It was a warm night in Beacon Hills.
Your boyfriend Stiles Stilinski was taking you out on a date to the Beacon Hill reserve, away from all the responsibilities that came with being friends with supernatural creatures.
Once you guys got to the reserve, Stiles set out a blanket, gesturing for you to sit first. once Stiles sat down with you, he pulled curly fries and hamburgers out of a bag for the two of you.
After eating your food and talking non- stop for 2 hours, you were cuddled up against Stiles, in a comfortable silence enjoying being there together.
Suddenly, you guys here a howl.
It's Beacon Hills, there's no such thing as a normal night.
Seconds after the howl, there was a ruffling sound coming from a few meters away.
You and Stiles both sat up straight immediately.
"I'm so going to regret this, but stay here. I'm going to go check out what that sound was" Stiles says as he stands up, beginning to walk towards the sound.
"This is why we never catch a break.. We are always walking into danger." you say to yourself.
Stiles was pretty far away... you could still see him, but not very clearly.
Your startled when you here a branch get snapped close to you. You stand up immediately looking all around you. However you don't see anything.
Still nervous about the sound, you cry out to Stiles.
"Stiles come back there is nothing there!"
"Yeah I'll be there in a second I just want to make sure" he calls back
"Come on Stiles I'm getting scared"
"Don't worry Y/N like you said, there's probably nothing here anyways!"
But then you hear another crack behind you, and you turn around to come face to face with a werewolf with bright red eyes.
You let out a scream but it was too late.
The red-eyed wolf had attacked you, biting into your right shoulder.
You fell to the ground as soon as the monsters teeth detached from your skin.
As your vision started to blur, the last thing you saw was Stiles running towards you, stumbling over rocks and tree roots.
The wolf was no where in sight as your eyes completely shut.
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Pain.
That's all you felt as you slowly opened your eyes.
Taking in your surroundings, you notice you are in a hospital with the whole pack in the room.
Stiles was sitting in a chair on the side of the bed, holding your hand as he slept.
Scott was sat on the floor next to the chair Stiles was sat in, his head rested on the chair as he snored slightly.
Lydia and Kira were curled up on the bottom of your bed sleeping.
Derek Hale was sleeping in a chair in the corner of the room.
And Malia and Liam Dunbar, were sat against the wall, dreaming.
With all your energy, you squeezed Stiles hand and tried to kick the girls that were lying close to your feet, trying to wake someone up, to figure out what happened.
Stiles felt the squeeze and woke up immediately, along with Lydia who you actually managed to kick.
Stiles sat up straight, squeezing your hand back slightly and pushing a strand of hair off of your face as he whispered weakly,
"Hey"
Lydia stood up, walking towards the door,
"I'll go get Melissa and the Sheriff" she said as she closed the door, rather loudly, which managed to wake Scott, Derek and Malia.
Once they woke up Kira and Liam, they all stood around the bed.
"What happened?" you managed to croak out
Scott was the first to answer,
" You and Stiles were at the Beacon Hills reserve when you were attacked by a werewolf"
"Sorry, I should have been more specific. I remember all that vividly.. I mean what happened to me. Is the mark still there?" you correct yourself
The six of them all glanced around at each other with worried eyes
"What? What is it?" you ask nervously
"We haven't checked yet. You lost a lot of blood and they didn't even know if you were going to make it" Derek chocked out.
"Uh.. when you landed, the wound managed to open up even more" Stiles said with tears in his eyes
Lydia, Melissa and the Sheriff came bursting through the door, making their way over to you immediately.
"Hey" you say with a soft smile to the three.
looking towards Melissa, you ask "Can we see if the mark is still there?"
"Right now? Y/N you just woke up" Sheriff Stilinski questions.
"The mark isn't what I'm worried about right now. I want to make sure your well rested and your stable" Melissa agrees with the Sheriff.
"You guys look like crap.. Go home and get some food in you and a shower, we will let you know if anything changes" The Sheriff says to your pack, your best friends.
"Can i just ask Y/N a quick question?" Derek asks
"Go ahead" You nod
"Did you recognize the wolf at all?"
"I've never seen that wolf ever" you tell everyone.
After the Sheriffs remark ,everyone started to leave the room, except Stiles.
Once everyone was out, Stiles sat down in the chair again, putting his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands.
"It's all my fault. I should have came back as soon as you called out the first time. Or better yet as soon as we heard the howl I should have gotten us to run back to the jeep. It's all my fault" Stiles blames himself as he shakes his head, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Stiles look at me"
You say, as he lifts his head up. You try to reach your hand out to get him to hold your hand again but you couldn't get it out far enough as it hurt a lot. Stiles moved his chair in, grabbing your hand as he noticed you struggle.
"Don't put that kind of pressure on yourself okay? Promise me you won't. I know it wasn't your fault, same goes for everyone else. We just happened to pick a bad night to go up to the reserve. It is not your fault." you assure the boy you love.
"But now your hurt and there's nothing I can do about it. You might be a freaking werewolf! I don't care that you might be one, but I do care that if you are one, your basically going to be in constand danger and everything is going to change for you." He says as a few tears roll down his cheeks.
"No matter what happens I'll be okay Stiles. As long as I have you and the pack by my side."
"I love you so so much Y/N never leave me. I don't know what I'd do with out my princess" Stiles says as he leans forward and presses a soft kiss to your forehead.
"I'll never leave Stiles. I love you too"
"Now get some rest" He says as sits back in the chair. "I'll be here when you wake up"
"Can you some up and sleep next to me please" You gently ask Stiles as you try your best to roll onto your side to give him some room.
Stiles climbs up into the bed, lying next to you and pulling you into his side, wrapping his arm around you.
Stiles kisses your head again as you fall to sleep.
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The next morning, when the two of you woke up, Stiles called the pack back so they could all find out whether or not the mark had healed un-naturally fast.
Once they all arrived, Melissa came in to take off the bandages.
When she lifted the wrapping off, Melissa's eye's filled up with tears.
"There's nothing there" she said softly.
Everyone immediately went completely silent. The air wreaked of sadness, of guilt. Guilt that such a soft-hearted girl, now had the burden of being a werewolf.
Blinking back your own tears, you spoke up,
"It's okay guys. I'm okay. There has to be a positive side to this. Now I can help fight. Maybe now I can actually make the school soccer team!" you say with a light heart-ed laugh
Everyone cracks a small smile when Lydia sarcastically adds "Y/N I don't think you'll ever make that damn soccer team. The coach doesn't like you and your sarcastic attitude."
You laugh and agree with her.
"I'm okay everyone. We're okay. Like they say, 'what doesn't kill you makes you stronger'" You, along with everyone else laugh at the corny joke.
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xoxo Kayla