A/N: Hello. New story, but different fandom. I am so in love with Teen Wolf and I fan girl so hard for it (But not as much as I did for Mr. and Mrs. Carlos Penavega and I'm still fangirling) so I decided to do one. This is super AU and very OOC which mean out of character. So like a shy Stiles and a flamboyant Scott.
Warning: Omega Scott, Knotting, Alpha/Beta/Omega universe, A/B/O dynamics, Alpha Derek, Beside Deaton everyone else is either an Alpha or Beta, No one has died, Deaton is a kick ass Shaman and Superman because he saves everyone's ass and is so mysterious while doing it, Hales run everything, Stiles' mom hasn't died, Overused cliché of mating and heat, Sassy Scott, Flirty Scott. Rated R or M because of the cursing, sexual situations, full blown Mating Moon, Mpreg (maybe, I still don't know), Heavy D/s relations because anyone who reads most of the shit I put out there knows I have a thing for one person to be extremely dominate and then another person to be extremely submissive.
I think that's all. Anymore and I'll tell you. Happy reading.
Chapter One: New Wolf In Town
Scott McCall laid soundly in his new bed asleep. His goal was to oversleep possibly miss school because, hell, he is so definitely not looking forward to his first day at Wolf's Breed Academy or as normal people call it Beacon Hills High School. They were already five months into the year. Plus, to top it all off, they were on a new territory. So Scott wasn't looking forward to presenting himself to a new Alpha and then has to start high school.
"Scott, honey. Wake up." Scott groaned at the sound of his mother's voice. Single Mom Mellissa McCall was transferred to Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital as a head nurse. It paid more than just a regular RN. They'd gotten a bigger house and a better car but Scott didn't want to start over again. Especially, someone of his kind.
"No." Scott groaned out as he pulled the covers farther over his head. Mellissa smiled and yanked the blanket off. Scott groaned and sat up.
"Mom…" Scott groaned out as she walked out the room. She turned and smiled at her one and only child fondly.
"Don't Mom me. You need to get up. You're already late." She said. Scott groaned again and shoved the rest of the blankets off and walked into the bathroom oh so conveniently connected to his room. Scott stripped of his clothes and turned on the water. He stepped in once it was hot enough.
He let his mind wonder back to Silver Rock. All the touches and the looks and glances. People cooing over him. But it was home, he was special but here in Beacon Hills, no one knew what he was or how special he was. Lycanthropic heritage had a food chain. At the top was the ever-present and all powerful Alpha. Now the Alpha ran everything. He or she ran the pack until said Alpha was either defeated or died passing on the title to the next generation. Alphas can be born Alphas. Next we have Betas. Second on the pyramid. Betas were usually second in command to the Alphas. Betas usually tended to the pack when the Alpha was absent. Betas are highly usual. Being born from an Alpha and a Beta. Lastly we have the Omega. They aren't exactly on the bottom. They are rare in form. Usually smaller, weaker, and slower than the rest. To mate with an Omega was a sign of respect, seeing how there weren't many of the precious Omegas left. Usually mated to Alpha because of the strong protective nature. In some cases, they are mated to Betas but is unusual. Now an Omega and another Omega have never been known to mate together. That occurrence hasn't happened in generations since only a few Omegas are produced every few generations.
Scott was brought out of his day dream by the sound of his mom saying Breakfast is ready. Scott turned off the water and dried off. He walked into his room to see the outfit he'd laid out for this day. It consisted of camouflage skinny jeans, a lavender button up, and a pair of brown combat boots. His goal was to stand out since his Lycanthropic status already defined him. He hurried and dressed himself and then sprayed his mom's favorite scent A Walk on the Beach by OTCP and grabbed his messenger bag and high tailed it down the stairs to the kitchen. He stopped at the table and sat down. His mom served him granola with strawberries and bottled water. What? Precious gifts from the Lycanthropic gods have to stay healthy. He smiled at his mom.
"Scottie, Baby. Remember what I told you. There are no other omegas in your school. There are only the three of you in the Beacon Hills territory and two of them are already mated. Don't let any Alpha force their will over you. Remember to wear your I.D. badge. It only states your name, birth day, status, parents, and if your mated and to who. So yours will say Scott McCall, July 1, 1998, OMEGA- PURE, Alpha Mellissa McCall, and Mate: N/A. You are the youngest Omega in Beacon Hills. Stay safe, baby. I have a friend coming to get you. I have to get to work. I love you." She said kissing his forehead. He murmured and I Love You, Mom as he ate his granola. She got to their front door before turning around quickly and saying
"Behave." Scott groaned and made a face. But his mom flashed her blazing red eyes at Scott causing his to turn a brilliant golden yellow as he rolled his eyes.
