Okay, I know I should be working on Bullet With Butterfly Wings but my muse ran away with some of the other ones... so this came up instead. Hope you enjoy. Oh and this will more than likely be slash and really AU.
Derek's eyes flashed red as the brunette glared at him. He was getting the impression that the other Alpha's watched The Godfather one too many times. "So, you want me to put my pack on the line because you have a Hunter problem?" Allen questioned.
If he had the choice he wouldn't be begging this little shit for help, but his pack knew a lot about creatures outside of werewolves. He was only 17, so Derek's pride was going to be so wounded because of this. He would have turned more wolves if it wasn't for he Argents declaring war on the pack and he was already training four werewolves who could barely control themselves; at least this pack could. "There is a Kanima killing people in my territory," the older Alpha growled. "Will you help me or not?"
"How many of us do you need Hale?" Allen questioned, eyes flashing gold for a moment. Derek wrote down the number of wolves he would need, where they would be staying, and the town's name. "We'll be there in a week, make sure your pack house is ready. Two Omegas, about 10 Gammas, a Beta, and me," Allen told the Beacon Hills' Alpha. "Warn your pack on how our house is set up. And that we aren't like you."
Derek resisted the urge to throttle the bastard, opening the door of the small office and slamming it shut behind him. He noticed the small black haired male reading, music blaring too loud for a werewolf to listen to with out fucking up their eardrums. Suddenly the Native American's head jerked up, eyes flashing black as he saw Derek. The color knocked Derek off balance for a moment; he knew there were cretures besides werewolves in the pack but he could tell that the younger male was a werewolf. So the kid was probably from a long Alpha bloodline.
"Crowley!" He heard Allen yell. The Native American got up, marking the page in his book and walking into the office.
Well at least he knew the kid's name.