Stiles hissed as he was forced to turn on his bad ankle and he actually reached out to grab onto Derek when his leg started to give out. He gritted his teeth and listened to Derek words, feeling guilty for what he said but he couldn’t change that now.
“Derek, I heard what he said,” Stiles stated his anger dying a little. “I’m pretty sure he was there willingly and I’m pretty sure he was ready to attack you. He isn’t the same guy that you knew.”