The Evolved

Bite

''Bite her.'' Derek said, right before he lost conscious. Isaac jerked his head towards Scott, eyes full of question.

"Did he just say to bite Stiles?" Malia yelled. She leaned down to where her friend was laying and brushed her hair back. She looked over at Scott, where Kira, was subtly pushing him towards Stiles.

"Do it, Scott!" Isaac roared. "This is what she would want!"

"You don't fucking know if this is what she would want!" Scott roared back. He started to yell something else but was cut off with a howl echoing into the room.

"Will you puppies shut up! We don't have much time. Her heart has been stopped for atleast five minutes. You have a limited frame, Scott. If you want her to live you have to bite her now." Peter said.

Scott crawled over to his bestfriend, his sister. He looked at her wild mess of hair, and her pink plump lips. He pulled her bloody shirt down, exposing her left shoulder.

He felt his fangs drop, his eyes turn red. He pushed his face into the spot where the neck meets the shoulder and let out a sob.

"I'm sorry, Stiles." And bit down. 

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"Shouldn't she have woke up by now?" Someone asked.

"Maybe her body is healing and it's taken longer." Someone else whispered.

"Do you think she'll be pissed?" The voice above her said.

"I think she'll be fine." Stated a husky voice.

Stiles heard everything her pack was saying, felt when one of them kissed her forehead or touched her hand. She was trying to keep her heart steady, not willing to let the wolves know she was awake yet. She replayed eveything in her mind. Every damn detail. She will never forget the look in Derek's eyes when she managed to look over at him when Trents hand's were circled around her throat. He looked as if he was about to lose the one thing in this world that mattered to him. She remembered the last thing she thought before the darkness took over.

I love you.
I love you so damn much.

She felt the tears well up into her eyes. She couldn't believe she made it out alive. She was sure that she had died in that room.

Finally, she opened her eyes. Her gazed roamed around the room, eyeing each of her pack members. She  felt her heart hitch slightly when she gazed at Derek, expecting him to snap his eyes up at her at the sound. He didn't even look her way. Her eyes moved to Scott, where he was reading a cosmopolitan magazine.

She finally cleared her throat and all eyes went directly towards her. They all huddled around, smiling and crying.

"I -i was" she stopped for a second, waving her hand at the water cup. Scott rushed it to her, holding the straw to her chapped lips. She sucked greedily. Turning back to the pack she shook her head.

"I was awake for like 30 minutes, How did you not hear my heart." She wondered.

Scott looked up at Isaac, then at Derek and turned back towards Stiles.

"Sti-" Scott was cut off by Derek, shaving his hand in Scott's face.

"I got this. " Derek growled. "Stiles, you died back in the cellar. Trent choked the life out of you. I told Scott to give you the bite. I understand if you're angry with me. I took that choice away from you. I just didn't know what else to do. I just wanted you to live." Derek looked up at her threw his long eyelashes. She looked at him, contemplating what to say.