The Bravest of the Pack (Sterek)

Part sixteen

After a few hours had passed, Stiles was finally able to go back home. He sprinted up the stairs and to his room, getting changed as fast as he could. He'd had enough of running around naked for one day.

Stiles sat down on his bed after he was done, taking a look around his messed up room. It hadn't truly sunk in what he was. He was the lion everyone was panicking about, and Derek had no idea. Things were much more complicated now.

Why a lion? He thought to himself as he started brushing up the shards of glass from his window. And why did he have to screw up his room?

Once he tidied up his bedroom he moved onto the bathroom. Which was much worse than he remembered it. The mirror had been smashed through and underneath it his sink had a large crack on the side. Thankfully it hadn't fully broken. His shower door, however, was a different story. The glass pieces covered the floor, which Stiles didn't notice until he stood on one. He winced and hopped back to his bed.

Slowly and carefully, he removed the small piece of glass from the heel of his foot. He flicked the piece into the bin near his desk. When he looked down again, he saw the hole in his foot close up.

"Awesome" He whispered to himself, grinning. He could get use to this.

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Derek had decided to leave shortly after seeing something in the woods. He really doubted Stiles would show back up that easy. Whoever that lion was clearly wasn't going to give him up anytime soon.

He was tired after staying up all night on look out for Stiles. Derek was already half asleep as he climbed into his bed. His dreams didn't give him peace however, as they were full of thoughts of Stiles. The roar of the lion echoed in his head until he awoke the next morning.