Chapter 1
Liam's POV:
I can feel his grip tightening around my neck, the steady flow of oxygen leaving my lungs, the spots of darkness clouding the edges of my vision. He's going to force me. No, he'll kill me first.
Please, please just let him kill me first.
"Ouch. I don't want this, Theo stop. Theo, Theo
Theo..."
I'm too weak, i need my alpha, Scott, Scott where are you. Its dark, i'm scared. You said you'd be here, you said you'd never leave me.
Maybe, maybe if i give up… it'll be over soon, he'll stop thrusting and….biting...and slashing me. I'm drowning. Blood was everywhere.
Darkness consumed my being, my last coherent words - the name of my alpha on my lips.
Scott's POV:
*At Scott's home*
"Something's wrong, Liam always checks in, especially this late. He knows there are hunters out at this time of night. Dammit, he never listens."
"Look , Scott, Liam is damn near 16, he can do whatever he wants. If he wants to stay out past 12, then that's his problem."
"Stiles, he's my beta, his problems are my problems, I love him too much to let something happen to him. I mean, I called him an hour ago and he didn't answer. "
"And when you say love, i'm guessing that you mean platonic-ally, right?"
"ABSOLUTELY! He's like… my son or something, i couldn't even imagine…"
"Imagine what? You fucking your own pup? Making him submit? Derek did it to Erica, and Isaac no less, so why can't you?"
"Yeah, i know what Derek did, it's all the three of them talked about, but i'm not Derek, am i?"
"But wait, don't you remember what Derek used to say about the attraction he had to his betas? He said that it's purely instinctual, that the sexual aspect of your relationship stems from being over protective, and wanting to take care of ANY of their needs"
"I know, and I want to protect him more than anything, but he makes it so difficult. I just want the best for him. I want him to feel safe. Especially since the entire berserker thing, all the crying I just couldn't stand to see him like that. All I could do was hold him until he whimpered himself to sleep at night, it made me feel like I failed him you know, as an alpha. I just wish I could have protected him from even being a part of this world."
"Scotty boy, ya got me tearing up", stiles said with his usual amount of sarcasm.
" I'm being serious! My pup could be in danger!"
"Your pup? *snickers*"
"STILES."
"Okay, okay, go find him, i'm fine here, i'll hold down the fort."
"Thanks bud."
I brushed past my best friend and made my way down the steps, I grabbed my motorcycle keys, and an extra helmet just in case I found an intoxicated Liam again.
It turns out, werewolves can get drunk, they just have to drink a gasoline and water lily mixture- something I've warned him about.
Frequently.
Luckily I had seen Liam earlier that day and his smell still lingered on the bike. I used the remnants of his sweet boyish aroma to track him. Liam had a distinct smell of cinnamon, pine-cones, and sweat. One that i could never possibly first time I even noticed the way that he smelled was on that rooftop, on that cool winter night. I held him by his wrist with my teeth, saving his life, and ending it at the same time.
In that moment i was his, and he was mine.
I ran over a large boulder and is jostled me out of my thoughts, and as I rode through the thick forests that surrounded Beacon Hills, his sweet scent got fainter, and left an undertone of fear, pain, and distress in its wake.
Wherever Liam is, he's hurt.
Fuck the bike. I'll run. I can't fail him, not now. He needs me.
AN: its been awhile, 2 years to be exact, since i wrote my last fanfic, i'm thinking about finishing my last one 'Shattered moons', but i feel like it can wait. I've wanted to try something new for some time now, and i'm just now getting the chance, i hope you enjoyed this chapter, there are many more to come. Rate, review, comment, and follow, they are all appreciated. -ari