POV:stiles
what the fuck i whispered to myself as soon as we entered into the hideout I felt it I smelt it I wanted it the smell was soo much stronger so much more addictive I couldn't help but let out possessive growl it was so animalistic that i was quite shock myself before I can say anything I felt a hand on my shoulder I let a groan as I immediately calm down after taking in a few deep breaths i slowly turn around and I heard a faint hey stile before I completely passed out
6 hours later
I slowly sat up and rubbed my temple as I looked around the room completely confused before everything came quickly as I expected I quickly sat up and seen the pack sitting on the couch in the corner of the room looking nervous I rubbed the back oh my head and said well slap me on the ass and call me Johnny what the hell happen I heard Liam say umm u kinda passed out as jackass oh my mistake Jackson mumbled out who the hell is Johnny and why would he slap him I'm so lost i just stared at him before sweat dropping I decided to leave him alone for the time being as i slowly got up from the floor as i rolled my eyes turning to the pack in front of me really classy guys y'all could have atleast throw me on a pillow or some you all suck as I hear a deep voice yawn out and you swallow don't you bilinski I groan out a it stilinski for fucksake Peter if your gonna insult me do it right or don- before I could finish he turnt me around glaring daggers into my eyes as I stare back boredly this happened for a while alone with him growling at me my guess is he eventually gave up of me showing zero emotion at the situation because and rolled his eyes and turnt to walk out the house mumbling to him self I quickly rubbed my temple I was soo closed to flipping out all I wanted was to meet up with this mess of a pack and come up with a game plan to leave once again and this time never ever come back as I turn around this close to punching Scott in the throat as him and Allison are still fight i heard a rough but deep voice say enough now listen I know I might not know the person yet and I may not like the situation my dearest bestfriend got me into but something about that deep voice got me in a whole different mood but we not gonna talk about that right now before I could say anything such as who the fuck are u or mind ya business that intoxicating smell came back I could help but let out a small whimper before I can turn around I felt a hand behind my head before I could react my head was slammed into the table and for the fucking 100th time today I was back on the floor knocked out but before I blacked out completely I mumble out fucking hales