"Okay, Mom. Put your eyes away." He said as she blew him a kiss and scrambled out to her car and into it, pulling away to the hospital.
For the next fifteen minutes Scott ate his granola and washed his dishes and waited patiently for his mom's random friend she trust her precious Omega baby to. Finally after what seemed like forever there was an abrupt knock at the door. Scott grabbed the house keys and his bag and walked to the door, stopping at the mirror by the front door to check his appearance. He looked good. Good enough to mate on the spot.
He opened the door to reveal a man looking no older than thirty. He looked about six foot two inches and wore a sadistic looking smirk on his face. Scott rose an eyebrow at the interesting looking character on the other side of his door.
"And you might be?" Scott asked. Back in Silver Rock, he was known as the sass master for a reason. He could be snarky and sarcastic but it was cute on him. The man simply smirked at him.
"I am Alpha Peter Hale of the Hale Pack and territory. Mellissa had asked me to get to school then take you to be presented to my nephew who is current Pack head. But let's get you to school." Peter told the Omega. Scott sighed and closed and locked his front door. He followed Peter out to a red convertible. Scott sighed and hopped into the car.
"How do you know my Mom?" Scott asked as Peter got into his car and started it up, beginning his drive to the school. Peter smirked his sadistic almost pedophilistic smirk.
"She came to present herself as a new comer on our territory. She was in a rush and I offered to drop you off and take you to be presented." Peter said as they pulled in the Beacon Hills parking lot. Scott looked around at the campus. Fairly similar to his old school. He jumped out and scrounged around in his bag for his I.D. When he found it, he put it on. Peter raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued and surprised.
"So you're the new Omega. Mellissa did not mention that. My family will be pleased to meet you." Peter said as he walked Scott into the building and to the main office. Scott kindly rolled his eyes as he was led into the main building. Once he entered, people stopped to look at him, clearly turned on by his smell. Each and every Alpha and Beta sniffed the air as Scott passed. Scott groaned internally. Here we go again he thought bitterly as they entered the main office. The Principal, Mr. Orlando, was stood talking to Ms. Catherine. His head immediately turned to Scott who groaned inside of his head. Ms. Catherine looked at him as well, not ever having the honor of smelling a pure thoroughbred Omega.
"Alpha Hale is this the young Omega we have been expecting?" Principal Orlando asked. Peter smirked vindictively and nodded. He was enjoying Scott's discomfort. Scott began to pheromone annoyance through thick layers.
"Yes, Principal Orlando, it is. Scott McCall, I'd like you to meet Principal Tyler Orlando, Alpha." Peter said as Ms. Catherine handed Scott a piece of paper. Scott examined the paper, noting it was his class schedule. Chemistry – Harris Rm 219, Home and Family Care Sciences – Elaina Lidgerwood Rm 10, Econ – Bobby Finstock Rm 301, Geometry – Connie Collin Rm 303, Alpha-Beta-Beta – Principal Tyler Orlando Rm Auditorium.
"Scott, it is a great pleasure to meet you. I have never actually met a pure Omega. This is an honor." Principal Orlando said. Scott put on a happy face and shook his hand.
"You'll be going to your third period class which is Home Economics. With Bobby Finstock. So you'll be going to room 301. Do you need any help? I can find a student." Principal Orlando asked but as soon as Scott turned to leave and try to mot get completely and totally lost and/or molested and raped Peter turns and stops him.
"I'll be back for you early. My family will be very pleased to meet you." Peter said as Scott nodded and walked into the hallways and began to look for his class. He looks at the doors to see 101, 102, 103,104 and not 301. Scott groaned and walked to where he saw a flight of stairs. He hurried and walked over not seeing another body coming right for him until he was rammed into and sprawled out on the floor. Scott groaned out loud and began to curse the move from Silver Rock territory to Beacon Hill territory in a whole.
