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The future is never set in stone, you may think your future is going one route but then one choice changes everything. One decision can change everything in people's lives, even the people not involved. One night can change everythin...
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Chapter Fifty-Four 💰 Orphaned 💰
"What the hell is happening to this kid?" Stiles yelled as he, Sawyer and Derek tried to hold a convulsing Brett, who laid on a table in the animal clinic. "He's been poisoned by a rare wolfsbane. I need to make an incision, and you need to hold him as still as possible." Deaton said as he stood by them.
"Hey Derek? How about a little Werewolf strength?" Sawyer asked making Derek shoot her a look, "Yeah, I'm not the only one here with Werewolf strength." He said. "If you can't hold him still, the incision might kill him." Deaton said and Brett's eyes snapped open and he pushed everyone away before climbing off the table. But before he could go anywhere Peter came out of nowhere and punched Brett, sending him tumbling to the floor unconscious.
"I guess I still have a little Werewolf strength myself."
"Yeah... Maybe more than a little..." Derek said as Sawyer went over to Brett, "Hey, Doc. He's not breathing." She said and Deaton crouched down and started to cut a small line down Brett's chest making him let out a few gasps and a puff of yellow smoke came out of the cut. "Is he okay?" Stiles asked and Deaton nodded, " I think he'll be fine, but probably out for a little while." He said.
