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𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦: 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥?

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One Week Later

     From: Creepy Petey
     What did you just tell me?

     To: Creepy Petey
     I told you that Derek finally told me that I
     am his Mate.

     From: Creepy Petey
     So, we were right.

     To: Creepy Petey
     I don't know whether to cry or cheer until
     I cry.

     From: Creepy Petey
     I'm coming over anyway.

     From: Creepy Petey
     Oh, and Stiles?

     To: Creepy Petey
     Yes, Peter?

     From: Creepy Petey
     Get rid of every Mountain Ash object in that
     goddamn house of yours.


     I groan but do it anyway. Well, I get rid of what I can. I leave the doors right where they are so my father can do them later. I am in the middle of dismantling the desk when Peter climbs in through my window. The former Alpha stares at me being the strange Human I am for a minute before he realises what I am doing.

     "I didn't mean you had to get rid of useful things," Peter says, chuckling. "I just meant the floorboards outside your bedroom door, and the doors."

     I throw the screwdriver down and glare at my friend. "Now you tell me. You can put it back together. I give up."

     "Stiles, I can't touch it. Werewolf remember?"

     "I'm the abominable snowman, remember? If I can touch it, you can."

     Peter growls. "You're Human."

     I flash my eyes. "No, I'm not."

     "Since when? And how are you hiding your scent? Especially from your Mate?"

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