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"Stay the fuck away from him, bloodsucker." Scott roared at the vampires, feeling proud of himself for the 'insult'. "Stiles get over here!" He then commanded.
Stiles looked at the McCall pack, their fangs bared and eyes aglow, attacking stance in check. He then looked at the Mikaelsons, they were standing calmly, with their hands by the side and arms crossed respectively. No fangs or predatory stances were needed, they know that Stiles is not a shiny new toy to fight over.
From an outsider's perspective, it might look like the McCall pack cares more but from his perspective, it just looks like they're staking some sort of possessive wolfy claim on him and that made him angry.
"No." He said simply and it grew silent after that.
The pack shifted back and stared at Stiles in shock.
"What?" Scott asked in clear disbelief.
"You heard me," He said strongly, taking a step back to stand between Elijah and Cataleya who both smiled at him. "You think this is how this works?"
Nobody answered so he continued. "You pushed me out of the pack, called me useless, ignored me, fucking bullied me and now when I find other people who actually know how to treat me you come here claws out and growling, and just expect me to come back to you because you said so?"
"But Stiles w-"
"No, Scott!" He bellowed and the pack flinched.
"You got what you wanted, you're on your own." He sounded so exhausted.
"Why would you choose them over us, they're monsters?" Erica whimpered.
Rebekah was about to step forward but Stiles stopped her.
"You threw me away when all I ever did was help you guys. You're the monsters." Stiles stated coldly, causing some members of the pack to gasp while the others recoiled at the sharpness of his words.
"They saw my worth and they praised me for it, you called me weak and said I did nothing but hold you back. I have nothing else to say to you." He finished and then turned back to the Mikaelsons.
"Can we go please?"
Klaus nodded and Kol grabbed Stiles' hand and without so much as a backward glance, Stiles and the siblings sped out of the preserve, leaving a distraught and regretful McCall pack.