Open Wounds

Chapter 7

*Tyler Posey voice*

"Previously on Open Wounds"

"If Stiles begins to shift, we haven't taught him how to control it... Scott might be able to stop it but Stiles... he might shift fully showing Scott, Nikita, everyone that he's a wolf" Derek said as he began to speed up the car.

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"Isaac, go find Scott and tell him what's going on." Derek said quickly as he grabbed Stiles. Isaac nodded and began to leave, "And leave out the part about Stiles"

Derek looked at Stiles as he screamed in pain.

"What's happening?" Stiles asked through clenched teeth. "Nikita, she had the books covered in wolfs bane, it's forcing you to change"

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"What?" Stiles whispered.

"I love you" Derek whispered back and kissed him softly.

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"Yeah and who the hell are you?!" Stiles growled as he stood back up, returning to human form and grabbed his shoulder in pain.

"I'm Alec"

"Alec who"

He looked at Derek then back to Stiles before he finally spoke,"Alec Hale" He said with a smirk.

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They're alive... I thought to myself as I sat in my living room, thinking about what happened only a few hours ago.

"Alec who"

He looked at me then back to Stiles before he finally spoke,"Alec Hale" He said with a smirk.

"W-What?" Stiles asked quickly.

"I said I--"

"I know what you fucking said" Stiles cut him off, "B-But..." He sighed loudly and ran his fingers through his hair, "Hale..." Stiles loudly smelt the air, he snapped his head to Alec quickly, "You're-You're the hybrid" He stuttered as he backed up to were I was sitting.

I stood up quickly and growled as I hid Stiles behind me.

"Calm down Derek... It was never my intention to hurt anyone" Alec said the second part more to Stiles than me. "Mostly..."

"Yeah well it's your fault I got shot" Stiles heart skipped a beat when he said 'your fault'. "and it's your fault I'm a fricken werewolf and you took Deaton!!"

"And it's my fault that little Stiles there found a mate isn't it?" He asked in a childish tone, everyone stayed quiet. "And why is it my fault you're a werewolf exactly? I didn't bite you"

"No, you did some weird voodoo shit that fucked up my brain" Stiles yelled loudly.

"I did what?" Alec asked.

I looked at him, "You didn't do this?" I asked sounding obviously confused.

He shook his head, "no"

"Well then why are you here? And how did you survive the fire? Did anyone else!?" I asked quickly.

"I did, Peter did, Cora and Dylan... that's all I know of" He sighed.

I took a step closer, "Cora and Dylan are alive?! Where are they!?" I asked quickly--

"Hey..." Stiles said quietly, cutting off my thoughts as he sat down beside me and rested a hand on my shoulder. "Are you okay?" His voice sounded a little broken.