"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LOST?!" Stiles screamed at his father when he walked through the door to the tent the "prizes" had been in. The other person in there was a Beta names Erica, who was actually pretty awesome. They had become fast friends after all they had been stuck together for three days during the games.

The games were, In Stiles' opinion, barbaric. The two Alphas of the top packs within a 100 mile radius picked someone in their pack to be their "champion" to win the games. If you lost, that person becomes a member of the other Alpha's pack. For the last three years, Alpha Hale and Stiles' father, Alpha Stilinski, had participated and his father had won.

Now he was on his way to live with Alpha Hale. Great. He was gonna live with some overbearing asshole who would fuck him until the Alpha met his mate (and maybe even then). He was still a virgin, not that he hadn't tried. Malia Tate and he had made out a lot recently, but they both knew they weren't mates.

"Son! Stiles, are you listening? STILES" Apparently during his internal rant his father talked.

"What dad? What could you possibly say that could make this any better? You said I would come home. Is this because of what happened last week? I didn't mean to off—"

"STILES!" his father roared over him. "This isn't over anything. I'm sorry son, but you have to go, maybe next year Alpha Hale will put you up as a prize."

Honestly, he probably would. Stiles had a habit of being annoyingly hyperactive, his wolf was never calm, and he rarely shut up. Not even in his sleep.

"Whatever dad," Stiles said.

He knew this wasn't his fault. At least he would have friends. Scott was there (he had decided to leave after Allison died), and Alpha Hale might be a nice guy. From what Erica said, he was really hot. Maybe being forced to have sex with the guy wouldn't be so bad if he looked anything like the way Erica described him.

"Do I at least get to say goodbye to everyone?"

"Sure. I'll ask him. I'm sure he can understand why you would want to say good bye. Maybe he'll let you visit after a while—"

"Dad, you're rambling. It's ok, it really isn't – I mean it kinda sucks, but I'll be fine. What's the worst that could happen?"

"Oh Stiles, don't say that, when it comes to you, anything could happen. Now go say goodbye and meet me by the gate in 20 minutes." Alpha Stilinski said walking away.

Erica looked at him and said, "Can I come? It looks like we're going to be spending a lot of time together now."

"I mean if you want t—"

"I DO!" Erica cut him off.

"Ok," he said, walking towards his house. Of course it's the biggest in town. He was going to be Alpha in a couple of years when his father decided he wanted to spend more time with Melissa.

As soon as he walked in, he was attacked by two crying women.

"I told him not to do this.

"I'll kill him!"

"I'll come with you." Melissa and Malia said in one huge jumble.

"Please don't kill my dad, or maim him, or withhold sex from him. It's whatever. I'll just go hang with Scott, and my new friend –"

He was cut off by Malia growling, "Hale!"

Before he could do anything, she was on top of Erica, growling and snapping. Erica just held her back and laughed.

Stiles pulled Malia off of Erica, his eyes flashing red. "Stop! That's my new friend Erica."

"NEW FRIEND?! NEW FRIEND?! She's part of THEIR pack! She's the reason you're leaving!" Malia screamed at him.

"No she's not. This is something that happens every year Malia, this year it just happens to be me," he said calmly rubbing circles in her back.

"Whatever," Malia said, still staring at Erica.

Melissa was sniffling in the corner of the room.

"Hey. It's ok. I'll go make sure Scott hasn't gotten himself into any trouble, and plus you'll see me in a few months when the packs meet for the Moon Wolf Festival," he said comforting both women with his words.

He didn't actually know if he'd be allowed to go, but at least it would keep them from killing his dad, or worse, Melissa never speaking to the Alpha again. If you weren't talking, you couldn't have sex, and that just wasn't ok, especially to an 19 year old brain.

"I have like 3 minutes to get to the gates, I love you guys, but don't worry about me. I'm sure everything will be fine," Stiles said as he pulled Erica up from the ground, both Malia and Melissa walked over and hugged him tightly.

"Bye Stiles. Try to be good, also try to remember that this isn't an Alpha that has been around you before or one you know much about. Just be careful." Melissa said.

"I always am…Gotta run." Literally, he thought to himself as he pulled Erica along.

They made it to the gate a couple of minutes after his time was up.

"Of course you wouldn't get here on time," his dad sighed, hugging him. "Be careful son. I love you."

He was pulled from his father's embrace by Erica who was pointing toward his blue Jeep. "We need to go, Derek will want us there soon."

And with those words, they were off. To his new life. He wasn't all that nervous. Anxious maybe, scared to death definitely.