Hunters cross ~a teen wolf fanfiction~

Chapter 8

JPOV

Werewolf.

No make that werewolves the dual scent of those creatures, sent a shiver of disgust through me great one I could handle even though that McCall kid was a pain in the ass, he wasn’t much of a problem but the other scent smelled older. Most likely belonging to an older and more experience werewolf.

I took in a deep breath taking the spicy forest-like scent, the scent strangely enough sent a spark of arousal through me I quirked my brow, what the hell? I let out a shaky breath my jeans starting to feel a little too tight. I leaned against a row of lockers silently willing my erection away this scent…It isn’t Stiles but why does it give me the same effect?

With a confused growl I pushed myself off the lockers, my jeans still feeling tight looks like I’m going to have to take care of this in the bathrooms, I turned down the hall before I could take another step something collided with my chest knocking the wind out of me. I gasped backing up slightly before gaining back my balance soft shaky fingers clung to me desperately, I blinked looking down and teary confused brown eyes looked up at me.

“Stiles?” Pained eyes flashed with recognition, “J-Jackson?” he whimpered my inner demon screamed as I took in his upset state, and before I could stop myself I wrap my arms around him holding him close in a comforting gesture. “Stiles what’s wrong? Did something happen? Did Scott do something?” I held back a growl as I said the werewolf’s name with disgust I swear to god if he did something to my stiles I’ll rip his freaking throat out with my teeth.

“S-S-Scott” so then it is him! Where the hell is he? I’ll kill him “S-Scott’s not human” Whoa what?, those words took me by surprise tears streamed down Stiles face as he said franticly, “his face it wasn’t human! It was like…It was like he was some animal he had fangs! And his eyes oh god his eyes!” the boy shivered in fear.

So that’s it Stiles witnessed Scott shifting, I growled in irritation fucking idiot he should know better than to do something like that in a public place like this, no wonder he’s so scared “Stiles…Stiles baby look at me” he blinked shocked for a moment before staring at me in disbelief “you…you called me baby” I smiled nodding lifting my hand to caress his face I rubbed my thumb gently against his cheek, whipping away stray tears that fell from his eyes.

Slowly I knew what I had to do and I hated myself for even considering this, but with the way he was freaking out and crying like this…I knew this was the only way to calm him down, “Stiles listen to me” his pupil’s dilated going into a trance-like state “I need you to go to sleep okay?” Stiles gave me a short nod his eye lids fluttering before completely closing and he went limp in my arms the guilt hit me almost instantly. No! I did the right thing he was going to make himself sick if I didn’t compel him.

Moving my arm’s underneath his legs I picked him up into my arms with a soft grunt, strange he’s so light I thought he would be heavier than this, okay first things first get him back to my place and let him sleep this off I’ll figure things out from there. I sighed holding him tighter when the spicy forest scent came closer.

A familiar wave of arousal washed over me god damn it hormones not now!, “Stiles!” damn Scott appeared at the end of the hall panting looking like he just ran a mile, but it was the tall figure behind them that almost made me whimper and go to my knees the moment our eyes met the wave intensified and from the way his eyes darkened he could feel it too.

He shook his head trying to reach through the haze before giving me a curt nod, I smiled nodding back making sure my grip on Stiles was strong before the area around me became a blur.

Well that was interesting.