Mutual Anchors || Liam Dunbar [1]

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•C h a p t e r f i f t e e n•

-A l p h a , B e t a , O m e g a-

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♪ Hey there now
Where'd you go
You left me here
So unexpected
You changed my life
I hope you know
'Cause now I'm lost ♪

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I'm standing next to Malia in Scott's room while Stiles gets the idea to sniff his clothes in the closet.

He pulls out his shirt and then the pants that he throws me. "Here, try these."

"Why did I get pants?" I ask you seriously. "Why not a shirt?"

Malia, meanwhile, sniffs the shirt and shrugs. "Fabric softener."

I suck in the air to feel the shirt. "It smells like a summer meadow."

"More like lavender," Malia says.

"You really want to argue about this, Mal?"

"No?"

Stiles quickly runs into the bathroom and pulls a boxers out of the laundry basket. "No, I'm not doing that."

He looks at our faces. "Remember, Scott's life is on the line."

"Then you smell it," I shake my head.

"I can't catch a scent, Valeria."

"I won't smell his underwear, Stiles," I answer softly.

"Stop being so stubborn," he throws it at me, but I duck.

"Stiles," I warn him quietly and go against him.

He takes a step back. "Valeria, it's a full moon. I have no idea what you want to do, but stop."

"I didn't mean to kill you," I frown. "Nor hurt you."

Malia clears her throat and we both turn to look at her. She holds a pillow in her hand, which she then hands to me.

There's a lot of Scott's scent on it.

Stiles scratches the back of his neck. "Yeah, that works, too."

"No shit, Sherlock."

We run down the stairs and I yelp softly when I bump into someone. "God, Liam, you scared me."