Chapter 2
“Be careful with your next words.” Peter growled as his jaw tighten immensely. He held himself back, there was no way to know whether this man knew about the supernatural and especially no way to know who he was. “How do you know who I am?”
“You wouldn’t believe me. I need to speak with your sister.” Stiles responded wistfully as he looked away from Peter’s eyes to scrutinize the room.
“Try me because until I say you can your not speaking to my sister.” Peter hoisted his chin defiantly, Stiles would have to be audacious to contravene him.
“To my knowledge your not the alpha of this pack.” Stiles countered to Peter’s exasperation. “At least not yet.” Caused Peter to stop as he scarcely perceived the murmured words, but they were as clear as day to a werewolf.
“Well then,” Peter’s lips twitched threatening to turn into a smirk. Except he couldn’t give away this little, what was the boy? A mage? A fortune teller? A time traveler? “I’ll retrieve her for you. As soon as you tell me what you are?”
“Time traveler.” Hmm satisfied Peter turned on his heels and glided out of the room.
“Talia, dear.” Peter barely raised his voice as he walked down the stairs and into the living room. “It appears the boy is a time travel. He wants to speak to ‘the alpha’. He knows you’re the alpha, too.”
“Did he say anything else?” Talia elegantly stood from her place taking a glimpse at Peter before walking past him.
Peter tightened his jaw releasing his anger into his breath. “No,” he smiled as he took his place beside Cora. “Need any help, love?”
“This math problem is hard and Laura won’t help me and Derek’s not good at math.” Cora looked up to her uncle and smiled with a tooth missing from her bottom row. “Please help me?”
“Good manners.”
Talia narrowed her eyes at her brother before turning away and storming up the stairs. She slammed open the door eyes widening as she realized no one was in there.
“Peter!” She screamed anger in her voice. “Where the hell is this time travel?” She gestured to the empty room as Peter jogged into view.
“Well he was right there.” Peter rolled his eyes as picked at his nails, examining the room.
“Find him.” Talia demanded walking away.
“No.” Peter leaned against the door raising his eyebrows daring Talia to growl at him again.
“Your job in this pack…” She began only to interrupted by Peter. “My job in this pack is to protect it, but I see no threats from this boy. He is of no threat to our family.”
“Yes he is. He knows things from the future. He could be trying to kill us.” Talia stepped away turning away once more. “As your alpha I demand you find him and bring him back to me.”
“Yes, your majesty.” Peter mocked bowed before grabbing his coat from his room. “You understand the problem, right love?” Peter stood behind Cora checking her answers while putting his coat on.
“Yeah. Thanks Uncle Peta.” Cora turned around and hugged him before jumping up and kissing his cheek. “Bye bye.”
“Bye, sweets.” Peter pulled the door open as varies members of the pack said their goodbyes.
This boy better not be to hard to find. He had to be at work by 5:00. A quick glance at his watch showed 4:28.
“This damn kid,” he opened the door to his Camaro as he pulled up the route the boy was most likely to take.
He kept glancing at each side of the road before he hit the man street.
“So,” Peter’s eyes widened as the boy climbed into the passenger seat. “My name’s Stiles.” He said with a cheeky smile.