Stiles POV
"STILES!" I hear her yell.
"Malia? MALIA?!" I run through the narrow hallways of the unknown building in search for the girl I love. "Malia, where are you?!" I hear her scream from pain rather then fear.
I see drops of a dark red liquid on the floor and I quickly follow it. "Malia. Malia!" I shout, hearing the echoes of my voice surround me. As the puddle of blood begin to get bigger and bigger they lead me to a small room. And there she was.
"Say goodbye to your princess." The desert wolf states. I look at Malia and she has streams of tears running down her beautiful face. I then realize the claw at her neck.
"No." I whisper. She flicks her wrist and a line of blood trickles down Malia's neck. "NO!" I yell.
I wake up out of breath.
"Stiles." Someone calls. I quickly snap my neck in the direction of the voice. Malia. "Are you okay?" I pull her into a tight hug. "Woah." She giggles.
"I'm so glad your okay."
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"Nothing. I doesn't matter." I respond.
"Okay?" She answers. I quickly get up and start pacing. A ritual of mine.
"What about Peter?" I ask no one in particular.
Malia's POV
"Aren't they taking him to Eichen?" I ask as Stiles paces the room. He doesn't respond. "Stiles, are you okay?" He still doesn't answer. Stiles. Stiles? STILES!"
"What? Oh- sorry. I was- um- thinking." He stammers.
"About what?" I ask.
"Malia, if your right, if she's really back we need to be scared. Terrified even."
"You've been through worse than a mother trying to kill her child." I respond with a light chuckle.
"But that child is my girlfriend!" He yells and throws his hands in the air. I remain silent. "Sorry." He mumbles.
I quietly move over to him and pull him into a hug. "Stiles it's okay." I say once I pull away.
"No it's not, Malia. She wants to hurt you and I can't let that happen."
"Stiles I'm a were coyote. I can take care of my self."
"But if something happens to you I will blame myself."
"And I will hate you forever if you do." I answers and he bows his head. "Stiles we will get through this, with the pack."
"Okay bu-" he didn't finish when his phone rang. He walks over to pick it up and I sit down on his bed.
"Scott?"
"Stiles, um- I think your going to want to see this." Scott states.
"Where are you?" Stiles asks.
"The woods near the shack." Scott answers and hands up.
He looks at me and I can almost tell what is running through his mind. My mother.
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Don't scream. Im so sorry it's so short! I just really needed to get something out. I'm having real bad writer block. Requests? Anything you guys want to see I can try. Please! Thank you all for being patient. REQESTS! K. bye. ❤️🦄- Kat
