ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ °Stiles Stilinski° Teen Wolf

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🔻Melody🔻

I pull into the spot I always do and Scott pulls up beside me. I get out and he pulls his helmet off and we start walking toward the building I freeze when I see who's waiting for us. Malia. I growl under my breath and Scott places his hand on my shoulder.

"Stay calm," he says before looking at Malia. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard you were coming to talk to Peter. And since Lydia tells me he's basically Satan in a V-neck, I figured you shouldn't be alone."

"I'm not."

"A freshly turned werewolf with control issues isn't that reassuring." I take a threatening step towards her and Scott gently grabs my arm, pulling me back. "I can handle Peter."

"You can handle him better with me," she says before heading inside. "Bitch," I say and Scott looks at me. "This isn't because of what she said is it?" I don't answer and he seems to come to the conclusion on his own. "You're threatened by her relationship with Stiles aren't you?" A growl is my response and Scott places his hand on my shoulder.

"There's nothing going on between them."

"She kissed him when they were in that cell in Mexico."

"What?"

"Yeah, still think there's nothing there?" I follow after her and Scott hurries after me. We quickly make our way up and Scott opens the door for us. We step inside and a strange scent starts to come from Scott. His pulse also quickens. "What's wrong with you?" Malia and I ask at the same time which annoys me.

"Nothing."

"Your heart is pounding like crazy. Are you nervous?" She asks him and he shakes his head. "He's just bad at introductions," a voice says and we turn to see Peter reading a book on the couch. "Peter," Scott says as he closes the book, setting it aside. "Peter, this is Malia." I could sense that Scott was really nervous and I had no idea why.

Peter stands up a strange emotion in his eyes. "Beautiful eyes. Did you get them from your father?" Malia looks at him warily before answering. "Mother."

"Interesting," he says as he stares at her for a few seconds. "Anyway, I'm sure they've told you a lot about me."

"The homicidal killing spree came up." I nod as Scott filled me in on the way up. "Well, we're all works in progress."

"Well, when you progress to your next killing spree, why don't you try and make sure they all stay dead?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" He asks in confusion looking at us. "What do you know about people being turned by a scratch?" He turns and stares at Scott. "Did you scratch someone, Scott? Don't worry about it, the claws have to go pretty deep." He starts walking away, towards the metal table in the middle of the room.

"But it's possible. Like if you clawed out someone's throat out?" Peter turns back to him, leaning against the table. "Well, yeah, it's possible. It's also beyond rare. I mean, we're talking one in a....... million." It must have dawned on him, what he did to Kate and he gets very annoyed.

"Can't someone in this town stay dead?"

"I think they were hoping you would," Malia says and I stay next to Scott as he walks closer. "Do you have any idea why Kate would turn Derek into a teenager again?" Peter thinks for a moment before turning to Scott. "What color were his eyes?"

"Blue," he says and Peter glances at him. "After Paige. Which could mean around the time he first met Kate."

"Derek and Kate knew each other?" Scott asks in a shocked tone and Peter smirks. "Biblically." Gross. Scott's eyes widen. "That's right, Scott. You weren't the first wolf to climb into a hunter's bed." So Scott tells him about what happened after Derek woke up.