The Badass Running With A Werewolf {Stiles Stilinski Fan Fiction}

Kate.

Aaliyah's POV

3 Months Later

"Stiles!" I shrieked, as the boy threw me over his shoulder and started running around the empty lacrosse field, "Put me down!"

He simply laughed, "Never."

My legs were wrapped around his upper torso, my hands holding onto his shoulders and his hands on my bum for support at this point as he ran around the field like and idiot, carrying me, "Babe! We have to go to class some time this week!"

"Yeah, some time," He shrugged playfully, "Doesn't mean it has to be this time."

"I feel like some of my habits have rubbed off on you," I muttered, placing my face in the crook of his neck, leaving tender kisses around that area.

"Baby," He lightly moaned, dragging out the word as he came to a halt.

"What?" I asked with a smirk, "Do you like it? Want me to do it again?"

"Oh, hell ye-"

He was cut off due to the phone buzzing in my back pocket making both of us grunt in annoyance. I snatched it out of my pocket before reading of the caller ID, Scott.

"Who is it?" Stiles questioned, as he noticed my furrowed eyebrows.

"It's Scott," I said, before answering the call, "What's up?"

"Where are you and Stiles? Wherever you are, stay off the lacrosse field." He demanded, making our eyes immediately widen and us freeze.

The line was silent for about a minute and Scott sighed, "You guys are on the lacrosse field, aren't you?"

"Possibly," I gulped.

"We'll be there as soon as we can, just get out of there, now!" He yelled into the phone before it went dead.

I jumped out of Stiles' grip and shoved the phone back into my pocket before we both raced over to the bleachers, trying to get our bags.

Right as we reached the bleachers, we could sense a presence behind us. Slowly turning to face whomever these people were, our hands were in the air as signal of surrender.

I studied the face, blond haired lady with a nice frame standing there, a gun in her hands while claws were poking out, making me sigh. "Shit," Stiles muttered.

"Who is that?" I asked him, confused.

"That's Kate," He huffed, "Kate Argent."

She grinned, "Long time, no see Stiles. How about a nice beat down, for old time sakes?"

"How about no?" Stiles suggested, the sass in his voice rising by the second.

The lady who had been named Kate shrugged, taking a glance at me, "I haven't met her before," She inquired, "I'm Kate, and your gonna die now."

Her tone was laced with viciousness confidence, showing she was one hundred percent sure she'd win this fight. As she shifted more into her werewolf form, I noticed she wasn't a normal werewolf. Which then got me worried.

"Christ," I breathed out, backing away as she shot at Stiles whom immediately went down.

I watched Stiles for a minute, making sure he was okay before turning to face Kate who was coming right at me in full speed.

Before I knew it, I was breathless and she was clawing at my chest. Her sharp claws ripped open my skin with ease, making me yelp in pain.

"That's exactly what I'm gonna do to Stiles, but worse," She whispered to me, standing to her feet.

For a second, I sat there in wonder what her problem was, why Scott was taking so long to get here. But then it hit me that she had been literally gutting my boyfriend and I had barely noticed.

"Oh, you're going down," I growled in between my teeth, shifting into my werewolf form.

I jumped to my feet like I hadn't even been touched and made my way ever to Kate, where I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck.

Easily, I picked her up and tossed her about twelve feet in the air, giving me some time to check on Stiles.

He had been out like a light, as if she had had done something terrible. Before I knew it, Scott was on the field and he was taking care of the problem as I focused on Stiles.

"Stiles? Stiles, babe, wake up," I demanded lightly, slapping him around.

Nothing.

Soon enough, I had noticed the blood staining through his shirt, smaller than the other stains.

Ripping open his shirt, I trailed my fingers down his torso, my fingers coming to a halt as I spotted the gunshot wound.

I furrowed my eyebrows together, why hadn't it been healing?

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Hey! Sorry I haven't updated in months, I have just been busy with school and whatnot. But, I'm sorry for the bummy chapter, the next should be way better than this. I promise!❤ x