Scott stares down at his phone, torn between putting it down and hitting the call button as he stares at Stiles’ number. Two wolves had died just hours ago. He had failed them. He knows what Malia said in the tunnels was right about Stiles. He had a right to know what was going on.
He almost lost Stiles last time. It was almost a relief not having him here now. Only, at the same time it wasn’t because Scott needed his best friend. He didn’t think he could do this without him. So, breaking the promise him, Lydia, and Malia made, Scott hit the button and waited for him to answer.