"Are you okay? I am so sorry. I wasn't paying attention and I ran right into you. And let me help you." Scott felt himself being lifted and planted on his feet. He looked up to see an almost nerdy looking boy. He had brown hair and big brown doe eyes. He was bigger than Scott. By like a foot but he was adorable. He wore a pair of jeans, a plaid button up with a graphic tee, and a pair of Nike's. Scott tilted his head in confusion. He smelled like an apprehensive and overhyped Beta but he looked smart and intelligent.
The boy handed him his bag and schedule and look at his badge. The boy looked taken aback all of a sudden then began to smell the air. The doe eyed boy began to stumble backward into a locker.
"Y-you're an Omega. An unmated Omega. Holy God, I am so sorry. Please don't send whoever is protecting you until you mate after me. Please. I have to take care of my dad. He's the sheriff of Beacon Hills. Have you met him? Of course not. I have never seen you in my life. I would've remembered you. Not in a bad way. It's just that you're so pretty. But I'm not a crazy stalker person. I-"
"Um, I don't know who you are but you're adorable and cute and I like you. What's your name?" Scott asked as he dusted off his pants and shirt. The boy turn a light red as his hand found the back of his neck and he scratched it.
"Stiles Stilinski, Beta. Son of John Stilinski, Alpha and Claudia Stilinski, Beta. Um, yeah. That's me. And um, thank you." Stiles said. Scott giggled a little and began to walk to the stairs through the hallway that had cleared when the bell rang.
"Well Stiles, I'm Scott McCall, Omega. Son of Mellissa McCall, Alpha. We just moved here a yesterday and I'm already starting school. I go to be presented today. And Stiles Stilinski, I have decided that you're gonna be my new best friend. Could you tell me how to get to Mr. Finst-"
"Oh, Finstock. I have him now and it's up the next flight of stairs. Just follow me." Stiles said as they then walked up the next flight of stairs to the class. Stiles stopped in front of the first door on the left and pushed it open and walked in as Scott followed him.
"Stilinski, why are you late- and who is he and why does he smell like-" Finstock began to yell at Stiles but cut himself off as Scott entered the room and he was bitch slapped by the scent that Scott pheromones off. Scott smiled at the class.
"Hi, Mr.-"Scott stopped and looked down at his paper to see the teacher's name. "Finstock. I'm Scott McCall, Omega" Scott said. The class began to smell the air only to find a sweet caramel apple and cotton candy and peppermint stick aroma.
"No way." A brown haired boy in the front said. Finstock turned so fast around to look at the boy with such pure hatred.
"Greenburg! Shut up and move to the back. Sorry excuse for a Beta." Finstock yelled as the boy known as 'Greenburg' scurried to the back, opening up two seats in the front. Stiles walked to his seat.
"Scott, tell us about yourself?" Finstock said. Scott nodded looking confused as he sat his things next to Stiles in the empty desk. He walks back to the front of the class while Finstock sits.
"Well, hello. I'm Scott McCall, Omega. There aren't any of us. Maybe one or two at most three every generation or century or maybe millennium. I don't know. That's what my Mom told me. I'm fifteen. I'll be sixteen in four months. I came from Silver Rock territory. There weren't any Omegas there and the counsel wanted me to come here to be safer. As my I.D. badge says I'm unmated. So yeah. That's me." Scott said. The class beamed at him
The day went on like that. People smiling at him in a way that scared him and wanted to make him hide in a hole. But Stiles made It better. It was only until lunch that shit started to become real.
Stiles and Scott stood in line for lunch. Stiles offered to pay for Scott's lunch. Stiles got curly fries, Mac and Cheese, tater tots, turkey and cheese, and a coke. Scott on the other hand got a salad, peeled celery, and bottled water. His appetite was one of a small bunny yet he was always full after eating it.
Stiles paid for their lunches and they went to sit and Scott was interrupted by a cocky and arrogant looking guy. He had blond hair, blue eyes, a strong and chiseled jaw, and perfect hair – or rather everything Scott may or may not be into. Most of the time not. A girl with long blond hair and red lips and tight fitting clothes, a sporty looking guy with dimples, a set of twins, another blonde girl who was holding an attractive bulky hunky looking black dude with huge biceps that made Scott think of stealing him, a girl with brown hair that was past her shoulders, and a curly haired looking guy.
Scott looked up from has salad to see the figures surrounding him. He looked over at Stiles who slightly gulped. "Um, hi?" Scott asked the group. They all had looks of complete and utter scary molesters.
