About To Be Known [Book 3]

The Smell Of The Ocean?

Notes:

Hehehe, I love this chapter!

It's so great, I just am going to love to write as Rei the Kitsune Stiles is supposed to learn from.

I explain a bit why he's kidnapped, but I'll go into the lore and stuff in the next chapter. Not today tho. (hopefully tomorrow, but no strong promise on that)

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Stiles POV:

Owwww. Fuck my head. I must've had some party yesterday. Wait, werewolves can't get hungover. What the hell? I tried to push my hair out of my eyes, but my hand didn't move.

What? I actually open my eyes; where the fuck am I? I'm tied to a chair with chains. In some big empty room. Like really empty, I was the only thing in this room: me and this chair.

What the heck happened?

How long have I been here?

Peter POV:

Ughh, I wake up in a bad mood. I can hear people. Why'd they have to come over so early? I walked downstairs, expecting to see Stiles, but it was just Klaus and Lydia sitting on the couch.

"Where's Stiles?" I ask as I walk to the coffee pot; I'm too tired.

"That's what I wanna know. I came over to get a tour of the campus, but he's not here," Lydia said.

I look confused for a second; then it comes back to me.

"Oh wait, he went outside last night. After everyone left, I went to bed, but he woke me up saying that he had to go somewhere...he wouldn't tell me though. Hmmm. He should've come back." I said, leaving the coffee to go grab my phone.

I called from my room,

"Have you called him?"

"No. I thought he might've had class." Lydia said.

I walked back in,

"Not until after twelve. We don't like to wake up early." I said as I dialed Stiles' number.

I was worried, but he picked up right away.

"Stiles, what the hell? Where are you?" I asked.

"Hale?"

I growled at the voice,

"Argent! Why do you have his phone?" I growled.

Lydia stood up, worried. Klaus looked curious.

"Relax, I didn't do anything. I picked his phone off the ground. Come to 3rd St. Stiles was here last night."

My eyes burned blue,

"What do you mean was there ? Where is he now?"

"I have no idea. I'll show you where I last saw him. The intersection of 3rd St, near a coffee shop. Be there."

I slam my phone.

"Damn it, Stiles," I say as I grabbed my shoes.

"Argent as the hunter you were talking about yesterday?" Klaus asks.

"Yes," I say, grabbing my keys, motioning them out of the house and down into the car.

It's not like they weren't going to come.

As I pulled up, I see Chris standing out in front of his car, holding Stiles' phone. In front of his car is Stiles' Jeep, void of Stiles.

"Where's Stiles?" Lydia says, looking into Stiles' car.