Willow ↠ Teen Wolf

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"Would that work?" Lydia asked trying to come up with a solution.

"I'm not sure." Deaton shook his head as Willow nervously tapped her fingers on the kitchen counter.

"But the scroll said to change his body."

"That's if I translated it correctly." Deaton replied not hundred percent sure of himself. "We're looking for a cure in something that might actually be nothing more than a proverb or a metaphor."

"And what if he doesn't want it?" Scott asked with a frown. "He's never asked to be a werewolf."

"What if it saves his life?" Lydia shot back thinking it was their only option.

"What if it kills him? I've never done this before." Scott replied running a hand over his face. "I mean, what if I bite him and accidentally hit an artery or something?"

"Willow?" Lydia called out as she hadn't said anything about the matter.

"I don't know." Willow sighed when they all looked at her. "He was ready to take the bite at the hospital but this... this is different."

"The venom is not gonna last long." Deaton warned them, checking his watch. "Something needs to be done sooner than later."

"I can try calling Derek again." Scott hurriedly fished out his phone but Lydia stopped him.

"Maybe we should call someone else."

"Who, Peter?" Willow sarcastically asked with a scoff but realized Lydia had a grimace on her face. "Oh, you can't be serious."

Willow walked to the front door when it rang before anyone else could. She opened it to reveal a smirking Peter but she put a hand out to stop him from walking in.

"You guys called me." Peter stated rolling his eyes at her.

"If you think about tricking us for one second, I swear on my life I'll kill you." Willow threatened the older man, her eyes shining violet. "And it will be profoundly painful."

"Charming as ever." Peter gave her a tight lipped smile and walked in.

"So what do you think?" Scott asked having heard Willow's talk with the man.

"He doesn't look like he would survive a slap across the face..." Peter circled Void Stiles, narrowing his eyes. "Much less the bite of a werewolf."

"You don't think it would work?"

"This is more a war of the mind than the body." Peter looked in Void Stiles' eyes as he answered Scott. "There are better methods to winning this battle."

"What kind of methods?" Deaton asked, intrigued to find out more and Peter grabbed Scott's wrist, making him flick out his claws.

"We're gonna get into his head."

"And that's safe?" Willow asked Deaton with a frown.

"It actually might." Deaton replied honestly.

"But first, I need to talk to Lydia." Peter stated looking at the Banshee with an expectant smile.

"It's okay." Lydia nodded when Willow took a protective stance in front of her friend. "Trust me."

Willow sighed and stepped aside, letting Lydia walk out with Peter. She nervously paced around until they came back in with Lydia safe and sound.

"So do we have a plan?" Deaton asked when Peter stood behind Void Stiles, his hands on the couch.