Red, Red Wolf

What Big Teeth You Have

"Come on you guys! I can do this!" Stiles said triumphantly, slamming his fist on the table.

"Stiles, we don't even know what they're fully capable of. We've never fought vampire mermaids before!" Scott yelled incredulously at his best friend. Stiles glared at him, and rolled his eyes.

"They're called sirens. God Scott, do you not pay attention in Mythology?" Stiles said, turning to face him, crossing his arms. Derek and Jackson glared at the both of them for interrupting the pack meeting while they were tying to assign Stiles a position.

"We have Mythology?" Scott said, looking at Stiles like a lost puppy. Stiles flailed and flopped down in a nearby chair, the same one that Derek was currently sitting on. Derek growled at his mate, but Stiles gave him a distracted wave before snuggling up into his side. Isaac perked up at seeing them together in front if the pack, since he was the only one who knew about their relationship so far. The rest of them looked confused and Scott looked horrified.

"Yeah, dude! The one class with the hunched teacher with the Harry Potter glasses that always looks like an evil warlord when he's on the computer!" Stiles said, still glaring at his best friend.

"That's Mythology?! I've never even seen that teacher stand up!" Scott yelled, yanking Stiles off of a Derek in a fit of protectiveness. Derek growled again, but Scott didn't pay attention because he wasn't his alpha.

"That's because you're always on your damn phone, jacking off to your txts from Allison that you don't even notice what's going on around you!" Stiles snarled and flailed out of Scott's grip, landing on his butt.

"What the hell man! You know that's not true better than anyone! You're my best friend Stil-" Scott said confused at why Stiles was acting like this.

Stiles, on the other hand, knew exactly why he was acting so harshly to Scott. His inner wolf had gone into protective mode ever since Scott started yelling, the last straw being pulled off of his own mate. He tried to surpress the heat behind his eyes, and managed to calm it down enough so that nobody would notice the change. Not even Derek knew about him being a wolf, it was something he wasn't ready to share just yet.

Stiles finally snapped at Scott, all of his redirected anger needed to go to his babbling instead of being caged up with the wolf.

"Oh, now I'm your best friend! How dare you! We haven't hanged out in months because of Allison, we can't talk on the phone because you're always using it to txt Allison, I can't even look at you anymore, because you're always looking at Allison! And I totally get it, she's beautiful and smart and extremely funny, and hey, she hunts your kind! You totally have the whole 'Romeo and Juliet' thing going for you, and I'm happy that you've found someone, I am! But I just want to be able to hang out with you from time to time! The only reason I see you anymore is because of these freaking pack meetings and we don't even talk half of the time! What happened man? I know you fell in love and all that jazz, but this Stillinski needs some love too!" Stiles finished in a rush, his face red from the lack of oxygen.

"I know Stiles, and I'm sorry, I really am but..." Scott started and fidgeted in his spot.

"But what?! I just want to know why you've been all shady lately. Allison hasn't been to school in months because of her trip to Paris or something, so you can't blame it on her when she's not even here." Stiles sighed, looking at his best friend, hoping to finally getting an explanation.

"It's just that- I don't- maybe if-" Scott started, pacing because he didn't know what to say. Stiles noticed the distress in his voice, so he spoke to him in a gentler tone.

"Scott, please tell me what's wrong..."

"Allison isn't at school, but she isn't in Paris either!" Scott growled out, frustrated and wracking his brains because he didn't know how to tell them.