Savior Stiles Stilinski book 1

Wolf's Bane

*DISCLAIMER* I still don't own Teen wolf but you wanna know what I just saw driving down the road??? A BLUE JEEP!!!!! STILES IS IN MY TOWN GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

So apparently Derek told Scott that if he killed the Alpha, Scott wouldn't have this curse anymore. But if Scott isn't a werewolf then what happens to me? We don't know yet. And since we kinda pinned the school thing on Derek, he is a fugitive and we have to help him out. We have been driving his car all night to throw the hunters and cops off and it's working.

"Faster?" Scott yelled as I looked through the back window of the black Camaro.

"Much faster!" Stiles said.

" Hey, Scott I don't think you're grasping the concept of car chase here!" I said as Scott went around a corner. The car behind us was gaining speed as fast if not faster than us.

"If I go any faster, I'll kill us!" He yelled in defense.

"Well if you don't go faster they'll kill us!" I yelled as we picked up a little bit of speed and drifted around the next corner. Stiles turned around and I did too. But there was no one behind us.

"They're gone," I said to Stiles. He looked at me with big eyes full of confusion. Stiles turned on the police radio he stole from his dad.

All units, suspect is on foot headed to the Iron Works. Stiles' dad's voice echoed through the radio speaker. As soon as the words left the speaker I got this bad feeling. Kinda a mix between fear and rage. Derek's in trouble. If the cops haven't found him then the hunters have. My vision started blurring and I couldn't see in front of me. Oh god... What's going on??

"Guys!! I can't see!" I yelled. But as soon as the words left my mouth my vision cleared. We came to a sudden stop and Derek jumped in the car after I told him to get in. He jumped in, while Mr. Argent shot rapidly at the car. We drove off and the fight began. Stiles had climbed in the backseat with me seconds before Scott opened the passenger door.

"What part of laying low don't you understand?" I yelled at Derek.

"Damn it! I had him!" Derek yelled in defense.

"Who the alpha?" Stiles asked.

"Yes! He was right in front of me until the friggin' police showed up!" Derek yelled.

"Whoa, hey, they're just doing their jobs-" Stiles began. But I cut him off.

"Yeah! Thanks to someone who decided to make him the most wanted fugitive in the state!" I defended. It was only logical that this would interrupt our mission of catching a murderous werewolf.

"Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake! I get it." Scott huffed. I glared at him because he made the impossible even more impossible.

"Alright. How did you find him?" Stiles asked changing the subject.

"Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?" Scott said.

"Yeah! All of us!" Stiles said. Derek and I shot him a death glare and his entire composure changed. "Or just them. I'll be back here." He added after a second.

"Look the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found out two things. The first one was a guy named Harris." Derek said.

"Our chemistry teacher?" I asked. I had had my head between the two front seats, as uncomfortable as it was, I needed to see them.

"Why him?" Scott added after a second.

"I don't know yet," Derek said. He ran a hand over his face.

"What's the second?" Scott asked.

"Some kind of symbol," Derek said while unfolding a piece of paper. When Scott and I saw the symbol our eyes got really big and we looked at each other. "What? You know what it is?" Derek asked after taking in our similar expressions.