Silvern | Stiles Stilinski (Book 2)

Chapter Twenty-Six: Codominance

I sighed as I sat in the driver's seat, watching Stiles try to fix the jeep. Scott came over, holding the light closer so that he could see. "So Liam was here? Is he okay?" I asked.

Scott nodded and Stiles huffed, "What did he want?"

"To help"

"You gonna let him?"

Scott shrugged, "Eventually, I guess"

I frowned, "Shouldn't he be a little higher on your priority list right now? I mean, he's the only other actual werewolf, your only actual Beta"

"You didn't see the way that he came at me, you didn't see the look in his eyes"

"Well, I've been with you on a full moon, so I've seen that look," Stiles sighed, "You want to get the band back together, Scott, you don't leave out the drummer"

The engine started and Stiles cheered, "Success!" I jumped in the back, wincing when I collided with some bottles of fuel, "It's a minor leak. Very minor" he assured us.

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Scott exhaled loudly, "Man, I think the jeep's overheating again"

Stiles nodded, "Probably"

"We could've just used my car, y'know" I huffed.

"I thought I made it very clear, no one is left behind!" Stiles snapped.

I rolled my eyes, "Okay, Stitch, calm down. Should we pull over and pour more antifreeze in it?"

He paused, glaring at me disapprovingly, "No, we can just turn the heat on." Scott rolled down a window as I groaned, resting my head on the back of Stiles' seat. 

"You find anything yet?" I asked Scott, referring to the books he had found on Damnatio Memoriae.

Scott shook his head, "They're mostly the same stuff you already knew. 'Damnatio Memoriae was a Roman practise, a government decree to destroy the images of the damned. They would scratch off their names from inscriptions and chisel their face off of statues. The Romans believed it was a punishment worse than death ' "

"Being forgotten"

"Listen to this. 'Damnatio Memoriae was later used on a serial killer in 1598, known as the Demon Tailor. He lured children into his shop in Paris where he would kill them and boil the flesh off their bones to eat. The courts believed the crimes so horrible, they ordered all the documents destroyed. To this day, no one knows his real name ' "

Stiles frowned, "So the Dread Doctors resurrected a killer who was so bad that he had to literally be erased from history"

I nodded, "A killer that became a werewolf"

"Which probably made him a better killer. That's great!" Stiles huffed as he sped up.

"You still not talking to Malia?" Scott asked after he had swapped seats with Stiles.

"Uh, she's not talking to me. Or anyone, I guess" Stiles huffed.

I nodded, "There's something up with her"

Scott glanced at me through the rear-view mirror, "I think I know why. I think she found her mother"

"Her mother, as in the Desert Wolf?" I gasped as we sat up straight.

"Yeah"

Stiles groaned, "I knew she was still looking! She erased her name off my board, but I just... I knew she never stopped"