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CHAPTER ONE How it all Began

Stiles didn't even know how he gets into these situations sometimes. Yes, convincing/coercing his best friend to look for a dead body in the middle of the night, which resulted in being bitten by a werewolf, does make him his responsibility but still! Ever since the Alpha pack came, his life has been going downhill.

His dad has been trying to solve case after case that involves them but with no leads or clue as to how to solve it, he's been draining the whiskey bottle. Not to mention all the lying he does to the Sheriff, he keeps looking at him with such…disappointment. His so called 'friends' all talk amongst themselves as to how to deal with Alphas at school and during the night. The last time anyone talked to his face or acknowledged his existence was when he accidentally spilled water on Allison and Scott practically, and almost literally, bit his head off. Everyone just watched with rapt and amused expressions. Erica and Boyd return bloody and broken a week after they bailed, a message from Alpha pack. Derek forgave them by practically killing them himself through the only way he knows how; training. Scott and Jackson joined Derek's pack after he explained how if the Alpha pack figured out the two were Omegas, all the Alpha pack would have to do was conquer, since divide was already apparent. Plus, Derek said it would help protect their mates/girlfriends. Peter stayed to help train the pups but still creepy, in Stiles' opinion.

The entire time, he wished they would ask his opinion or help. He hated being ignored. It wasn't until Stiles confessed at a pack meeting how the Alphas drew their symbol on his window did they finally pay attention to him. Stiles couldn't believe how mad Derek was.

"What!?" Derek slams his fists down on the table, creating a very intense echo throughout the destroyed Hale house. "Yeah, that sort of inverted triangle thingy that matches your tattoo? It was drawn on my window. Ha that was NOT a fun conversation to explain to my dad, by the way. It was in blood! Besides, what's the big deal? It's just a scare tactic." I explained weary, taking in how each of the wolves flashed their eyes in fear. Derek looked fumed, obviously pissed at how I was taking all of this so carefree. "They've marked you, you idiot. I don't know what for but until then, you'll stay by my side at all times."

"Why not go one step further?" Everyone turned to the creepy voice that belongs to the man who was once in his grave. "If they've marked the Funny one, then his life expectancy just went down. The only way to ensure he's safe is if he appears as a mate to one of the wolves." Everyone looked confused or doubtful but when I looked at Derek, he was LIVID. His eyes flashed red and his canine teeth elongated but all Peter did was sneer and smile. Smug bastard.

"Fine. Stiles, from here on, you'll appear as my mate."

"WHAT!?" rang several voices, one of whom was me.

I still couldn't believe that this was my life. Had I really fallen so helpless that now, Derek and I were 'pretending' to date to fool the Alpha pack? After some talk and fire induced threats, Peter explained that all Alpha's respect each other in some way and that all stay away from another Alpha's mate. I mean who were they kidding!? This is DEREK HALE. Why the hell would he choose me over someone like Erica? But to my amazement, it worked, for a time. I would see red orbs boring into my skull as I drove around town but none approached. I would have lunch with dad or go to school without fear of being grabbed. Not to mention wearing Sourwolfs' jacket was a huge plus. Hey, who knew scenting was such a big deal amongst dogs?

"Oh My Gosh Really!? Can I iron on a logo on the back while I have it!?"

"NO!"

Plus, I got to feel what it was like being in a relationship that wasn't imaginary. Cuddling, hand holding, kissing the cheek, a date to a diner and movie, dinner with the Sheriff, and practicing/cooking for the pack. Heck, one night, Derek said he felt their eyes on him while they were out on a 'date' and kissed him. His first guy kiss, Derek Freaking Hale! Afterwards, I thought I saw a twinkle of innocence in his eyes and it made me smile. However, I guess being happy was meant for me.

Every couple fights so obviously, Derek and I would fight. Granted, that's nothing outta the ordinary but being with him, appearing as a couple, gave me the confidence to speak up. Peter made a joke about 'Alpha female' but I wasn't really paying attention at the moment. But one fight really got outta hand. All I said to the wolf was that maybe we should be having Pack Nights that don't involve meetings of death and gloom to convince the Alpha pack we weren't just all talk. Of course, Derek wouldn't hear of it and kept telling me to shut up. I wasn't gonna back down though.

Soon, words, growls, and the occasional swipe were exchanged. Everyone was looking on while the two most determined people argued at high volume. Eventually, Derek dealt a blow that even reared me speechless, which isn't an easy thing to do.

"Where the hell do you come off saying what's good for MY pack!? You're HUMAN! You're not my boyfriend, nor are you my mate! You're just a weak, spineless human who I could care less about! The ONLY reason I'm doing what I'm doing is to ensure that none of my other betas lose control when you die!"

I didn't speak a word. My face was stoic and I looked at Derek, in his eyes. His eyes stayed red, never wavering, telling me that what he just said is what he believed. However, the little twitch in his eyebrow and hand told me he didn't mean it. I chose to ignore the last two. All the guys were staring with their mouths open, the girls tearing slightly with their hands covering their mouths, even Peter was in the corner, shaking his head in disbelieve. "Fine," I muttered. Holding myself together as best I could, I took off his jacket, dropped it on the floor, and walked out. Funny how no one chased me or yelled at Derek as I made my exit.

Outside, surprisingly, Boyd grabs my wrist and with no words exchanged, his eyes asking if I'm alright. Who the hell is alright after being put down in the worse way? Nevertheless, I sucked it in and reassured him. "I'm fine. Just leave me alone for the weekend K? I need to think." His eyes showed hurt but nods and let's go.

My heart breaks getting into my jeep. Derek was right. I wasn't pack. I was just human, a stupid teenager trying to get involved in a world that didn't need me. I drove the speed limit going home, sobbing quietly but holding it all in till I get to my house. I could cry all I want in my house, not out in the open.

Thursdays are so much fun, aren't they?