Chapter 1

He opens his eyes slowly. The sunlight slightly blinding him. He rolls over and rubs his face with his hands and sighs. He feels normal for a moment. It's a Monday, and woke up two hours before needing to get to school. He feels like any teenager should, tired and slightly hungry.

Then he remembers. He remembers what All- that girl did. The betrayal, the hurt. He remembers everything, and he feels his heart breaking all over again. It's the same thing every single morning. He wakes up, rubs his face, and thinks that everything is normal, that everything is the same, and for a moment he forgets, but then oh he remembers. And it's like living that horrible moment all over again.

He feels his heart clench, and his jaw tighten. He hates mornings because they tease him with a glimpse of happiness. Every morning is the same since that night he discovered the truth. He wakes up, and for a moment he forgets, for a moment everything is right, but then the truth keeps coming back, and he breaks all over again.

Love sucks he decides. Before, love was something he looked forward too. The simple thought of having someone to call his girl, well it was something he anticipated so much.

Now, he detests the simple thought of love. Love is the reason why he feels this way. Love made him miserable, it destroyed his dreams, and now the simple thought of love made him want to vomit.

He would never believe in anyone about love again. Love is nothing but pure destruction.

Love outside of family is a weakness.

His mom, Peter, Stiles, Malia, Derek, Lydia, Isaac, Liam, Braeden, they were all his family. Nobody will get inside his heart to make him this pathetic and weak again. He might be only a Junior in high school, but they already tried to hurt his family through him, and it will not happen ever again. He will not allow it.

He sighs again, deciding to get ready for school.

He goes over his whole life as he gets ready.

His father left at a young age, abandoning him and his mother with all of their problems. He just left like they didn't matter. His own father didn't want him.

Scott had to watch his mother kill her self with double shift after double shift, every single day. He was just six years old, and there was nothing he could do to help his mother.

He was eight when his mother met Peter Hale. One day she just got home, smiling and blushing. Scott was happy that she was happy, the reason didn't matter.

One day his mom brought him home to meet him. He was big and tall with bright blue eyes that scared the crap out of him. He surprises him though when he acted gently over him, and it seemed that his mom seems giddier with the new development.

As the days kept passing he liked Peter more and more. He was there for them, not just his mom but him as well. He would talk to him about his nephew Derek, how his sister, Derek's mom died a couple of years back, so Derek had to stay with Peter. He talks about Stiles, how his dad was always too busy with work to even notice him and he just ran away, Peter took him in. He talks about Malia as well. He tells Scott how she's his only daughter but Malia's mother hates him so much that he took her away. Out od anger, she didn't allow Malia to see her own father. He admits though that he found out where her mother took her and went and met her behind her mother's back; he tells Scott that he loves his daughter and that he would do anything to see her.

Scott becomes jealous when he heard Peter say this. He wishes that his dad had that mentality, that he loved him enough to come back. Reality quickly hits and he understands that it would never happen, mainly because Rafael will never be that person; his family will never come first.

He meets Derek and Stiles. They're both pretty awesome. Derek is moody and grumpy mostly every day, but he's older than Scott, and he's there for him for anything that he needs. He sometimes even takes him and Stiles to the park to play lacrosse.

Stiles, well he's another story. The moment they met, they became best friends. They were both very different in every single way possible, but they were as close as brothers, they would do anything together, share everything. Sometimes he would go to the Hale Manor and have a sleepover with Stiles, a huge mansion like, with a pool and a big yard, as well as a game room where Scott and Stiles would spend majority of their time. It was one of the best experiences ever.

He learns the truth about his family when he's ten. Peter had proposed to his mother, and she had said yes. Both of them sit in front of him and stay quiet for a moment. His mom playing with her engagement ring nervously as Peter looks at him tensely, not knowing how to approach the subject.

When they do though, he's speechless.

Peter Hale is the Mob Leader of the most prominent Mafia Group of the USA called The Pack. He's fierce and cruel towards anyone that wants to hurt his family, and his main focus is to be the best at his job.

He doesn't know what to feel. This man sitting in front of him hurts people, his primary goal in his business is to get more money, he's cruel.

But he's also the man that has been there for his mom for anything she needed. She wanted something he gave it to her, no matter what it was, he could tell that Peter Hale adored his mother. He was also the man that had taken over his dead-beat father's role. He helps him with his homework and buys him ice cream when he got an A on his hardest class; he taught him how to play lacrosse, how to ride a bike. He couldn't be scared of him, and he told him just that.

