Chapter 8

When Stiles wakes up, he is disorientated. He feels a warm body curled into his own. Hair is tickling his chin. He looks down and expected to see Lydia for a moment. But that can't be right, they broke up over a year ago, and Stiles has been in this shithole for at least six months.

He sees white hair, and his mind flashes back to the day before—Tessa, Adam, and the clusterfuck that followed.

Tessa seems to be still asleep. Stiles looks around and sees that the captors already took Adam's body. They must have drugged Stiles and Tessa if they both didn't wake up.

He tries to sit up, but his arm is asleep because Tessa was sleeping on it the whole night. So it doesn't go as graceful as he hoped. Tessa wakes up too and bolts upright. Headbutting Stiles on the nose.

''Oh fuck,'' He grunts. While feeling his nose gingerly. It's broken, so he needs to push it right before it's healing the wrong way.

''Au! Shit!'' She exclaims while rubbing her forehead.

Tessa then looks up and sees Stiles struggling and wincing while probing his nose.

''What the fuck are you doing?''

''Trying to make sure my nose isn't going to be pointed to the right,'' Stiles responds while letting out a grunt when he finally breaks his nose again but now the right way.

''Oh, that was disgusting,'' Tessa exclaims, but she is still watching intently like she can't look away.

''I know, so thank you for breaking my nose in the first place.'' Stiles snarks back.

''Sorry, I - I - just-''

Stiles puts his hand on the back of her neck, and she deflates.

''It's so weird. I can smell stuff and hear stuff I'm pretty sure I shouldn't be smelling and hearing. What is wrong with me? And that man called you Alpha, and what happened with Ada-'' Tessa starts before looking around to try and find Adam. When she sees he isn't there, she wolfs out.

''WHERE IS HE?!'' Her golden eyes flash, and fangs descend. Stiles sees her claws coming out too. And he really, really, REALLY, tries to stay calm. But his wolf doesn't let him.

His wolf sees it as a challenge, and he roars. She pulls her shift back immediately while shrinking in on herself.

''Fuck, shit, fucking, fucking shit, I'm sorry. I'm pretty new at this. Well, that's not entirely true, because I knew about werewolves since I was sixteen, but I have been bitten and an Alpha for just six months. You're my first beta, and I'm sorry, I didn't mean to roar, fuck.. My wolf just took you as a threat, and I'm so sorry!'' Stiles rambles, his voice still rough.

Tessa seemed shaken for a moment before nodding to herself.

''Okay, okay, so I'm a werewolf?'' She asked in a small voice, and Stiles just facepalms because fuck.

''Yeah, and I'm your Alpha. I'm sorry. You could probably get a better Alpha, way better than me.'' He mumbled.

''Could you tell me more about werewolves? Because I don't know shit. I only knew about sparks.'' Tessa said, and Stiles startled at that.

''You know about sparks? Why?''

''I'm one or was. I don't know if sparks and werewolves can be the same, you know.'' She said, shrugging.

''Dude! I was a spark too. Just a small one, but I could control mountain ash and stuff like that.''

Tessa simply raised her eyebrow in question.

''Ah, yes, werewolves can't pass a barrier made of mountain ash, you know what, let's just start with my story about the supernatural world, and then you can tell yours and then you can ask me questions you want to know, because I'm seriously the best at research and I remember almost everything I have read about everything I read, so yeah, let's start with the beginning.'' Stiles rambled.

Tessa looked amused and nodded, sitting up straight to listen to her Alpha.

The whole day was spent talking about everything Stiles had learned and had experienced with the supernatural world. He also told her all about hunters and other creatures he had met or fought against.

He then told her about his capture and what he is forced to do since he was here. He skips the torture from the witch. Hopefully, he can shield her from that. When he was finally finished, Tessa shared her own stories.

''My parents died when I was eleven, car crash, I was sucked into the system until I was eighteen, then I got out as soon as possible. I traveled for a while before I settled down in Londen. There I met another spark who recognized my aura or something. She tried to train me, but it wasn't much, then I met Adam, and he was such a regular guy that I couldn't tell him about how weird I was with my spark. So he never knew. I never told him.'' She told Stiles with tears in her eyes.

''I wasn't explained about the supernatural. Cassandra occasionally told me about somethings when it was convenient for her. Like one day she told me about a Kanima? She told me that it was an -''

''Abonamation.'' Stiles finished.

Tessa looked at him before nodding.

''She told me about that Kanima, and that he was selling her venom, and what she could do with it. She wanted to test if my spark could withstand the venom.'' Tessa said with a shudder.

''Fuck, no, well, my spark couldn't at least. I was paralyzed for hours because of a Kanima.''

''That sounds fucked up. I said no when she wanted to try. After that, she didn't really explain stuff. She just used me as a test object.'' Tessa started fidgeting with her hands. Spinning the rings she had on her fingers.

''What did she do to you?'' Stiles murmured while reaching out for Tessa's hand. Slowly so she could deny the touch, but it seemed that her wolf wanted to be calmed down by her Alpha. She took his hand greedily, tracing her thumb over his knuckles. Stiles was repressing a shiver.

''Nothing too bad.'' She said softly.