Chapter Eight: Sneak Peak

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(Would you rather me write in first person like usual or continue how I wrote this chapter and the last one- plz vote!)

Also idk If I'll ever get to writing this story again. It's sad but I've grown to hate it. But here what I have for this chapter for you guys.

Stiles stood by the sink clutching the edges with all his might. Looking in the mirror he saw his eyes flashes bright blue.

"Stiles," I started unable to find the right words to say.
Turning around Stiles glared at me, " LOOK AT MY EYES CHRIS!" He exclaimed in anger, " HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TELL MY DAD!"

"Stiles I'm sorry," I said weakly but he wasn't having any of it.
"I'm going to be hunted, and I have blue eyes! BLUE EYES! I'm going to be a target for the rest of my life!"

"But now you can fight with us! I know how you felt! Useless, a burden because you couldn't help when a gun was drawn. And what did you want me to do let you die! I have a power where my bite ALWAYS works, did you think I was going to let you die! Stiles you're one of the only friends I have I couldn't let you die. Your dad would be alone! Scott would be destroyed! EVERYTHING WOULD OF CHANGED! WE NEED YOU! I NEED YOU!" I spoke walking forwards.

"And yeah you're going to be a target.. but that would of happened with gold, red, or blue. Because you're my beta Stiles. The beta of the White Wolf."

"Yeah and how exactly does that help me?" Stiles asked his eyebrows raised, " All it does is make you more powerful!"

I scoffed and responded, " Because I'm not going to stop you Stiles. You and I have known from the start what has to be done right now."

"And what's that?" Stiles asked crossing his arms.
"You tell me."
Stiles was quiet before he spoke, realization coming across his face.
"In order to win, in order to make them stop coming even if we never shut down the Deadpool. We have to fight back. We can't make them corner us, we can't let them. We have to make it to where they don't want to step foot in beacon hills. We have to be the Monsters they've made us out to be."

I nodded and placed my hand on his shoulder, " We have to fight. And even if we have to..... kill in order to protect our pack. Scott won't like it, but Scott doesn't have to find out."

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