A/N: I own nothing. The only thing I do own are the plot and my OC's. This is my first Teen Wolf fic, so please R&R! The more reviews I get will determine if I continue it or not. WARNING: Contains SLASH.

Prologue

"I thought the Hunters had a code, Drew! Why are they attacking us? We've never harmed any innocent people!" he demanded.

"I don't know, Kal, last I checked, they did have a code," Drew simply answered. He looked at the frustrated Alpha and sympathized with him. He had no idea why the hunters suddenly started attacking the pack. Drew wanted it all to end just as much as Kal. They had already lost so many pack members to the hunters that were only a handful left now. That handful included Kal, himself, and their two boys, Andrew and Aaron, and the only female left, Marissa.

All Drew could do at that moment was walk over and wrap his arms around his mate. Kal limply wrapped his arms around him and held him, while he buried his face into Drew's neck and breathed in his scent. They didn't always get along, but he loved the man more than any words could describe. He cherished Drew, mainly because he was one of the only ones in the pack who could outright defy him and get away with it, usually because he was right in the end. He had a more level head than Kal, and was able to better think things through, like now for instance. Kal wanted nothing more than to storm the hunters HQ and slaughter them all, but Drew told him that would be suicide. He told him that the safest thing to do was to just move. Lose their trail. He only had two betas left with him and two druids. They had no real chance of winning a fight with the hunters.

As they stood there, embraced, they heard the explosion that rocked the large house like an earthquake. They ran into the hall to see Marissa run toward them only to be stopped in her tracks as an arrow pierced her neck. She was dead before she hit the floor. Time seemed to slow as Drew saw the red flash in Kal's eyes and felt his muscles tense as he prepared to lunge at the hunters. Drew quickly threw his arm into Kal, forcing him back while he threw his other hand up at the hunters, his eyes going milky white, as an invisible force threw the hunters back.

"Kal, run and get the boys! Now!"

"But what about you?!" he asked numbly, knowing what Drew intended to do. It took all his will power to hold back the tears that threatened to spill out.

"I'll meet up with you guys . I promise. Someday, I will come back to you," Drew said, his voice thick, as he closed the short distance between himself and Kal and pulled him into a deep and passionate kiss. When Kal was released, he let the tears flow freely. "Now, go, and remember that I'll always love you and tell the boys I'll see them later." With that, his eyes went white and he turned his attention to the hunters rising from where they had fallen when he had knocked them down moments ago. With one last look at the love of his life, Kal took off to the back of the house.

Kal found the boys as they were running to assist in the fight, but they quickly stopped when they saw the tear streaked face of their father. In that moment, Aaron growled, his eyes flashing gold and transformed, ready to run and kill the hunters, but Kal's flashed red and he told the teen to back down and retreat. He looked at his other son, Andrew, the other druid in the pack and saw the streaks of his tears as he realized what had happened and what they to do. When he inquired about Marissa, Kal merely shook his head and led the boys out the back to the car. They got in and drove away as the whole house exploded, causing Kal to whimper for only the second time in his life. Later that night when they stopped to rest, a howl could be heard for miles around. It held a mournful note to it and was haunting to any ears it fell upon. It was the night that a strong Alpha almost broke, and were it not for his two cubs with him, he would have. But, his love for them and his unspoken promise to his love to get them to safety kept him going and by that time the next night, they found themselves in a small town in California called Beacon Hills.