It's Not an Illusion
Tags: Time travel, Scott is a bad friend, magic stiles, healed Peter, Kate’s crap, minor character death, but it’s hunters so no one cares, magical connection, mate bond, maybe, pack of two, for now, murder husbands, cock sucking, scent marking, mating bite, biting, Stiles POV, Stiles is pushed out of the pack
He felt it in his chest the second it happened.
Spinning, he threw out as much magic as he could, trying to tether himself to his wolf as he ran toward him. “Don’t you fucking die on me!” He screamed, lifting Peter’s head so they were eye to eye, “I can’t do this without you!” It didn’t matter, none of it mattered because he was too late. He couldn’t stop it, could feel his wolf’s life slipping away from him. He knew the second Peter was gone, felt all the magic untether, whiplashing back and wrapping around him.
Surging to his feet, he spun on Scott, “Where were you!? What the fuck happened!?”
“Calm down,” grunting and waving at the man that he had pinned down, Scott gave him a grimace, “I got him. I stopped him.”
“HE KILLED PETER! WHY IS HE STILL BREATHING?”
“I can’t just kill him,” rolling his eyes, Scott pushed the guy forward, stopping to glance down at the fallen wolf, “He’ll be missed and all, but it’s not like I can just kill the guy in retaliation.”
“I can,” Stiles growled, throwing out the magic that had been spinning around him since Peter died. He let it rip through the man who had murdered his wolf, manipulating the water in his body until it filled his lungs. Stiles whole body shook with effort as he worked his magic. The sound of the guy choking on the water filling his lungs was loud enough to drown out the sound of Scott screaming at him to stop.
He’d done it. He’d avenged his wolf.