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*****THIS WORK IS ON INDEFINITE HIATUS****
"Fine." Peter acquiesces. "And why is a hunter hunting a hunter?"
"Not a hunter." Stiles quips.
"Why?" Peter grunts at him, looking ready to pounce.
"Chill!" Stiles complains, "Shit. She murdered a lot of people, a lot of weres, and my pack -" Stiles had to shovel the pang back down, "they're gone now. But, my pack wanted me to do this. It's the last thing I'm doing here. She fucked up the people I care about. I'm seeking justice, retribution, revenge. I'm making the world better. Without her, everything will be better. Fuck off with the intrusive questions."Peter's eyes soften. He doesn't know anything about losing pack, and if he's lucky he never will. He doesn't understand the pain Stiles has been facing everyday since he came back, since Scott died, since he killed Allison. He doesn't understand and he still softens his eyes in mock sympathy. Well, fuck that and fuck him.
"I'm truly sorry for your loss." He says, and it's so infuriating. Peter, pretending, yet again, for some upperhand Stiles doesn't yet grasp.
Series
- Part 1 of Sights Set On An End Game
