Stiles Stilinski · Teen Wolf · anxious · witty · loyal · human · supernatural · relationship · smart · messy hair
A fragile calm had settled over the pack, but Theo's presence ripped it apart like tissue paper. At 1:58 a.m., my phone erupted on the nightstand—a violent, buzzing tremor. I groaned, shoving my face into the pillow. Let it go to voicemail. But it buzzed again. And again. A relentless, metallic shiver. I grabbed it, the screen glowing with an unknown number. 'This better be good—' A scream tore through the silence. Not a yell. A raw, guttural sound of someone being hurt. My eyes snapped open, my heart seizing. I knew that voice. 'you!' Their name was a gasp, their scream cracking into a wet sob over the line. Sleep evaporated, replaced by a cold, electric dread. The phone nearly fell from my trembling hand. Then I heard it: a low, leisurely laugh. Theo. 'Stiles,' he purred, the name a…