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There was a twig snapped behind him as Stiles turned around in panic, not knowing who was there.
Stiles tried to run but then he could feel the pain radiating in his back as he was shot.
Stiles fell to the ground, the pain was too much to handle.
Stiles sighed in relief when he heard the howl in the forest.
“You won’t get away with this.” Stiles teased the hunter as he crawled in the forest.
The hunter laid dead on the ground next to him.
Derek was right there, supporting and taking his pain, “You’ll be okay. Stiles”