"Hey. I'm Lydia Martin." The blond girl with red lips said. "These are my friends. This is my boyfriend Aiden and his twin brother Ethan, whose boyfriend is Danny." She said gesturing to the twins and then the sporty looking guys. Then she gestured to the brown haired people. "That's Allison Argent and her boyfriend Isaac Lahey. That's Erica Reyes and her boyfriend Vernon Boyd but we call him Boyd." She said gesturing to the Black guys and blond girl. "And lastly this is Jackson Whittemore, Alpha. All of us except for Boyd and Jackson are Betas. We've never actually met an Omega. We just wanted to introduce ourselves. And what's your name?" Lydia asked. Scott looked back at Stiles whose head was down in fears and he smells nervous and anxious.
"I'm Scott McCall. What are you doing to Stiles?" Scott asked as he pushed the empty plate that once held salad in it. He began to munch on his celery as he waited for an answer.
"We aren't doing anything to him. He's just a weak, pathetic, and useless excuse for a potential Alpha." Jackson said bluntly. The rest snicker except the Allison girl and the Isaac guy and the Danny guy and the Boyd guy.
"That's really mean. What's he done to you? Beside live and breathe? What if someone just came up to you and said all those things to you? Doesn't your Alpha leader or Alpha counsel have anything against that? Wow, I do not want to be apart of a pack like that. I'm done. Let's go Stiles." Scott said the Beta. Stiles quickly got up and followed the Omega. Jackson reached out and took a hold of Scott's arm. Scott looked up at the Alpha whose eyes began to bleed a bloody red. Scott's own puppy dog set brown eyes began to bleed their usual honey golden.
"Fuck you." Scott hissed trying to get his arm free. Jackson simply smirked at him and bared his fangs at the Omega. Scott fought the urge to go kitty and claw his face off.
"Ooh, feisty. I like 'em bratty. Better way for me to assert my power over them." Jackson said smirking at the little Omega. Honestly, Scott was just that. A little Omega. He was a mere five foot three inches and weighs 120 pounds. Jackson on the other hand reached a whopping six foot five, weighing in at 225 pounds. An entire foot and then two inches taller than Scott and one hundred and five pounds bigger than Scott. Sometimes the Omega hated being so small. Stupid stereo types.
"L-let me go." Scott said feeling his walks crumble as the Alpha kept his red eyes boring into his own golden ones. Jackson smirked and kept using his power of persuasion an Alpha biologically has over an Omega. The persuasion worked well because it was an Omega's instinct to submit.
"Scott! My sweet sweet little Omega. I have been looking for you. Your Mom signed you out and now I must take you to be presented to the residential pack in charge." A voice said. Scott immediately recognizes it as Peter. Jackson lets go but smirks at the young wolf. Scott turned and picked up his bags and celery and turns to Peter. Scott sees Stiles tense up and Scott reaches out and grabs his forearm and pulls him.
"Only way I'm going to meet a whole bunch of Lycanthropes is if Stiles goes with me." Scott says. Stiles' eyes widen as Scott says that. Peter's smirk widens as he nods and gestures for Scott to follow.
"I'll see you tomorrow, little Omega." Jackson snarks. Scott rolls his eyes as they follow Peter out to his convertible. They get in and buckle up. Peter pulls the car out and onto the highway. They drive until they come to a wooded area. Peter turns in and begins to drive through the woods.
"Um, Peter? Where are we going? And why are we in the woods?" Scott questioned the older man. Peter chuckled as they drove into the clearing to a huge house. Scott sighed. He really though Peter was about to rape him and then kill him. He seems kind of crazy.
"Well my little Omega, here we are. You may get out now." Peter said as he got out the car. Scott and Stiles followed. Scott stayed close to Stiles who seemed to know where he was.
They walked up the stairs and into the house. When they got in there was a huge staircase right in the middle of the room. Scott looked to his left to see a huge living room with a few people scattered around.
"Talia, Laura, Derek, Cora!" Peter roared out. He turned to Scott as four very distinct looking wolves came into the doorway from all over the house.
"Peter? Where's the fire?" The long brown haired Alpha asked him. Peter chuckled and pushed Scott in front of him. Scott sighed and stepped up. The four wolves smelled the air and almost chocked on it. They then looked at Scott, their eyes bleeding red.
"Mom? Is he an-"
"Omega? Yes sweetheart, he is. And what is your name, love?" The eldest looking one asked. Scott assumed that was the mom.
