This afternoon has been an adventure. No, no one has even died yet, But Robyn is ready to strangle Scott at any given moment. Thank God Stiles was in the middle, this werewolf hated having this talk. (Heās been trying to avoid this discussion, because his continuous attitude already says so much...)Ā āOkay. Yāwanna know what I really think---?ā Robyn asked, brows furrowed. The Haleās arms cross, leaning back on his seat, glaring the other boys.Ā āMcCall, youāre FUCKING ungrateful.ā There. He finally said it aloud, watching Scott and Stiles react so negatively to the statement.
As a young werewolf, heās watched humans receive the gift of turning and being forever humble by joining his familyās pack. This is the first time someone has wanted to... revert back to becoming a human. Robyn couldnāt wrap his head around it, who cared if Scott was now more comfortable? ---He never wanted to squash the issue, he just wanted this to be an unspoken tension between the wolves. But the older of the three had too much pride, he was a proud werewolf and never wanted to change at all.
āDo you not... understand the lineage you now represent?ā He asked sternly, scowling and clearly focused on the other werewolf. āI honestly donāt care if Uncle Pete almost mauled you to death. Youāre alive. STRONGER AND FASTER than our entire lacrosse team.Ā Didnāt you have asthma------?ā And before Stiles could step in, the Hale's frustrated expression quickly shifts towards him, for a second.
āLet him speak dude, Iāve been absolutelyĀ dying to know how your friend really thinks too.ā