This has been nagging at the the back of my mind to do for ages so I really can't ignore it any longer and I've recently got so in to teen wolf it's unbelievable. Thats how this has been made.

This is set after the kanima, maybe a year or so after and there is an alpha pack but their different than the one we have seen. Characters may know some things from later season but you'll find that out as you read. Remember that things would have changed over the year so keep an eye out. Slightly AU. I know I keep changing everything but I realise how long this is and have decided to split the original into two chapters.

(Stiles' P.O.V)

I'm not exactly unlucky; I'm mean who do you you know that could possibly say they have a badass -though I'd never tell him that- slightly ignorant werewolf best friend? Yes, that's right. No one. But times like these when I'm tied to a post in a freezer that holds cheese -yes cheese, and the green and blue kind too- makes me deny that I pocess any kind of luck.

Now, I've been in this kind of situation so many times but I can not say that in any of those times have I been locked in a place that's not abandoned. But, then, I suppose this is the 'alpha pack' we're dealing with -which non of us even know a slither about. Even me, with my crazy research skills- and incidentally they are definitely more clever than we expected. Of course, the alphas have to be all different and fancy and can't just act like every other god damned monster that likes to walk through this town.

If you think about it, hiding someone with smelly cheese surrounding them and customers constantly stomping around above them would completely hide the scent of a bloodied human and the alpha pack from tracking wolves trying to find their friend.

I scoff in the darkness because, 'friends'? Yeah right. Scott, of course, is, but Allison is the only other one in our pack at the moment and Derek has managed to gain so many that used to be ours.

He now has Lydia, who needed an alpha to change her and now some how exudes even more confidence than before and it's something Scott could not give her. Jackson and Danny are there too as Danny was told, it being the 'safest route' apparently but it's blatant that Derek just wants a hacker. I believe he will ask for the bite soon if he hasn't already.

Derek's pack still isn't strong despite its numbers and don't act the way they should for each other.

That's the thing that Scott and I have in essence. We may not be at the stage of puppy piles that Derek had once told us about when a which hit him with a spell the once that made him basically act drunk and Derek was a truthful and happy drunk. Personally, I think he should be drunk all the time as he's so much more fun but, the worst thing about being a werewolf? They can't get drunk! It was the complete opposite of how he normally is. Scott and I however are best friends, brothers and would do anything for each other which is why I know with out a doubt that Scott's on his way, possibly with Derek's pack.

Although I am happy with how things are I just feel like there's really no point of the separate packs since we all worked together in times of need and it is time Scott came to turns with the fact that Derek has saved both of our lives before now.

I whimper -manly of course- slightly as I try to undo the rope once again that's holding my arms back and only succeed in chaffing my wrists even more. I try to locate the knife i always keep on my person now after the last couple of years and Allison has taught me a few tricks but of course it isn't there and I vaguely remember the alphas checking for weapons before tying me here and landing the first few hits.

I shake my head and think instead about the last couple of people in the two packs. Isaac, Erica and Boyd. I doubt they will ever leave Derek now even though Erica and Boyd once tried to. For once they seem happy and content and Isaac sees Derek almost like a father figure although he's now very close to Scott and I'm starting to realise he is a good guy.

As for Allison, Scott's relationship with her has seemed to settle over the year and finally their letting each other be friends instead of fighting constantly in a lie of a relationship. It's actually working. They have mastered the art of standing in a room together with out making everyone walk out with the awkwardness and Allison has been a great friend to me recently as well.

My head pricks up when footsteps sound down the corridor and the fridge door opens with a horrible creak which has become familiar with me over the last couple of days. Yes. Days. I know this by how I have been counting the seconds and minutes due to it being the only thing that I'm able to do to take off the edge given I have ADHD. It's horrible, especially as I'm without my Adderal and not being able to move around. Of course, I know it may be longer as I miss the time I'm unconscious from the torture the Alphas like to give me now and again when i seem to look a little bit better.

The little light let in from the door before it closes shows that this time it's the twins in the room and I let out a puff of air I honestly didn't know i was holding, it's not like they don't hurt me, they do, but their punches are quick and mostly unwilling. I have noticed how they don't want to hurt me but need to in fear of the head alpha, the one that controls them. Sometimes, I've heard them both mutter almost silent apologies when the other alphas come into watch and they have to get rougher. Meaner.

I look down quickly at myself to see the damage before the pitch black takes over the room again and I cringe at the sight of the cuts and burns covering my arms and I see my shredded T-Shirt is basically falling off of me in pieces. The door closes but the twins continue forward not being stalled in the slightest in the darkness. Their eyes shine a deep red making it easier with their wolf eyes to see.

