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I have some stuff to say afterward

Stiles sat at his desk, swaying in the chair as he stared at the computer screen that showed some random website on supernatural creatures. Stiles had been trying to find some type of information about himself, but since his kind is so rare, there's little to no information about him. Anything his does find is fake info.

"I'm a complete mystery; even to myself," He muttered to himself. Stiles snapped his head to his ringing phone dreading the name he read on it. Stiles instantly had to put on an act. The act he hated to use but had no choice pin order to keep his friends and family safe.

"Well, where the hell have you been," Stiles said answering the phone in a dark tone.

"Hello Stiles. Did you miss me?" Stiles rolled his eyes at that. He hoped to never hear that voice or the others for the rest of his life.

"Whatever, Seline. Seriously where have you been. I've been pretending to be all good and happy while you were gone so I'd have someone to talk to so I didn't go out of my freaking mind,"

"I've been doing the adult business of the plan,"

"What, you tryna say I can't handle whatever it is that you where doing. Im 17 almost 18 I could've handled it or helped.

"That's not an adult sweetheart," Seline teased. Again Stiles rolled his eyes.

"I've just called to tell you that we're back in town and the goal to raise hell is almost done," Stiles heart dropped and raced at the same time.

"W-what?," stiles said nervously.

"Yeah. Cade has been a real search monkey trying to complete this and end the world, basically," Seline said bluntly.

"Um, o-okay. I'll call you later, I'm gonna go eat," Stiles lies trying to keeps his voice calm and steady.

"Alright see ya later," Feline responded then hung up the phone.

With shaky hands Stiles put his phone in his pocket and rushed out the house passing his jeep. He just ran all the way down the street following the sttong everlasting scent of Scott. The scent took Stiles all the way to Dereks house. He wondered what Scott was doing there but he already had too much on his mind to worry about that. Stiles got to the loft in little to no time swinging open the large loft door panting heavily. To heads snapped towards the door first alarmed then eased when they saw it was Stiles.

"They're back," Stiles said in a panic. The two widened their eyes instantly knowing who he was talking about.

"What? How do you know," Scott stood from the couch facing Stiles. Stiles walked further into the loft going to stand in front of the two alphas.

"Seline called me and was all like 'hey, we're back in town and almost ready to bring hell to earth'," Stiles said in a distressed tone. His breathes were short and sweat coated his pale skin.

"Stiles, you okay?" Derek asked.

"No he's not okay!" Scott snapped, instantly at Stiles' aid. Scott hadn't meant to snap at him, he had this negative vibe because of how Stiles was feeling. Scott felt how Stiles was feeling and he didn't like it at all. Scott eased Stiles to the couch and holding him tight to help calm him.

"What am I going to do? They're gonna find me and find out that my humanity is on. I'm screwed!" Stiles said through his small panic running his hands down his face.

"No you're not, Stiles. We're going to stop them," Derek said with full blown confidence in his tone. It lifted Stiles mood hearing the safety in the alphas voice.

Guess that comes with being an alpha, huh? Stiles said to himself. Unsurprisingly Scott heard the thought.

"Sort of," Scott answered shooting Stiles a small smirk that the werefox returned.

"Sort of, what?" Derek spoke up.

"Uh, nothing. It's nothing," Scott told him. Derek rolled his eyes dismissing the teens' foolishness.

After leaving Derek's loft, Stiles had gone home with Scott that night. Stiles didn't feel safe being alone, plus he wanted to spend more time with his boyfriend and be babied more. It was already late so when they entered the McCall home the boys when straight up stairs, stripping themself of their clothes and falling in the bed. The boys were exhausted from just a long day at school. When heads hit pillows they were fast asleep.

Well, Scott was. Unfortunately Stiles was wide wake, paranoia overpowering exhaustion. Stiles' ears tuned into every sound around him slowly driving him insane. He couldn't stop thinking about if they found him around his friends that are supposed to be his ex-friends. Hell, he's supposed to be enemies with them. Stiles thoughts were interrupted with Scott turning over and putting him arms around Stiles' abdomen.

Why aren't you sleeping? Stiles didn't answer pretending that he was sleeping.

I know you're wide awake. You can't fool me. What are you thinking about? Stiles huffed in defeat knowing he wasn't going to get passed him.

What do you think is going to happen if they find me? Especially with you or any of the others. I'm supposed to hate you and not be with you. There not stupid they're going to know what happened while they were gone and speed up the hell process.

They're going to have you find you anyways on order for it to work. And when they do we're going to stop them.

