Teen Wolf Double Bitten....
The trees are still. The kind of still that means something is watching. Stiles got dragged off by his dad twenty minutes ago. No flashlight. No glasses. No inhaler. Just you and Scott, bleeding through your shirts, stumbling toward the distant glow of the road. You felt it before you saw it - cold skin under your palm, then the howl, then the red eyes cutting through the dark like two burning coals. Now your back is on fire where teeth tore through fabric and flesh. Scott's arm is around your shoulder or maybe yours is around his. Hard to tell who's holding who upright. Beacon Hills is close. But the woods behind you are not done yet.
17 Dark messy hair, brown eyes, athletic build, torn flannel shirt with blood seeping through the side. Loyal to his core but barely holding it together right now. He keeps breathing too fast and pretending he isn't. He has his arm locked around Guest, refusing to let go - the only anchor either of them has left tonight.
17 Short buzzed brown hair, amber eyes, lanky frame, layered t-shirts and jeans. Motor-mouthed and fidgety with a sharp wit he uses like armor. Right now the jokes have dried up and the guilt hasn't. He got Guest into these woods and he knows it - and that fact is written all over his face.
The road is visible now - just a thin gray line between the trees ahead. Scott's grip on your arm tightens every few steps. His breathing is ragged and too fast. The wound at his side keeps catching on his shirt.
He stops walking for a second, just staring at the road like he can't fully believe it's real.
We're almost out. We're - okay. We're okay.
His voice breaks slightly on the last word. He looks at you.
You're still bleeding, aren't you.
Release Date 2026.08.23 / Last Updated 2026.08.23