I close my eyes and ignore the pain when the first punch lands and i try to think about anything else as they continue. I land on Derek.

I flinch as one of them accidentally - I hope - hits me on a fresh gash but i try to clear my head of all pain.

And that just leaves Derek. The sourwolf of an alpha that has no boundaries for personal space and still watches his pack plus Scott and even Allison and I like a stalker in the sidelines and refuses to admit its creepy. Non the less I can't deny that Derek's getting better at being an Alpha. He's learning and developing into something that his pack will be proud to call their leader. We don't hate each other, at least, I don't think Derek hates me but we sure as hell act like it. We bicker constantly about anything from popcorn flavour when Isaac made us all go to the cinema -he was tired of the separation and everyone felt bad so agreed- together with Derek growling the whole time to things that could change everything.

I would maybe even call Derek a friend but that's a big maybe and he's at least an ally at this point. I feel the pain coming through, to hard to ignore and finally let it take over. I see the blackness wallowing at the corners of my eyes again, a sign that I'm about to pass out and I force them closed, only hearing a muffled apology from Ethan before I hear nothing.

(Scott's P.O.V)

My feet thump against the ground and I can feel and hear my own heart beat and the others pounding to fast and so worried, even Derek's pack. I hate this. The constant need to protect my pack and not being able to. I know I'm not the real alpha but it feels like it at times.

I don't stop until I'm next to Stiles, by his side. I listen for the heartbeat and like it always is, it's fluttering incessantly inside his chest. I close my eyes and sigh in relief at my fellow pack mate and brother being ok.

I'm still panic even though I can hear he's alive. I shake him and nothing happens at all, Stiles look lifeless and even paler than normal.

"Stiles, Man! Wake up! Come on Stiles, you need to do this. I can't lose you." I shout at him and notice the little movement of his eyelids. It makes me choke on nothing with the little hope it gives.

"I know I'm important to you man but is that really crying I hear you doing?" Stiles asks even though he knows it's important because that's how Stiles gets by. With a little humour.

"I swear to god Stiles!" I try to sound angry but it's clear that the sentence is basically a whimper.

"Dude you don't believe in god." He tries to get a laugh out of me but even he knows it's not working.

"Scott, come on we can't hold them for much longer!" I watch as Stiles hears Derek's impatient gruff voice and I know he believes in me but he also knows how bad these guys are from, obviously, personal experience And instantly looks serious.

I cut the restraints holding him by the middle, arms and legs and Stiles rubs his wrists and looks wobbly on his legs as he stands up and nearly falls back down on his face. I catch him before he can though and shake my head. "Do you need me to carry you?" I question but Stiles ignores me. "I just need a little support man." But as he takes a step he does fall this time and i curse behind him before shuffling and pulling at Stiles limbs as carefully as I can until my best friend is in my arms.

"Scott, come on! I'm not a girl! You can not hold me bridle style."

"Shut up or I'll get Derek to carry you instead." Stiles clamps his mouth shut and I snicker and walk towards the door which I still hear fighting going on behind. I run and dodge random claws from fights until i get to the doors and see the twins looming to the sides.

My hair grows and nails and teeth elongate as a low warning growl escapes me but Stiles shakes his head making me frown. "Don't hurt them." Seeing no improvements he makes me look him in the eyes. "Please." He begs and I finally can't help but relent to his will.

The twins are taken back by what Stiles says and they make no move to interject as I walks out and into the fresh air which Stiles breaths in gratefully. I look back before running and soon find moms car parked on the road messily with Dereks camaro, Boyd's SUV and Jackson's Porche.

The ride is a long one and I listen to Stiles' heart beat the whole way. Every time i hear even a blip in it's rhythm i feel my nails start to grow and I try desperately to hold back the transformation but I'm just so angry and anxious now. They had no right to do that to Stiles. It make makes me infuriated.

Stiles arches his back In pain when the car stops abruptly and I curse when i realises and get out the car, carrying him again. Stiles looks to the side letting his head loll over the side of my arm as he doesn't have the strength to hold it up himself.

I've brought him to Deaton's knowing a hospital would ask too many questions and the vets the only one who could fix something as bad as the gashes on Stiles. I turn and use my back to open the door and the vet instantly instantly comes running to assist.

I take Stiles into the back room and ease him down onto one of the ice cold metal tables. It's not the best but it's all we have. I roar in rage as Stiles winces at the coldness before falling back into unconsciousness.

