He waited until he was sure the call was ended as he looked at Stiles, letting out another whine over the fact that he was stuck as a wolf until Deaton made it back. But he knew he could deal with it.

What he did do was move away from Stiles and off of the bed to go to the window, pushing his nose against it and then looking back at Stiles. His house was a better place to stay for the next few days and he was sure he could get away with hiding out in the preserve for that time.