"Scott McCall." Scott answered. She nodded at him. Scott stood there uncomfortably as he was stared at. The guy from the group kept on staring at him. He was dirty. His muscles were red and covered with dirt and his shirt was ripped. To top it all off, he wouldn't stop looking at Scoot.
"McCall, son to Mellissa McCall. Never said anything about an Omega. Very rare. How old are you?" She asked Scott who fidgeted subconsciously.
"Fifteen. Sixteen in four months." Scott answered, ready to leave and go home. The women smiled at him and his discomfort.
"First heat?" She asked and Scott's eyes nearly bugged out. Why does she want to know so much and something like that? He questioned in his head.
"No. Not yet." Scott managed to get out through his bemusement. The women smiled at the young man who wouldn't stop looking at him.
"Talia, he needs a protector or sorts. I walked in on Whittemore's boyusing Omega will against him." Peter said to the women know as Talia. Talia smiled at Peter.
"Honey, my name is Talia Hale. This is Laura Hale. She is 28" She pointed to the second eldest girl. Then she smiled again. "And Cora Hale. She is 21" She pointed to the last girl who smiled at him. "And lastly, this is Derek Hale. He's 20." She told Scott extra happily. Scott nodded at him.
"Um, I don't mean to be rude but-"
"Scott?" Scott turned to see his mom in scrubs from the hospital. He was so very confused at why she was here. He was supposed to be meeting a pack head and leaving.
"Peter texted and said I needed to come. Something about an offer."She said cutting Scott off. Peter smirked and cleared his throat.
"Yes. An offer. I was about to volunteer Derek's service as stand in mate." He said. Scott, Mellissa and Stiles who had been mostly quiet until now gasped.
"WHAT!" Scott all but yelled. The Hales just look amused with his expression. Peter just nods his head.
"Well, an Omega is a very rare gift and an Omega as beautiful and precious as you should have the best. And Derek is just that. He is a powerful Alpha who is strong, witty, smart, loyal, and protective. Or possessive. That's most likely it. But whatever, right." Peter said. The three looked stunned. Scott was the first to snap out of it.
"Can I say no? NO!" Scott all but yelled. Mellissa cleared her throat and pulled Scott in by his shoulders and kissed his hair.
"Honey, you can't really say no." Mellissa whispers in his ear but that fell on deaf ears because Scott was not about to be forced to mate at fifteen to some twenty year old Alpha who was Boyd but white. Stop it, Scott he thought to himself as he began to mutter a few choice words.
"No." He muttered to himself. But alas, When has Peter ever been the type to take no for an answer.
Never.
So why start now?
"Just get to know him. Let him court you." Peter said. Scoot gave a 'ick' face and turned to the creator of this mess.
"It's 2014. Courting is so 1800s and back. We have present day dating and no. He will not court me. I want to find my own mate and as you can see- Ahhhh!" And Scott was pounced on by Derek. Like literally yanked into the older's mouth and was bitten before anyone could say anything. Peter simply smirked.
"Let go of me! Derek let go!" Scott shrieked as he felt Derek's teeth sink into his jugular. Scott kneed Derek in his balls and Derek sunk to the ground. But the mark was already there. Scott's hand flew to his neck and for the four millionth time he wondered why they moved from Silver rock.
"Derek! That is not how we go about things. You can not just attack anyone." Talia scolded but Scott was over Derek's attacking him and was just worried that, shit, he's been claimed. By a brute, brooding, tall, tan, and handom potentially violent Alpha.
He stepped back into Stiles and hugged his self proclaimed best friend. If he was being honest, he wanted to get to know Stiles and maybe one day be bonded to him. Actual tears sprang to his eyes as he felt an ich of pain from Derek's bite. The tears slid down his face.
"Why are you hugging another wolf?" Derek growled out but Scott hugged Stiles tighter. Derek just growled and walked over, trying to detatch Scott from Stiles but Scott shook Derek off.
"Leave me alone. You've ruined everything. I wanted to be bonded to Stiles- I mean, oops?" Scott said wipping his eyes looking up at Stiles who was blushing but holding Scott harder. Derek growled at Stiles who felt a growl rip from his throat before he could stop himself. Stiles' scent had changed. He was still a Beta but there was a new edge. The Beta's Alpha potentioal was getting stronger.
