? Hey you still with me doll?" My eyes flutter back open to see Jake kneeling in front of me.

I go to move and feel my side pull at bit, I look down and see stitches. "Who did this?" I ask.

"That'd be me." Lydia raises her hand.

"Thanks." I smile, Lydia just nods in response.

"Here can you put this on?" Jake ask handing me one of my t-shirts. I nod and take the shirt, carefully slipping it over my head.

"Where's Stiles?" I question as Jake pulls me to my feet.

"Trying to stall coach. We still don't have gas." Lydia points out to Allison.

"I'm not leaving him." Allison protest from her spot at Scott's side.

"The we have to leave the car." Lydia says.

"Sounds good." Allison shrugs as she begins helping Scott out behind Jake and I.

"What? That wasn't an actual suggestion. Allison, wait. Ah. Screw it." Lydia mumbles following after us.

As we all walk out we see a crowd gathered around a tree. "Stiles, what's happening?" Scott questions as we get closer.

"They went after him. I told 'em what was happening with you and they just went after him." Stiles explains quickly.

"Who, Boyd?" I ask weakly.

"Isaac, Isaac, Isaac! Back off! Stop." Coach yells rushing in but can't really stop it.

"Isaac!" Scott yells bringing Isaac to a halt.
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"All right. Let's go over this one more time. So it's the sacrifices, right? Everything has to do with them and someone who thinks he's, like, a dark druid of some kind." Stiles throws out there.

"Or actually is a dark druid." Lydia suggest.

"If we're being sassy it's actually a darach." I butt in.

"You know..." Lydia begins. "Some ancient cultures sacrificed people in preparation for battle."

"So we got Alpha werewolves against a dark druid." Stiles groans.

"Yea." Lydia nods.

"Great, just fucking great." I sigh leaning into Jake.
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"Listen up. The meet's been pushed till tomorrow. This is the closest motel with the most vacancies and least amount of good judgment when it comes to accepting a bunch of degenerates like yourselves. You'll be pairing up. Choose wisely. And I'll have no sexual perversions perpetrated by you little deviants. Got that? Keep your dirty little hands to your dirty little selves!" Coach yells out from the front of the group.

"Three to a room?" Allison ask looking between Lydia and I.

I nod in agreement and turn to Lyd. "I get my own bed." She says nonchalantly as we walk forward. "I don't like this place." She comments.

"I don't think the people who own this place like this place. It's just for a night." Allison shivers.

"A lot can happen in one night." I acknowledge as we head up to the room we were assigned.

"Speaking of a lot in one night, I heard you had a hell of one last night." Lydia says as we unlock our door.

"Yea how'd you hear that?" I question tossing down my bag.

"I heard Stiles talking about." She shrugs.

I roll my eyes as I flop back on the bed. "Great, just great." I sigh.

"So you and Jake?" Allison ask sitting down on the bed.

"I don't know. We kissed last night.." I say thinking back.

"And?" Lydia questions.

I let out another sigh. "It's just something was... missing. It felt good but it didn't feel..." I trail off looking at the ceiling.

"It didn't feel like Stiles?" Allison finishes looking at me with a small smile.

"Yea." I breath.

"Den don't you think maybe it's time to hash things out with Stiles? You know solve your problems." Allison offers.

"Or you two could just hook up already." Lydia bluntly says making shoot up off the bed and stare at her. "Oh please like you haven't thought about it plenty of time." She scoffs.

"Sex isn't going to fix our problems Lyd. It's basically what got us here in the first place." I say sitting up.

"I'm just saying maybe that will help." Lydia shrugs.

"Ok then well with that in going to get in the shower." Allison points to the bathroom. "Mind getting some new towels?"

"Yea we'll go get some." I agree standing up from the bed. "Come on Lyd." I say walking toward the door.

"Why do I have to come?" Lydia ask following me out.

"Well because I'm hungry so I'm gonna go to the vending machine, you go get the towels." I smile making her roll her eyes.

"What ever." She waves walking away.

As I walk down the steps toward the vending machine my mind begins getting foggy, as if I can't focus. Shaking it off I chalk it up to just being tired. I round the corner and see Stiles shaking the vending machine.

"What are you doing?" I ask making him jump.

"Me? Oh uh nothing." He says, face going pale.

"Yea, sure." I say slowly as I approach the machine and put my dollar in.

"So uh how are you feeling?" Stiles ask as I push the b2 for a bag of cookies.

"Better now." I admit smiling at him.

"Good. That's good." He breaths rubbing the back of his neck. He looked so hot standing there running his hand through that hair of his. It's like he's testing me. Every thing Lydia said was flowing through my head as the silence fell between us.

"Oh fuck it." I groan launching myself at him and connecting our lips. Stiles reacted as fast as he could placing his hands on my hips and quickly turning to push me against the wall so we were hidden from anyone by the vending machine.

Stiles pulls away for a brief moment but quickly reconnects before moving to work down my neck. He moves quickly to my sweet spot like he remembers exactly where it was. I let out a sigh when he starts sucking. "God I've missed this." Stiles mumbles coming back to my lips.

It was as if with the sound of his voice I was snapped back to reality. Quickly I push him off as I stand there trying to catch my breath. "Hey woah what's wrong?" He ask going to take a step towards me.

"I-I don't know what's wrong with me." I whisper before taking off back up to the room. What the hell got into me?