the coffee shop was really nice, the walls were a coffee brown colour and the place smelled wonderful. we took a seat at a booth near the back after we each got our coffee.
"so why arn't you telling them?" he asked
" i havn't told anyone, like you, your mom, your sisters, peter and kali are the only people who know" i emphasized that fact.
"not even your best friend?" he asked
"not even my best friend" i repeated
"so you are never going to tell them?" he asked, i feel like this conversation will be a lot of questions fro him, and answers from me.
"no, just not now. i have been here for less then a day, i don't need to shove 'hey im a werewolf' in their faces right away" i whispered since we are in public.
"they did that to you" he pointed out
"good point, but im just not ready to trust people like that again" i sighed
"right what happened after you left?" he inquired ( a/n i feel like im using 'asked' to much so i decided to spice it up :))
"well since kali bit me, i joined her pack. but only a few months after deucalion approached her with the whole idea of 'hey lets kill our packs and form a new one' so she tried to kill me first, almost did actually but she couldn't kill a 9 year old girl. she kicked me out of the pack and acted like she hadn't started killing them off yet. i have been an omega since" I explained
"so she didn't kill her entire pack?" derek was looking off into space
"well no, even if i wasn't technically in her pack anymore" which i wasn't because i was kicked out.
"what do you mean? she spared another?" dereks eyes shot up and stared right into mine.
"her emissary, she was a young teenager" i said sitting back into my seat.
"you mean like deaton?" he asked
"exactly like deaton" i responded enthusiastically.
"interesting" this time he sat back in his seat.
" not as interesting as some of the things my brother does on his spare time" i chuckled
"what do you mean?" he raised an eyebrow.
"i walked up the stairs to find him chasing stiles around the house with an arm... and it was a real arm!" i exclaimed
"that's where that went!" he said sarcastically
"your kidding right?" i asked even though i already knew the answer.
"yes im kidding, but how did you know everything about the darach?" he questioned.
"i come down here like once a month and talk to deaton" i responded non chalantly
"oh really?" he was intrigued
"yes really, i hate the feeling of not knowing whats going on" i said matter of factly
"isaac is like convinced your a werewolf, but then scott has to snap him back to reality and discuss the darach" he sighed
"i was really hoping that they wern't in the middle of everything, but hey have you met stiles? that kids sarcastic af" i laughed
"you say that know but i bet in like a month you two are going to be sucking on each others faces" derek chuckled
"what makes you think that?" i asked, intrigued as to where he got that. Did stiles say something?
"something in the way you look at each other, its like you despise each other just so you don't fall for each other" he shrugged
YOU ARE READING
powerless || stiles stilinski
Fanfiction"You cant save me" "i can try" this is set in teen wolf ------------------------------- i do not own any of these characters
