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“You must be Stiles.”
Stiles stood still as he heard the familiar words that was on his wrist.
He turned around to see what his soulmate looks like. And he was not disappointed at all.
His soulmate was obviously blessed with good genes.
“Wow, you clearly won the jackpot in the gene pool.” Stiles murmured, as his soulmate eyes widened in realization.
“You’re my soulmate.”
Stiles nodded, as he smile brightly.
“Since you apparently know my name, will you tell me yours?” Stiles asked, raising his brows.
“I’m Peter Hale, and I know your name because the sheriff told me about you.” Peter replied, grinning from ear to ear.
Stiles groaned.
“I hope he only told you good things about me.”
“Amongst others things. Who knew my soulmate is a troublemaker.” Peter spoke, smirking at Stiles facial expressions.
“Hey! I was only a troublemaker when I was a kid, but now I’m a responsible adult.” Stiles stated, trying to defend himself.
Peter chuckled, he already know he going to have his hands full with his adorable soulmate.
“Wells, then Stiles, I’d love to get to know over a cup of coffee, maybe?”
“Sure.”
Stiles was so going to tell Scott and Allison about this.