alphastiles

Part (1), Part (2)

The nightmares still came every night. Flashes of red eyes and laughter, large teeth biting into his side, the sound of a knife thrown to the floor in front of him. You see he hadn’t told Derek everything. He couldn’t find the words to tell his alpha that he’d killed another whilst captured. That if he hadn’t then Derek would have been too late. Yes his opponent had been a rogue alpha, someone who could have harmed the residents of Beacon Hills, but he could still feel the blood on his hands. Could still hear the laughter when one of the alphas had told him his mate would never forgive him.