You snarl viciously at stiles, desperately trying to maul him.

"y/n! Y/n find an anchor!" He yells

"I hate you! I hate me!"

"no. You love you. You need an anchor!"

Seeing that talking wasn't calming you down he decided to take necessary actions.

Stiles smashed his lips onto yours and emediently you turn

"You need an anchor y/n..."

"I found one!" You say breathlessly and kiss him again.