I don't want anyone to get hurt, Scott. Scott didn't say anything to that. What was he supposed to say? No one in going to have a single scratch on them? It's never like that. He can't promise that no one will get hurt. Nor can he promise that no one will get killed. Someone always dies in these fights, no matter how hard they try.

So instead of words Scott kissed Stiles with love and assurance that words cannot express. Guess Scott poured in too much love, the kiss escalating into much more. One small sweet kiss turning into a sloppy one. Their mouths running up and down on each other's necks feeling like fire. The two have barely done anything yet and the bed sheets were already messed up.

They wrestled trying to dominate over the other. Stiles ended up overpowering Scott, pinning his hands above his head. Stiles let a victorious growl emitt from his lips as he looked down at his lover. Stiles left steamy kisses on Scott's skin trailing down his neck and stomach. Scott's fingers running though Stiles' hair softly.

"Oh, Stiles..."

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"Hey Stiles," Lydia greeted as Stiles walked in the class room.

"The fuck you want?" Stiles snapped getting in his seat.

Sybil is here pretending to be a substitute teacher so she can monitor me and make sure I didn't turn my humanity on while they were gone. Stiles told Scott. Scott nodded and sighed. Lydia looked at the both of them with confusion and curiosity. Scott quickly told her and Lydia nodded her an 'oh'.

It still made her wonder how Stiles was was able to tell Scott this information without a single word or any source of communication. Lydia being how she is, this will stay on her mind for a while. The students wondered where their teacher was. All the students were in class and seated while the teacher was no where to be found. Lydia stood to go to thd office and tell someone there was no teacher. Stiles grabbed her wrist stopping her from going.

"How about you don't do that. I think we should just skip school all together," Lydia knitted her eyebrows in annoyance at him.

"What the hell are you talking about-"

"Sorry I'm running late! I got a little held up in traffic," Stiles sighed heavily. He was so angry she had shown up in his class, smoke almost blew out his ears.

"Seline," Scott and Stiles both growled lowly in their throats. They watched her 'teach' with a blazing evil fire in their eyes, both wanting to jump at and tear apart, but knew they couldn't. It felt like decades before the bell rang and the students rushed out the classroom. Stiles Scott and Lydia stayed until all the students left. Stiles stood nearly shoving his desk to the other side of the room almost tackling Saline to the ground. Scott grabbed Stiles by his shoulder to try and restrain him. Stiles snapped his head back, a threatening growl passing his lips. Scott growled back instinctively, but lifted his hand away and stepped back next to Lydia.

"What the hell are you doing here? I thought Sybil was here, not you," he spoke with so much anger his eyes flashed orange. She wouldn't show it but Stiles did scare Seline a little bit. She wouldn't dare show it on her face but the beat of her heart showed she was terrified, and Scott being the only in that noticed, for Stiles was far too angry.

"She's here too. Your biology teacher," Seline said with a sly smirk playing on her lips. If Stiles had a dime for as many times that he wanted to smack that damn smirk off her face, he'd be far away from this town, plus being able to bring all his friend and family with him.

"I don't need a damn babysitter Seline. Go do something better with your life,"Stiles rolled his eyes and walked out the classroom. Seline rolled her eyes as he walked out. As soon as they stepped out into the hallroom and the door was closed behind him, Stiles let out a sigh and leaned against a wall of lockers.

"Sorry guys," Stiles and knowing Lydia and Scott were standing in front of him.

"It's fine Stiles," Scott waved it off.

"So, I thought it was weird that Scott had mysteriously received the information about Sybil being om school. You didn't tell him or text him at all," Lydia said changing the subject. The two boys glanced at each other. They hoped Lydia hadn't caught on to that. Unluckily for them Lydia notices a lot of things.

"Is there something you two aren't telling me?" She gave them icy cold looks. Lydia's looks could kill just as bad as her screams can they stuttered, Stiles fidgeting with his slim fingers and Scott rubbing the back of his neck.

"Spill!" Lydia snapped. She was trying not to smile or laugh as she quite enjoyed watching the two trip over what to say and enjoys how controlling she was. It's was kind of pathetic though on Scott and Stiles' part of how a true alpha werewolf and a very powerful werefox could be a little scared of the banshee before them. Thankfully the bell rang and both let out a sigh of relief. Saved by the bell, they thought. Lydia huffed then turned her back and walked away angrily. After a moment of not knowing what to say and just watch the banshee walk down the long hall the boys had yelled after her.

"Love you Lyds," they yelled down the hall. Lydia flailed her arms frustrated, not turning her back. Stiles shrugged then grabbed Scott's hand in his and they walk to class not caring that they are late.

