He sunk his teeth into Stiles shoulder, as he held him tightly in his arms Stiles screamed out in pain thought Peter's hand as the wolf clamped his hand over his mouth, he felt the tangy coppery blood spill into his mouth and it made his purr as he pulled back. He stood there licking his lips as he let Stiles drop to the floor with a heavy thud. He chuckled as he watched the teen lay on the floor helpless "We're going to have so much fun before I leave." He smiled as he pushed Stiles onto his stomach he moved his hands over the teen's backside and gave the jeans a quick tuck and watched then get ripped away, Stiles started struggling to push Peter off him, and the older wolf grabbed the back of his neck and held him down "learn to be a good bitch!"
Hour later Derek came by he hasn't heard from Stiles in a few hours and he was worried, he could see the sheriff wasn't home as he headed to Stiles open window, he climbed though and stood there in the bed room, it was 12 at night and after the day Stiles has he should be a in bed a sleep or a sleep at his desk but the room was empty, the wolf moved towards the door and open it. A rush of smells hit him from blood and semen his eyes wide as he flew down stairs "Stiles!" he called out looking around "Stiles!" He called out again in panic when he heard the small sobs from the kitchen.
He rushes into the kitchen and turns the lights on to find blood on the floor and ripped clothes, he then see Stiles curled up in the corner "Stiles." Derek whispered as he got down onto his keens, the teen just kept his head buried under his arms "Stiles it's me Derek." He tried again
"D...Derek." Stiles broke voice called to him as he looked up, Derek eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw the broken amber flecks in the teen's eyes
"What has he done to you?" he asked already knowing the answer "We need to get you to Deaton." He said, Stiles shook his head and curled himself even more "Stiles we have to no, we can't take you to the hospital and we can't let your father see you like this!" he said, the teen's eyes widen in fear as he moved closer to Derek
"W…What about the house, he…he will see and…and…"
"Shhhh it's okay." He whispered he took his jacket off and placed it around his shoulders and went to work on cleaning the mess up.
Derek screeched his car to a stop at a parking lot and got out and then scooped Stiles up and carried him into through the back of the vet's "Deaton!" The dark hair wolf growled as he walked into the back, he stopped and looked at Deaton who was wiping his hands
"What happen?" he asked looking horrified at what he was seeing as Derek placed Stiles onto the table
"Pe…" he stopped when he heard Stiles whimper "My so called uncle did this, I found out that he has been forcing Stiles to sleep with him for weeks and when I confronted him he walked out I found Stiles like this a little while ago." Derek tells the vet, Deaton set about cleaning Stiles up but because if the bite Peter gave him it seems that Stiles was already healing.
Stiles was giving something to help him sleep so he could hear quicker, Deaton then turned to Derek "There is going to be scars Derek, it seem that not all can be healed from the bite, Peter used something to make sure the bites scar." Derek growled at the thought of what his uncle has done to his Stiles
"He's a wolf I can smell it, but I thought only an alpha can turn someone he's not an alpha?" Derek said
"No but he was that might have been an enough for it to work."
"And he would have known this?" Derek asked him Deaton nodded to him
"Your uncle is very knowledgeable; he would have known what he was doing." He answered him "You have to treat Stiles carefully now, there was something I found it maybe to way to early and the test I did could be wrong…"
"Deaton!" Derek growled
"He seem to be pregnant."