Stiles stood in front of you, calm as the full moon hung high in the night sky over the woods. The energy in the air crackled, and you felt the tension rise.

“Hold on,” he said, quickly tying a sturdy rope around your wrists. His movements were practiced as he secured you to the sturdy tree behind you.

With a deep breath, you met his gaze. Stiles raised an eyebrow and asked, “How do you feel?”