XI. Oh Well

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chapter eleven - "oh well"

chapter eleven - "oh well"

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"Deaton, I can't hold him," Angelina groaned.

Stiles and Phoebe took Angelina and Brett, who was currently spitting up wolfsbane to Deaton. Derek had med them there.

"What the hell is happening to this kid?" Stiles asked.

"He got poisoned, he's dying," Angelina answered, saying the last part quietly.

"He's not going to die," Derek looked at her.

"I need to make an incision, and you need to hold him as still as possible," Deaton said, grabbing a scalpel.

As they struggled more Angelina's eyes turned golden, trying to use her strength to hold Brett down.

"Hey, Derek, how about a little werewolf strength," Stiles suggested.

"I'm not the only on here with werewolf strength," He argued back.

"Guys!" Phoebe shouted, making them stop.

"If you can't hold him still, the incision might kill him," Deaton reminded the three.

"And I will have to kill both of you for not helping and just arguing," Angelina growled.

Brett slipped out of each of their grips, shoving them all back into things. Making a run for it towards the door.

"Brett!" Angelina shouted.

Peter came running in and punched him right in the face. Making Angelina growl and flash her golden eyes protectively, Stiles and Derek held her back as she calmed down. Once she did, she ran to Brett's side.

"Deaton, he - he's not breathing," Angelina panicked.

The group surrounded Angelina and Brett as Deaton made the cut in his chest, a yellow cloud of wolfsbane came out.

"Is he okay?" Stiles asked, placing a hand on his sisters shoulder.

"I think he'll be fine, probably be out for a while," Deaton answered honestly.

"the sun. the moon. the truth."

"Do you guys hear that?" Stiles asked.

"The sun, the moon, the truth," Angelina repeated Brett's words louder.

"Three things that cannot long be hidden," Deaton said sitting back. "It's Buddhist."

Derek and Peter glanced at each other before speaking. "Satomi," Peter said.

"Oh, his alpha?" Angelina asked the two.

Now they looked at her confused. "How'd you know?" Derek asked.

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