(Derek's P.O.V)

I snarl at my opponent and try my best to look around at my pack mates to see how they are doing without getting myself a slash to the gut. Their all doing well and my training for them is paying off but i know that they still can't take down an alpha by their selves and they need to get out as soon as they can.

Scott runs past with Stiles and the little glance I see of the human reinforces my already boiling anger towards the alphas. Stiles is more bloody than I have ever seen him before and that's saying something.

It's not right that the alphas get to do that and i already know my betas plus Scott and Allison are thinking the same when I see the looks of anger and disbelief on all of their faces as they get a fleeting look of Stiles. It's worse for the wolves as they can smell the pain and even with Stiles not being in my pack i know, as the alpha that they all feel like he is, along with Scott and Allison and they want to be able to soothe Stiles and comfort him any way they can. Even Jackson.

A particularly nasty cut to my thigh brings me back to the fight that I shouldn't have turned my back on. I focus my anger on the wolf in front of me. This guy has short cropped hair and anime, big and wide features with a scar running down his face from his scalp, down over his eye and ends just at to the tip of his nose. I have no idea how it's even possible unless he wanted it to stay there. Werewolves can sometimes stop healing their selves if they want a scar to show semblance to. What could make a wolf keep a scar like that? I ponder before I growl threateningly and I swipe a hand at the alphas lower abdomen.

The other alpha who is mighty tall and has bulging muscles that are the type that girls often hate -and who I am now naming as 'scar', a very uninventive name that i know Stiles would frown and argue with me over- easily steps back and dodges it, throwing out his own arm in the process. I expect it though and duck, swiping at the mans legs, nails pointed like a spear. Scar falls and tries to get up but I am still as fast as ever and kick him over onto his front so he will find it harder to move his arms and legs to connect with me and I lay a boot clad foot on the top of his back to finish, slowly choking the bigger werewolf.

I lean down, making sure the man knows it by increasing the weight on his back and whisper in his ear. "We're going to make every single one of you pay for what you've all done. One at a time until your all incapable of healing any longer." I threaten before straightening out quickly when a powerful voice of a woman resounds around the room from behind me.

"I don't think so Derek. You see, I think you've forgotten one thing." I turn in a crouch knowing that that's what the woman wants me to do before she'll continue. "And what's that?" I ask already regretting it. I am getting way to much like Stiles. Since when do I talk?

"Me." Is the simple reply but the single word has so much confidence that it makes me doubt how successful any of us can be in this fight but i takes a calming breath and control the fear and doubt the same way i controls my wolf and I stare the woman straight in the eyes. This must be it, the alpha of alphas in this pack. I've heard of such werewolves in tales and distant troubled stories when i was a pup but never had anyone told me that it could possibly be real. I guess they didn't have the chance.

"You can't compete with us Derek, you're too weak, not even joined as a whole pack because non of you trust each other do you? You're not a pack Derek, your a sorry excuse of a sad, lonely man and a group of teenagers. It's weird though isn't it Derek, how Stiles, Scott and Allison although not being a part of you pack or even listen to you in any way they still make great people to kidnap as you still come running."

"Don't use Stiles or any one close to me, in or out of my pack as a way to talk to me. Don't play games. What do you want?"

The woman giggles and some how it's still maliciously. "I want you Derek. I want another alpha in the pack I'd even let you bring along Stiles, he can be our little pack omega. Someone to scurry around after us. What do you say Derek, come on, you could be great if you left these pups and humans. If you killed them yourself." I shake my head and she scowls but removes it to place a fake smile in its place instead. "Very well then Derek, do you know what that means now?"

"I'd say no, but I'm sure you'd tell me anyway, so enlighten me." I drawl, acting like I'm bored.

"You can all leave. There's no way we can keep up this fight down here with humans upstairs to hear us, we don't want that kind of publicity in Beacon Hills but we will be coming for every single one of you. We like it here in Beacon Hills and I'm not sure anythings going to make us leave now. So scurry off and enjoy your time while it lasts and let's see how long your followers stay with you before they run away from the alpha that couldn't protect them." She taunts me and my eyes flash a scolding red while my betas reciprocate with a burning ember of golden yellow. Allison and Danny simply hold their weapons up and stand close together.