-- I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I just added this to make the chapter longer 🤷🏾🤦🏾Just skip this ig.

"You need to leave me alone!" Stiles shouted at the girl in front of him, grabbing the attention of other students in the hall.

"Just because you're an evil little bitch, with their cereal pissed in this morning, doesn't mean you're not smart and not going to help me with the calculus homework!!" Malia shouted back at him, growls in the words she spoke. Scott, Lydia and Liam, stood from a far watching it happen. Randomly as the werecoyote and werefox were going at it, Derek had randomly appeared next to Scott crossing his arms and knitting his dark thicc eyebrows seeing the commotion.

"So, uh, what's happening, " he asked Scott. Scott face a confused look as to why Derek had come to the school.

"What are you doing here?" Liam had asked.

"I heard them two half a mile away, came to check it out," Derek answered the beta who nodded in response turning back to the yelling.

"So why is Stiles being mean again?"

"Seling and Sybile are pretending to be Substitut teachers here so Stiles has to put the act up again," Scott whispered to the older alpha, just in case either one of them were around.

"So I'm guessing you all forgot that neither one of them can control their anger. At all. So when one or them or right now most likely both of them lashed out how are they gonna explain themselves?" Scott widened his eyes not thinking about that at all. He was quick to get to the fight before Malia threw claws and pulled her away. Derek also grabbed Stiles shoulder stopping him from stepping forward. Stiles grabbed his wrist and twisting it, letting the lovely black veins hadn't seen in so long flow from Derek arm to his own. Derek winced at the pain. The amount of pain Stiles took from Derek was almost too much. He knew the older alpha was the most pained out of all of them but, knowing was much different from actually feeling it. Stiles didn't want to stop, he'd forgotten the last time he had feed on anything. It's been way too long and odd that he's still alive.

"Stiles! Stop!" Scott pulled him away, Derek falling to the ground. Stiles dared not to harm Scott out of all people. His body or mind would let him hurt his mate...

What the fuck??? He thought. Mate? This has happened before of course but every time his mind thought of Scott as mate his mind would swirl on a tornado of confusion and his totally off his his totally off balance.

Sorry. Stiles said to Scott being his only way of communication without having to be a dick.

It's okay. Scott said for what felt like the millions time. When ever he said it, the feeling of saying it seems to lessen. Everyone crowded in the hall had walked off and it was only Stiles and Scott with his hand on Stiles' shoulder. He didn't want to remove it, neither of them did. Scott liked having Stiles under his touch. Stiles liked the sense of security in the simple touch as well. The loud ringing of the school bell brought both males back to reality and wincing at the sounding bell right above their heads.

--Meanwhile--

"When are we supposed to burn thus bitch way to the ground? Im tired of waiting," Sybile complained to Cade sitting on the couch opposite or him.

"Our Nogitsune is not ready yet. He needs to be stronger in order for this to work," Cade said simply not looking up from the ancient book that was perched in his lap. Sybile rolled her eyes and lolled her head back in annoyance. Sybil had left the school early just because she didn't want to be there anymore surrounded by those kids she scowled at when students stole glances at her.

"Do we even have what we need for this to work besides the kid. We don't know where the nemeton is, you won't tell us anything to help!" Her voice rose with frustration as she spoke. Cade sighed and rolled his eyes, still not raising his head, for he didn't want to argue with her. Closing the old run down book, Cade stood.

"You want to start so damn early? Let's go," and he walked toward the front door swinging the door open wide. Sybil smirked, knowing she'd gotten her way and obviously plucking a nerve in Cade. Killing two birds with one stone, she would call it.

Wow. It's been so long. I don't even know why it took me so long to update. I have a lot to talk about so that's why this is shorter than usual. It's another really bad chapter and I'll actually so ashamed of it. This book is obviously coming to a close for what Cade said. Just like one or two chapters I guess. So somethings have been on my mind.

What if I made my own Mitch Rapp American Assassin book? Would you read it? I was also thinking of a Stallison book too. But here's the thing; I think of these things so I'm like "ight bett, Imma do dis," but like I never finish a story. I'm really bad at finishing things. Except for I'm finishing this. So idk I might start a Mitch Rapp or Stallison, but I already have so many drafts but thats okay, I may or may not finish those. Have I mentioned Isaac at all? Does anyone remember? And if not should I include him? I think he'll be quite helpful. Idk. What do you guys think?

Again I'm so so so sorry for the horrible chapter, I just had to get something out there so people don't think I ghosted. I love you all!! BYE

~Kai~

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