Dean sat up a little straighter, raising an eyebrow. "Are you threatening me? Seriously?"

He almost laughed because it was just a little unbelievably. "Look, I'm not some stupid teenager who's impressed by fangs and glowing red eyes." Dean could do the same thing but he wasn't here to show off his parlor tricks. "If something happens to Stiles, that's life. There are things not even magic can stop. Pain, injury and death are a few of them. It's better if you accept he's going to get hurt right now."