I growl notifying my side to turn and go. I reach the door before the woman speaks again. "My names Marie." She starts. "And just to let you know why we chose Stiles, it was simply because it was easiest. All the others have mixed smells of wolf, and human, and pack making it hard to pin point one of them but Stiles. Stiles is different than the others isn't he? He isn't around a stable pack long enough to smell like part of it and unlike the others he doesn't have a significant other who's scents wash over each other in waves. And of course there's the smell." She stops and takes a breath, smiling as she does like it's the scent of fresh baked cookies she smells. "It's still lingering. It's beautiful isn't it? He doesn't know though does he? We could say the same about you though couldn't we really?" She smirks already knowing the comment she will add at the end will leave a theoretical bite. "When was the last time anyone's wanted to get close to you personally?"

I don't even retaliate when i hear the words but I know she can smell the pain with out me wanting her too. She's right though, about it all. Sure, I know I'm attractive and it's not hard for me to hook up with someone as I regularly do now but someone who knows me... They'd never want me. And then there is Stiles. If he'd let himself he'd be able to get a girl easily, not that he'd believe that himself but it still wouldn't disguise the smell well. It still wouldn't be pack or a wolf. The smell she tells me about though. Of course I know it. When i let myself take it in and breath deeply i can't help but love it. It's like flowers, cookies, grass, man, a musky scent that leaves my mouth watering. It's like chocolate, spring, summer, winter, Christmas, home before the fire and Stiles. Purely Stiles.

I continue walking out and close the door wanting to sink back on it as the transformation quickly happens before I make sure it's sucked away again, I'm trying to control it and so badly want to let myself go and run through the wood but I can't give up yet because first i know I need to see if Stiles is going to be ok, i need to talk to Scott and i need to sort and work out how to be a real pack. I stand tall looking at the betas and humans calculably as they stare back expectantly and starts with the latter on the list i need to do. "Listen up!..."

(Scott's P.O.V)

I'm not an alpha. I can't protect them and really the only thing I can do will take every ounce of my pride but maybe it's time.

Everyone suddenly barges through the door, worried expressions marred on everyone's faces and I'm annoyed at myself instantly for not hearing them coming. It's good to see them though and everyone seems to be ok or has healed.

I sighs in relief and hug Allison only nodding to the others even though i can tell they all feel a need to hug me too, check me for injuries even though i wasn't even in any of the fighting and vise versa. I can see it in their eyes. The same expression I hold.

A clanging noise fills the silence, the kind of clanging metal does when it's being strained and the every wolf in the rooms ears feel pained and we all wince, trying to escape the need to cover our ears with the palms of our hands and fall to the floor. Instead we let our senses grow further into the other room. A heart beat is sped up, the smell of human and purely Stiles mixed with an excruciating scent of pain. We instantly know Stiles is awake, running, bar Derek and the humans who don't know what's going on yet to get to the door first and of course we all try to squish together into one door. I let out a little roar and smirk when the others move away a bit letting me through the door first.

Derek and the humans roll their eyes when I look back, trailing in after the now behaving wolves and we see a completely white Stiles somehow sitting up on the vets table. When Stiles looks up he offers us a small wave and a try at a smile.

"Has anyone spoken to my dad?" At the shake of everyone's heads Stiles eyes widen and he lets his still bleeding head fall in his hands. "Ugh. Of course not there's too much werewolf crap going on isn't there? Just like there is every damn second."

Stiles realises what he's said when everyone looks like a kicked puppy. "Hey it's ok. Don't worry I'm just worried for my dad, that's all. Do any of you know where my phones is?" Stiles smirks though and answers his own question. "Like I'd still have a phone after that it's not like the alphas are going to leave me with the one thing that could let everyone know where I am. Seems like I'm going to have to buy another one again." Of course he tries to make everyone feel better when he's the one down.

"I'll call your dad Stiles we already told him you were swapping round houses while you were gone so he didn't have to worry and we will do something about your phone." I sigh and suddenly I know I look like an old experienced, tired alpha if the looks from Derek tell me correctly. "It's not your fault it's probably smashed is it? I'll pay for it, it is my fault after all right?" I shake my head and scoff everyone stares at me in confusion but i continues any way. "I'll start training you or something when you feel better, and Allison can teach you how to use a bow and arrow yeah?" I don't even look at Stiles to get the answer though. "I need to go okay? I'll be back in a bit, I just need to take a walk get my head straight then I can actually be your alpha because apparently that's what I am even though there's only two of you. What kind of pack is that?" I leave with that last comment running out in full beta mode unable to contain it. Leaving everyone speechless.

I hope you've enjoyed this. Critique is welcome but no flames please. I've never written slash before so bear with me and I'm sorry if the tenses in this are messed up a bit, it always confuses me when I write like this but I want you to see all the sides.

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