The Dark Fox And The Dark Wolf

Doubt and Suspiscions

Stiles didn't say anything as Derek spoke, listening intently, his lips pressed into a thin line.

When everything was said all Stiles could say hesitantly was "Scott did this?"

"I promised him I wouldn't say anything but his instincts completely took control of him that last full moon and with what Deaton said..." Derek shook his head.

Stiles hands clenched together nervously, remembering how quiet Scott had been since being captured by the god hunters and what was going on with him even?

Speaking of the god hunters he hadn't seen them since being captured by them, where were they?

"And... he said something similar about me?"

Derek nodded, looking concerned.

Stiles wasn't sure how to react, he didn't want to believe it but... it made so much sense.

He took a deep breath in as he said shakily "So Scott might have turned evil and I'm possibly on my way there? Is that what you're saying?!"

Derek didn't reply.

"Great! Freaking fantastic" Stiles muttered frantically. Stiles let out a bitter laugh, of course it would be him, why not right?!

It's not like they'd suffered enough right?

"Just... tell me if you start feeling any more... different, that's all. It doesn't mean you'll completely turn" Derek said, trying to calm Stiles down.

Stiles snorted "When are you the optimistic one?"

"Since now, the last thing we want is you to worried to think about this properly. I'm sure you can help me figure this all out" He said calmly, looking at Stiles with intensity.

Stiles looked into his eyes and let Derek's calmness rush over him, trying to relax himself.

He let out a breath, trying to calm down "Yeah, you're right, of course you're right"

With a nod he moved towards the door, the pack waiting outside.

Scott walked up to Stiles first thing, his smile friendly.

"What did Derek want?"

He just sounded curious, there wasn't anything dark at all about his expression but that somehow made Stiles feel more awkward.

"Nothing important, boring crap really. Have you got any theory's on how Deaton died?" Stiles pressed.

Scott pursed his lips slightly, frowning, he glanced around as if checking if anyone else in the pack was paying attention for a reason Stiles couldn't identify.

"Well I think I might have one but it's... hard to talk about. I mean, this is Deaton, he didn't deserve this" Scott said softly and sadly.

However Derek had gotten into Stiles head and now he was paying attention, there was just something not quite right about that sadness Scott was portraying or trying to portray.

But...he still didn't want to believe it.

"We can talk somewhere in private if you want? I could come back to yours maybe?"

Something that Stiles couldn't identify flashed through Scott's eyes but then he slowly smiled then nodded "Yeah, that be great, thanks"

Stiles smiled back warily.

This would be...interesting.

However maybe Stiles should have been paying more attention to his surroundings.

A certain beta overheard everything...

Liam frowned, noticing the slight tension between Stiles and Scott as well as the odd conversation.

What was going on there?