He remembers how his mother smiles happily and Peter ruffles his hair letting out a sigh of relief.

They marry exactly one year after that. His mom becomes a Hale but he doesn't, and it's not because he's ashamed of it, really his proud to tell everyone that Peter Hale is his Step-Father. But Scott also wants to make a name for himself. He's eleven but he already knows who he will be, he knows that getting the Hale name would come with the slightest advantage and he doesn't want that. Peter smiles proudly at him as a father would and he is so happy.

They move into the Hale Manor. He shares the third floor with Stiles while Derek gets the Second one with Peter and his mom.

His mom doesn't need to work anymore, but she loves her job so much that she doesn't stop, and Peter just does everything to make her happy, so he doesn't mind either.

Life was great; it was awesome.

Stiles and Scott met Lydia Martin when they're in seventh grade. Stiles develops a huge crush on her; she didn't seem to notice him though.

Throughout their awkwardness, they become close friends. Mostly because Lydia's parents are more worried about their divorce than paying attention to their only daughter who was dying for them to notice her. Stile and Scott could relate to that horrible feeling. They talk to her about it once when they catch her crying after school, and they invite her to the Manor to eat ice cream with them.

Lydia wasn't stupid, she knew who they were, but she didn't care. She didn't care because the friendship that she had with Scott and Stiles was real. Being with the Hale family made her feel happier than being with her own family and she wasn't about to give that up, not for anyone, not even for her parents.

After Lydia, came Isaac. He was in a way, similar to Stiles. His dad had abused him most of his life, locking him away on a freezer and beating him up until he could barely walk. He ran away, and Derek found him in a dark alley shivering. Just like Stiles, they took him in. They became best friends the four of them. All of them suffering from the pain that their parents cause them. They could all relate.

Liam came afterward. He was two years younger than them so the guys never really associated with him. That change when Scott, Stiles, and Isaac witnessed a fight between him and three ninth graders; yeah totally an unfair fight, so the guys helped him out. After that he became the baby of the group, earning him the nickname of Cub. Liam learned the truth about them as well, but he didn't care. He knew that they were friends with him because they genuinely like him. Because he fitted in and understood him. His parents told him many times to stay away from that particular group, they knew who Scott's stepfather was, and they didn't want their son getting into that type of trouble with that type of crowd. He never listened to them though. The Pack was his family too; he wouldn't abandon them.

One day Derek comes home happily whistling. That made the whole family stop what they were doing and looked at him. Derek was never this happy.

Later that day they all made him cracked. He told The Pack that he met a girl, Braeden was her name, and he wanted them to meet her.

Meeting Braeden was different, that's for sure. She was tough and loved to fight with both her hands and guns. She was perfect for Derek really. The best thing was that she was already in the family business, so there was nothing for them to worry about.

Malia came next. She called Peter, telling him how her mom had remarried and the guy took every opportunity to hit her. No matter how much Malia would beg to her mom to help her, to leave the abusive bastard, Malia's mom would always take her husband's side.

Peter snap after that call. He and Melissa went to where she lived. Malia's mom tried to stop him from taking her, but Peter stood firm. His daughter was getting hurt, and he would do anything to defend her. Malia was more than happy to leave, she adored Peter, and all she wanted was to live with him.

She got along with everyone right away. She was strong and firm and scary, just like Peter. She understood though that The Pack was family, and they would always be there for one another.

She loved Melissa right away. She saw how happy she made Peter, and all she wanted was to see her dad happy. Melissa was unbelievably kind to her. She acted like her mother never would and to Malia, that was really overwhelming, but she loved it.

She really liked Scott too. Both of them were alike in every single way. From the parent who didn't care about them to the feeling of acceptance they felt when they were with The Pack. Malia and Scott became true siblings. Always bickering and teasing each other but at the same time protecting one another. She also became best friends with Lydia, they were like sisters, always together no matter what. Although both were the exact same opposite, their friendship was one that could never be destroyed.

Stiles though, he was the most interesting of them all. It was obvious to everyone that Malia had a massive crush on Stiles and him on her. She would look at him with a longing stare, and he would look back when he thought no one was looking. They became really close, and as they started growing up, they couldn't help as their feelings for each other grew.

