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    Not wanting to think on it took much, Stiles took a step forward and passed his hand between the bars, moving the bleeding side closer to Derek’s mouth.

    “Not too close, he bites.”

    Stiles snatched his hand away just as Derek had been about to lick at it. The snarl he got in response was not comforting.

    “He what?” Stiles asked nervously, turning to Deaton.

    The man looked a little amused. “Don’t worry, only if he doesn’t like you.”

    “Well, he probably hates me, now!” Stiles insisted, turning back to Derek.

    He looked extremely displeased.

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    19 Aug 2019

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    “You’re late,” Derek informed him coldly, jaw clenched. He barely even moved his mouth to speak. This guy was seriously scary.

    And because Stiles was suicidal, he said, “No, I’m Stiles.”

    The look he got could’ve curdled milk. Stiles even noticed that Derek’s muscles were tensing, arms bulging even more and wow this guy was scary and hot but mostly scary holy shit.

    “You’re not funny,” Derek informed him coldly.

    Stiles shrugged. “I think that’s a matter of opinion.”

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    18 Aug 2019

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    “I am not Bella!” he insisted, shaking his fist angrily at Jackson, as if he’d been the one to suggest he was. “I am not Bella! I am, like, a Jacob, at least!”

    Lydia made a noise of debate from his right and he whipped around to look at her.

    “What?! What was that sound?!”

    “You’re more of a Mike,” she insisted, shrugging neatly and flipping some curls over her shoulder.

    “Wha—” Stiles had never been so offended in his life! “I am not! No way! I am a solid Jacob!”

    “Mike,” she argued.

    “Who’s Mike?” Scott asked.

    “Shut up, Scott!” Stiles insisted, pointing a finger at him but still glaring at Lydia.

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    17 Aug 2019

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    Finally, against his better judgement, and having gone in circles for much too long, he blurted out, “Who is my soulmate?”

    The Witch looked disappointed, like he’d fucked up. Like he’d fucked up bad.

    But she answered anyway.

    “Mischief.”

    Derek stared at her, not understanding, because what? “That’s not a name,” he insisted.

    “Not exactly, no.” She offered him a small smile.

    “I don’t understand.”

    “You will.”

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    16 Aug 2019

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    “Who is this? Where’s Erica?”

    “Wrong number, asshole!”

    “Stop calling me an asshole,” the man on the other end snapped aggressively.

    Stiles could understand. He’d be pretty aggressive too if he’d murdered someone and texted a wrong number to ask for help burying the body. This guy obviously failed How To Be a Serial Killer 101.

    “What kind of idiot thinks I murdered someone?”

    “The kind of idiot who got your text messages, you fucking dumbass!” he retorted hotly. “Maybe double check your contacts before sending a random stranger details on your nefarious plans to dispose of a freshly cut up body!”

    “What?!” the guy on the other end demanded, crossed between horrendously confused and livid.

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    16 Aug 2019