🐺The Pack🐺

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AN: so I wrote this awhile ago and it sucks. Just FYI. A lot of things are kind of stupid (plot holes, etc.) I'll probably be editing/rewriting this soon to hopefully make it better. Just a warning that this book is very cringy and not very good. Okay carry on 😊💕

(Stiles 3rd POV)

From: 🔥SCOTTY BOI🔥
Hey. Pack meeting tonight at 8:00. Meet at the loft.

Too say that Stiles was excited to finally be included in a pack meeting again was definitely an understatement! The pack had been drifting away from him lately, not including him in pack meetings, they only called him when they needed his help. He was pissed that they were always using him but at least they weren't just throwing him to the side. At least that's what he thought, until when he was about to walk into Dereks loft but stopped before he could open the door when he heard voices coming from inside.

Scott: He's too much of a risk!
Derek: Scott! Your talking non-sense! He's your best friend!
Scott: He's too weak! It's only a matter of time before he gets us all killed!
Derek: We need him in this pack!
Scott: I don't care!

Derek has lost his Alpha powers and Scott was the alpha now so Derek's arguments weren't doing any good. But Stiles still appreciated him at least trying to fight for him. Nobody knew this but Stiles had been in love with Derek since he first met him in the woods that day when him and Scott were looking for his inhaler after he got bitten.

Scott: Its settled! He's out of the pack! And anyone who wants to object can kiss their spot in the pack goodbye as well!

Stiles couldn't believe what he was hearing they were really kicking him out of the pack. He couldn't take it anymore. He swung open the door with tears starting to fall down his cheeks.

Stiles: You don't have to kick me out of the pack. Cuz I'm leaving!

Stiles was beyond mad. He didn't give anyone enough time to respond before running out of the loft and slamming the door behind him. He ran all the way to his Jeep and sped home. He bursted through the door and bolted up the stairs, he knew his dad wasn't home, he was always working night shifts. He packed a duffle bag full of things he knew he would need, he then grabbed some money from his dads safe and sat down at his desk grabbing a pen and paper, he wrote...

Dear Dad;
I am so sorry but I have to leave, I have to get out of Beacon Hills for a while. Don't worry about me tho, and definitely don't try to look for me. And most importantly don't think this is your fault because it most definitely isn't! I promise I will be back. I don't know when but I will come back!
Love Stiles

Stiles placed the note on the end of his bed and walked out to his Jeep, locking the front door and leaving the spare key under the welcome matt. Stiles threw his bag into the back of the Jeep and started driving. He felt a tear fall down his face as he passed a sign reading

Thanks for visiting Beacon Hills!

He just kept driving and didn't stop until he got to where he wanted to be.
Mystic Falls, Virginia.





Hope you liked it! Byeeeee 😂❤️

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