"Scott, honey, I'm sorry but you have to respond to Derek's claim." Mellissa said, glaring at the ground. Now when she moved her and Scott to Beacon Hill, it was because she needed Scott to be safe from Alpha's who will use his Omega will against him. Now she's realized that clearly, Beacon Hills has even crazier Alphas.
"But Mom! What about Stiles?" Scott whinned. Laura then spoke up. She looked at her mom.
"Mother isn't there a special ritual where the inner wolf can determine it's mate?" Laura asked Talia who nodded happily. Of course she wanted the Omega to be mated to Derek but it wasn't fair to not give Scott a choice.
"Yes, there is. Beta Stiles will have to bite Omega Scott too. The Omega's inner wolf will choose who it's mate is which actually mean the two will have to court him. But Omega Scott you will also have to give Derek a chance before you try to persaude your wolf. Is that fair? Agreed?" She asked the three. Scott failed misribly surpressing his whine.
"So he attacks my face and I'm the one who has to settle and let him court me? But wait, I'm fifteen. He's twenty. Isn't there laws against that?" Scott whinned but Talia just smiled.
"Not really. You are old enough to understand what's happening . But in all reality, this all has to be done and over with before his first heat which is?" Talia asked Scott who blushed as he was pulled unsuspectingly away from Stiles into Derek's arm.
"Age is but a number, my sweet Omega." Derek cooed and all of a sudden he started to feel little butterflies in the bit of his tummy. He looked up into Derek's eyes and they were hazel. Derek was actually gorgeous. In that rugged handom lumberjack sorta way and it worked.
"Now Omega Scott-"
"Scott. Please, can you call me Scott. The Elders in Silver Rock killed me with the whole Omega Scott or even Thou Precious Omega Born Sent From the Lycanthropic gods from above." Scott Said. Talia simply smiled and Peter rolled his eyes. He thought Scott was cute and sorta wanted him for himself but there would be a plan for that. There always was.
"Okay,Scott it is then. You'll have to let his mark then Stiles will complete a bit on the side of it. And then it is up to Scott's inner wolf." Talia said. Scott sighed then gulped and nodded. He offered his neck up to Derek whose eyes flashed red as he sank his teeth into Scott's jugular. Scott grabbed the front of Derek's shirt and tugged until Derek was satisfied with the mark he'd left. Derek pulled back and licked the wound.
Scott felt light headed as Stiles pulled him into arms. Derek growled at Stiles but Stiles growled right back at him. Scott wound his arms around Stiles' neck and Stiles smiled. Scott willingly offered his neck up to Stiles who smiled bigger and nosed up the other side of his neck. He'd actually never kissed anyone let alone boneded with anyone. He licked a strip up Scott's neck making Scott moan in the back of his throat. Stiles then sank his fangs into the Omega's throat as his eyes turned a solid blue as he began to bite. Scott let out a scream as his eyes changed to those brilliant golden. Stiles comtinued to make Scott emmitt those sounds as he continued to bite. Stiles has never given anyone this much pleasure. Or any pleasure at all and he enjoyed it.
"Now that that's done, Scott you will need to return and speak to Derek. Get to know each other. Is that understood?" Talia asked as Stiles pulled off Scott's neck. Hey? She still wants her son to be mated to the only unmated Omega in the west coast.
"Y-yes, I understand. Mom, can I go home now?" Scott asked his mother who nodded. Stiles took Scott's hand but Scott was turned and pulled into Derek's arms and kissed onn the cheek before anyone could say anything.
"I'll see you tomorrow." Derek demanded and Scott just nodded. Stiles re-took Scott's hand as they exchanged glares and walked out.
When they were gone, Peter then said: "Well this should be fun." And walked out the house to his car, leaving his family in shock about what the hell just happened.
A/N: Soooo, this is sorta an apology story for not updating in for damn ever. I'm sorry. I don't have a good excuse except I lost my muse. But I found it and I'm ready to come back. But this is different for me. Teen Wolf and all that jazz but I have a few other ideas.
Teen Wolf meets Big Time Rush meets One Direction (Crossover) (No wolf AU)
Kogan AU – Flower child and innocent Kendall
Punk!James and innocent!Kendall – James as the School bad ass
Sciles- Sub!Scott and Dom!Stiles
A story of all Bottom!Scott stories
Let me know what you think. But I hope you like this one. Until chapter two.
XOXOXO
Swayzee Sweetheart