Stiles liked Malia, a lot. But he didn't want to disrespect Peter in any way. He gave him a home, a family, Stiles didn't want to damage that.

After Scott and Lydia had a good talk with Peter, Stiles, and Malia, and made them understand that nothing would change and that they weren't hurting anyone if they had feelings for each other.

Although it was difficult for Peter to allow the relationship to happened, he knew how difficult it was for Malia to show someone her real self. And that's what happened when she was around Stiles. He made her realize that it was okay to show the real you to your family. And so, the most unlike but cute couple was formed.

Stiles, Malia, Derek, Lydia, Isaac, Liam, Braeden. They all formed part of his family and in all honesty, he couldn't be happier. The years passed without a struggle and Peter had come to a decision. All the kids formed part of his family, of The Pack, he had a talked with everyone, and everyone happily agreed that when they came to age, they would officially join The Pack. Everyone was happy knowing they would be a family forever.

Then the damned Freshman year came.

Scott met Allison on the first day of Freshman Year, her family was new in town, and she was lonely. At first, everyone was wary of her, there was just something about her, that little voice in their brains told them to be careful. They soon forgot though as she slowly started to make room for herself in everyone's heart. Especially Scott's. They started dating in the middle of Freshman year. Scott was smitten with her, it was clear that he had deep feelings towards Allison, and she for him.

Or so everyone thought.

The Pack never talked to Allison about the family business. They all loved her very much, but you needed to be trusted fully to be able to talk about their jobs. Scott couldn't tell her that he was training to one day be the True Alpha of The Pack. The true leader of everyone, a person who everyone could rely on, they could trust.

Or that Stiles would be called an Oni because he would be like a dark warrior, that he was training to be one of the right hands of Scott. Or Isaac to be the Beta, the other right hand. Or Derek to be called a Wolf, because he would lead a lot of the operations.

That Lydia would be called a Banshee because she can have a good intuition about a crime scene, about the reason of death, as well as being a master brain of many of their plans.

That Malia was to be called a were-coyote because she had the ability to be cold, loyal and hell bend determine to be dependent on destroying anything on her path if necessary.

The Pack couldn't tell Allison much about the family business. No matter what there was always a tiny little voice in everyone's head telling them to not say anything.

They understood why in the middle of Sophomore year.

Scott was more in love with Allison than ever. He might have been young, but he was completely head over heels for Allison.

One afternoon, Scott, Lydia and Liam were hanging out. They were walking towards their favorite park, when in the distance they saw Allison and her aunt, arguing.

The fight seemed pretty heated, and they slowly approached the duo, trying to hear what was going on

"Well, I'm sorry Kate! I'm sorry I haven't been able to find any information on The Pack okay! No matter what I do, they don't trust me enough to give me what you need to know about the business! I understand that you want to put them in jail as soon as possible, but it's not my fault that they're so discrete!"

The teens stood speechless. Allison's words ringing in their ears.

They stood emotionless, heartbroken. They trusted Allison, she was their friend, but it looks like all she wanted was to hurt their family.

Lydia was the first one to break out of their shocked state. Full of fury she quickly walked towards the two Argents.

She grabbed Allison by the shoulder, turning her around and slapping her hard in the face. One time, two times, three times.

Liam and Scott quickly ran towards Lydia, pulling her away from a shocked Allison, her aunt Kate standing behind her with the same expression.

It took so much out of the boys to not let go of a struggling Lydia and let her hurt Allison "I want you to stay the hell away from my family you bitch! Do you understand me, Allison! Stay away from Scott and stay away from us because I swear to God you try to hurt our family one more time and what I do to you, is going to make you wish you were never born!"

Lydia screamed another sentence full of profanities before literally stomping away from the duo.

Scott and Liam stayed behind. Looking at Allison expressionless

"Scott" Allison whispered brokenly.

Scott shook his head, and his eyes became stone hard. "Listen to Lydia. Stay the hell away from our family" and with that he left, not wanting to see or listen to her anymore.

Liam stayed behind for a little while, openly glaring at Allison and her Aunt.

Scott became another person after that. Cold, hard. Even though he was gentle with his family, anyone who tried to approach him, who tried to befriend him, would feel his wrath.

Allison had really messed him up; she literally destroyed him.