Savior Stiles Stilinski book 1

Code Breaker

GUYS!!!!! BOOK ONE IS ALMOST DONE!!!!! WOW...I AM REALLY HAPPY WITH MYSELF, but as we all can guess I still do not own Teen Wolf..

"No- I'm not just letting you leave her here." I cried as I looked down at Lydia. Her dress was stained with her own blood. How did I let it come to this? Why didn't I just find a way to protect everyone..?

"You don't have a choice, Alex. You're coming with me." Peter said. He was standing up now, wiping blood from his lips. Lydia's blood..

"Just kill me. Look, I don't care anymore." I cried, sending fresh tears down my face. Peter put his hand threateningly close to me and I jerked away, only for it to touch just under my chin, pulling me to my feet.

"Call your friend. Tell Jackson where she is. That's all you get." Peter said before letting go of my face. I pulled out my phone when I realized there was no getting out of this. I told Jackson that Lydia was hurt really bad and laying in her blood on the field. Then, knowing I hadn't another choice, I followed Peter. While we were in the car I got the sudden feeling that everything had changed. Somehow, I knew. Allison had found out about Scott. Lydia was bitten by an alpha.. Stiles..He was probably going insane not being able to find me..Honestly..I didn't want to live through all of this.. Everything was different now. Everyone was different now. I looked out the passenger window and let a growl escape my throat.

"Don't feel bad. If she lives, she'll become a werewolf. She'll be incredibly powerful." Peter said. I didn't look over at him. The hatred I had for this...monster was unfathomable.

"Yeah, and once a month, she'll go out of her fucking mind and try to tear her friends apart." I growled.

"Well, actually considering she's a woman- twice a month." Peter laughed. I wanted to be the one to kill him. I wanted to give into the darkness that sat in the back of my mind. I could feel it, like a small flame begging to thrive. But I also knew that if I gave into this, I would be no better than the man sitting beside me. I growled again. The rest of the ride was silent, as I tried to keep myself in control. I stared out the window until we pulled up to the parking lot. Peter pulled me out by my hair and dragged me to a small dark grey car.

"Whose car is this?" I asked after I regained control.

"It belonged to my nurse." Peter said as he pulled out a set of keys.

"What happened to your n- Oh my god!" I yelled as I looked to the open trunk where Jennifer lay dead with a brown suitcase in her arms.

"I got better." Peter said it as if it were a logical reason to kill the only person who put up with him, helped him, for the last 3 years.

"Good luck getting a signal down here." I said as Peter opened the case and pulled out a laptop. "Oh, MiFi. And you're a Mac Guy. Does that go for all werewolves, or just a personal preference?" I sassed sounding to much like Stiles.

"Turn it on. Get connected." Peter said pointing to the laptop that was open on the trunk of the car.

"You know, you're really killing the whole werewolf mystique thing here. Look, you still need Scott's username and password and I'm sorry but I don't know them." I said as I stared from the screen back to the alpha.

"You know both of them." Peter said, sounding and looking rather impatient.

"No, I don't." I said.

"Even if I couldn't hear your heartbeat, I would still be able to tell that you're lying." Peter said. I knew it wasn't smart to lie to a werewolf, but I didn't want to help him.

"I swear to God-" was all I got out before Peter slammed my head on to the computer.

"I can be very persuasive, Alex. Don't make me persuade you." Peter growled. I was about to completely lose my cool before he let go, releasing the pressure on my neck and allowing me to stand back up. I was crying. I had to do what he said.