Unaware

Alden made sure he didn't go too close to Cisca in public view. But they met up every day, at the back of the pack. It was fun until one day Stiles brought them to the back of the pack.

They were unaware of the masked figure behind them as they snuck out of town.

What is she doing with him? Stiles thought. He watched them closely to see when they would return.

"Ahem!" Stiles cleared his throat immediately after Alden set foot in the house. It was just 6 a.m., and a lot of people had not woken up.

"Welcome, brother." Stiles greeted Alden. Alden rolled his eyes and straightened his spine, refusing to look guilty.

Alden stared at him and refused to reply. Various thoughts ran through his mind. Had Stiles seen them sneak out? If not, why the unnecessary greeting? Stiles was never one to keep quiet about a private issue. He would broadcast it to the whole worl