A/N: A lovely follower/reader left me this prompt (but asked to remain anonymous. The prompt was simply "Teen Wolf Destiel AU fusion." Then they gave some suggestions. Now, at first, I was hesitant. I am really picky about my AU Fusions (as a reader and a writer) because I HATE reading a story that is exactly the same, only different names have been put in. The plot is THE SAME, the characterizations don't fit, ect... SO, I thought long and hard about this and thought, 'okay, I can give this a shot.' So... without further ado...

A FEW THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW...

Dean and Sam are the last of their family left alive, both born Werewolves. Dean is the Alpha.

Their mother, aunt, uncle, two younger siblings and one younger cousin were killed in a house fire set by the Hunter Ruby when she seduced 15 year old Sam Winchester into telling her when his whole family would be meeting in Lawrence, Kansas. John Winchester then packed up his two remaining sons and went on a mad dash after the entire family of hunters. He led both of his sons into a trap and in the end, offered up himself in exchange for letting Sam and Dean go free. Dean became the Alpha, packed up Sam and started back to Lawrence to bury their father, picking up a stray Jo along the way (I have a one shot that will explain her existence better, but just know she's a newly turned werewolf.) The brothers, along with Jo, are meeting up with Bobby, a human friend of the family, because they seriously need help.

Also, in this story, the Alpha Pack are NOT necessarily bad. Our lovely angels will be playing the part of the Alpha Pack, led by Michael. There is no creepy uncle Peter, just a creepy Gabriel :) The Alpha Pack wants Dean to join them, yes, and they might be uber persuasive, but not murderous rampage like season 3 is starting to be.

So, there's a bit of info to hopefully keep you from being too lost. I REALLY wish I had time to make this the epic that it deserves to be, but I don't, so forgive the quick "Previously on Supernatural/Teen Wolf."

The fire happened two years ago. Sam and Jo are 17, Dean is 23.

Prologue

Dean stared at the remains of his home. It had fallen even further into disrepair over the last two years. The top half, especially the back right corner, where the room that his family had been trapped in was, was nothing but blackened bits. A beam here, a pane there, but otherwise, gone. The bottom half had fared slightly better, with minor water damage and charred parts here or there, but overall, the house gave the appearance of death. Pretty fitting, considering six people had burned to death here.

"Dean!" he heard his brother call. Dean glanced back towards the Impala and found his brother leaning against the trunk. Sam had a sick, guilty smell wafting off of him. Dean tried to forget why his brother had cause to feel guilty. Ruby. Dean felt his claws slide out and knew his eyes were flashing red at even the thought of the bitch. He shut his eyes, and forced the wolf back down.

"What?" he called back to Sam.

"What is that?" Sam asked, pointing back towards the house. Dean followed where Sam was pointing. He glanced around the front of the house, before he noticed it. On the front door, in stark black was a symbol. One he was sure he'd seem at some point before.

"Sam, bring me Dad's journal," Dean ordered.

He watched Sam open the trunk and dig around before coming towards him holding an old, leather bound book. Their dad had kept meticulous notes on everything supernatural. It had been his passion. Thankfully the journal had been in the car, not the house when the fire happened.

Dean took the book from his brother and skimmed through the pages.

"Have you ever seen it before?" a second voice asked. Dean glanced up and gave the blond girl a curt nod. Jo was small to begin with, but standing next to Sam, she looked tiny.

"Yeah, I remember it from somewhere, I just don't remember where," he explained, going back to the book. It took a few minutes, but finally something caught his eye. There, in the back of the journal, were a handful of symbols. One in particular matched the triangular shaped mark on the door.

"What the hell is an Alpha Pack?" Sam asked, reading over his shoulder.

"An Alpha Pack?" Jo asked, confusing evident on her face.

"I'm guessing, a Pack made up of Alpha's," Dean answered in a snide tone.

Sam rolled his eyes at his brother.

"No, shit. I meant-"

"How the hell does a Pack of Alphas work?" Jo asked, cutting in.

Dean sighed. He hated admitting when he didn't know something. He was the Alpha, he was supposed to know everything. Of course, he was supposed to have had years to learn everything from his father so, he could be forgiven for not having everything under control.

"I have no idea. Let's go. Maybe Bobby will know something. He's probably waiting for us," Dean said, shutting the journal and handing it back to Sam. This was shaping up to be one hell of a day, and it wasn't even lunchtime yet. Maybe coming back to Lawrence was a mistake. Maybe he should have kept his Pack, meager and pathetic as it was, as far away from this hell hole as possible.