Darkened Times and Darkened Hearts (Teen Wolf Fancfiction)

Chapter 9

A/N: So this chapter has talk and descriptions of drug(weed) use. Just a warning, also it is not going to be a key part of the story it's just there like when they have alcohol. If you don't like it you can skip the parts or just you know, not read the chapter.  

"So there are weresharks now?" Derek asked his mate.

"Yeah, just how many creatures are there?" Stiles asked looking up to Derek from the older man's lap.

"Too many." Stiles laughed.

"That's an understatement there, sourwolf." He said with a large grin on his face.

"You're never gonna quit calling me that are you?"

"Nope." Stiles said popping the 'p'.

"You're lucky I love you." Derek said, smiling at his young mate and Stiles giggled with an even wider smile.

"I love you too, sourwolf." The pair lean in, their lips meeting for a passionate kiss, only to be broken by the sound of someone clearing their throat. The pair sat up and saw Peter with his signature grin.

"What do you want, Peter?" Derek asked roughly.

"Well hello to you too dear nephew. Lovely weather we're having today don't you think?"

"Just get to the point!" Derek growled.

"I'm looking for Cole. Do you know where he might be?" He asked his nephew and the pale human in the room.

"I think he went with Aaron." Stiles thought for a minute. "Yeah, he definitely went with Aaron to his apartment."

Peter's face darkened with both anger and jealousy. It was no secret to himself or to anyone else that he was still in love with the witch. He truly regrets what he did to him, but he knew that he was no good for him and that Cole had a true mate somewhere out there. He just wished that he was his mate and not someone else's. He stormed out of the loft and went to find Cole and explain everything to him.

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"Did you really think that you could hide from us forever?" The tallest man with black hair, coco brown eyes and a light tan, asked the witch with a pistol aimed at his head.

"No. I'm not as stupid as you, brother." He said with venom in his voice.

"Still the same as always, a smartass even with a gun pointed at your head." The other hunters surrounded the couple their guns ready to fire at a moments notice.

"He's your brother?" Aaron whispered to his boyfriend.

"Half brother." He corrected. "I didn't tell you because he is no real brother to me."

"You hurt me, Cole. You really do." He mocked with a fake hurt tone. "But now it's time to give up. Your crimes against nature cannot be forgiven, so you must be put down like the beast you are."

"Fine." Cole said and Aaron looked at him worryingly. "But let him go. He's just a human." He said referring to his boyfriend.

"Very well. Come with us." Two of the hunters grabbed Cole's arms and pulled him along with them out of the building.

Aaron ran to his room to look for something but he wasn't fast enough because when he found it a loud and menacing roar ran through out the area, shaking the room. He ran out to the balcony to see two hunters dead, Cole on the ground with a large werewolf in the middle between him and last three hunters.

One of the hunters fired at the wolf but he was to quick and missed the bullet and ripped out the hunter's throat. Cole's brother pointed his gun at the witch, "one more move and he's dead!" The wolf stopped in his tracks and growled.