Hurtstilesstilinski Stories

Stiles finally confronts his past with his dad but it's both harder and easier than he anticipated.

"It is part of who and what I am. The petals are my laughter. The dew drops are my tears. The sun is my future. The meadow is my home."

As his consciousness faded and his back went flush with the bottom of the pool, he heard a voice in the back of his head. "You are not alone, Mieczyslaw. The spark...