Silvern | Stiles Stilinski (Book 2)

Chapter Forty-Six: Riders On the Storm

"Stiles, don't stop. Keep going! Don't stop!" I yelled as I reached towards the figure. The light faded away, "Stiles?"

"Ari" Scott sighed as he placed a hand on my shoulder.

I shook him off, "Where is he?" I span around to face the others, "It was working. You saw him right?"

The others glanced at each other and Lydia sighed, "We didn't see anyone"

"No. He was here, I know it. Stiles was here"

I stumbled back into the bunker as the others supported me. Scott went to close the door, but a hand got in the way. "Liam?" he gasped in surprise.

"There's something you need to see"

"You're still here" the Alpha sighed in relief.

Liam nodded, "But everyone else is gone. All of them, they're all gone. Look, you have to come with me"

Scott frowned, "What is it?"

"I can't explain it, I have to show you"

The Alpha turned to face us, "You guys stay here, just in case"

Malia huffed, "In case Stiles comes back?"

"If there's any hope, you need to keep trying"

Lydia wrapped her arms around me as I sat at the table, staring into space. "What are you doing?" she asked as Malia opened the door.

"We're gonna go find Stiles"

"Scott told us to stay in case he shows up here" I argued.

The werecoyote huffed, "Stiles isn't coming here. If he was, he would've and he hasn't, so he's not. You guys still think it worked, right?"

I nodded, "I know I saw him"

"I believe you. And Lydia believes you, she's never wrong about these things"

"I wouldn't say 'never' " the banshee muttered.

Malia sighed, "But right now?"

She shrugged, "Right now, I'm not wrong"

"Stiles is out there," I spoke up, "I can feel it"

"Then what are we doing standing here"

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I crouched on the ground of the school parking lot, examining the skid marks. "This looks fresh" I remarked.

Malia huffed, "Can't you give more information than that? I thought you wanted to do forensics?"

"Forensic Psychology. They usually don't do this kind of thing. What I do know is that this is from Stiles' jeep, it must have just left"

"Without his keys?" Lydia frowned.

I shrugged, "Half the time, he got it started with a screwdriver"

She grinned, "Then he's here, we have to tell Scott"

"We should probably tell Scott about that, too" Malia sighed as she walked away from us. We followed her, seeing a train track heading into the school that had definitely never been there before.

The three of us cautiously made our way along the tracks until we reached the library. Several rows of benches filled the room, with lots of people sat on them. Nobody moved, they just sat there and stared into the distance. "Why's there a train station in the middle of the library?" Malia asked.

"There's also a train station in the Wild Hunt" Lydia sighed.

"Any chance they're connected?" I questioned as we followed the banshee further into the room.