Chapter 5
The forest air filled his lungs as he took a deep breath. He hadn’t been able to go out like this in forever. It felt refreshing.
The teen started undressing and put his clothes and phone in a plastic bag under an old tree. He was now standing in a pair of boxers and fuck it was cold. The hair on his arms stood up as a cold gust of wind passed trough the forest.
The bones cracked as they changed shape under the boys skin, fur grew over his body and fangs grew in his mouth. Not long after he stood on all fours. His newly formed tail swishing behind him. His wolf form was beautiful, sleek brown fur that matched his hair with small spots of darker brown like his moles. He was just a little bit larger than a normal wolf.
Stiles felt warm and fuzzy inside. It had been too long since he had the chance to shift. He wandered the forest for hours as he let himself drift. It was dark outside when Stiles suddenly remembered why he had been to afraid to shift for the past weeks.
The perfect day was ruined when reality hit him hard. A threatening growl was heard behind him. The teen froze, but only for a second. Then he bolted.
Adrenaline pumping trough his veins, his paws pondering against the forest floor as he ran. He let his instincts take control and howled loudly. That should alert the Hale pack.
Suddenly his face met the ground, he had tripped over a freaking stone. Teeth tore trough his fur and flesh effortlessly and he howled in pain. The pain was gone as quick as it came.
Stiles looked up and was meet with a pair of red alpha eyes. It was a black wolf which meant Derek.
How was he going to explain this?