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Chapter 1

Stiles

I didn't live in a house.

I didn't live in a flat.

I didn't live in what people would think was a normal living environment.

No. I lived in the SAA. The Supernatural Adoption Agency.

This particular place held around twenty children, aged from three to eighteen, that were all part of the supernatural world. Whether that be werewolf or vampire or whatever you could think of.

They didn't have humans and, yet, here I was.

My dad managed to get me to this place before he died, neither of us knowing that the people here didn't take to kindly to humans. But the woman who ran the place kept me anyway, using me as more of a servant than anything else.

I was to clean and file and do anything she told me. I wasn't to complain. I wasn't to talk to anyone.

She let the other kids do whatever to me. Letting them leave bruises and marks on my skin, sending me to the hospital more than once... And she even joined in at times, especially when drunk.

That was why I usually stayed at Scott's house. I could get away with it, so long as I spent one night and day at the Agency to 'take care of my duties'. Melissa didn't mind me staying round and more than once she tried to persuade me to live with her...

But I couldn't place that burden on her, no matter how much I thought of her and Scott as family, and vice versa. I just couldn't be held responsible for doing that...especially when she had enough to deal with already.

But they helped me whenever they could, and that was more than I could ask for.

It was the start of the summer – Friday, June 1st 2012 – and I was sitting in a diner with Scott. It was the same diner we came to every day after school, but it soon went from after school to just every weekday, so we could still come during the holidays.

And for good reason too.

I mean, for one, the food was awesome! Best curly fries ever!

But also because there was this guy that always seemed to come in a short time after Scott and I had sat down.

Derek Hale, one of two Alpha werewolves in Beacon Hills – the other being his mother. Derek had killed a rogue Alpha werewolf after said rogue tried to kill his mother, father, sisters and uncle.

Derek still lived with his old Pack, but he know had a Pack of his own – or so I heard.

The only reason I knew was because he and Scott had told me... Not that I knew that Scott knew Derek Hale until we first saw Derek in the diner.

Now it had sort of become routine: arrive at the diner, sit down, wait for Derek, order food when Derek got there, talk for a while, and go back to Scott's – unless I had to go back to the Agency. Though the Derek part had only started in the past two weeks.

Today, luckily, was a day I was spending at Scott's.

Anyway, Scott and I were sitting at our usual table in the diner, waiting for Derek to show up.

"Dude, no Harris until September!" I grinned, throwing my fists into the air as I slumped back into my seat. "Miracles do happen! Why did they even let him become a teacher?"

"Too many theories, man. Too many theories." Scott laughed, shaking his head a little.

Scott and Melissa – as well as the school – were the only ones that knew about my...living conditions. I didn't want people to know and thankfully no one else did. Only the people that needed to know, knew...

Not that the school knew exactly what happened behind the four walls of the Agency.

It was all too suddenly that my best friend stopped his laughter.

"Why won't you just come live with us, man?" Scott asked, his expression tightening as he spotted the newest bruise on my forearm. "You need to leave."

I sighed, shifting uncomfortably in my seat. It was something that we always fought over.

I would never tell Scott my reasoning, however. He would just tell me I was being ridiculous, that I was as more family than friend.

But I just couldn't tell him. And I couldn't say yes, either.

As I sat there, trying to think of a way to get out of this conversation, neither Scott nor I heard the door to the diner open. Which said a lot about Scott's wolfy super powers!

"Bro, you need to get out of there." Scott insisted, desperately."

"Get out of where?" a bored, gruff voice asked as I opened my mouth.

Man, Derek has great timing.

I turned to face the Alpha wolf as he sat on the seat next to Scott, seeing the usual raised eyebrow in place on his face.

"Chemistry!" I lied, before Scott could say anything, even though I knew my friend would never tell a soul about the Agency. "It doesn't provide a...uh... It doesn't provide much of a, um, challenge."

By the look on his face, I could see that he didn't believe me.

Well, it was the truth that Chemistry didn't provide much of a challenge for me, but Derek knew it was the reasoning behind mine and Scott's talk.

But the Alpha said nothing. He just left the conversation alone.

The three of us sat in the diner for a while, talking about anything. Of course, many of the topics I came up with were quickly turned down by Derek.

Sometimes, I wondered if the guy hated me... But that thought usually disappeared when Derek would actually defend me when any student from Beacon Hills High would walk by and make any comment or gesture towards me.

It was confusing getting all these mixed signals. But Derek seemed to be filled to the brim with them.

As always, Derek left just two hours after sitting down with us, saying little less that a goodbye. Scott and I only stayed around for another five minutes or so before we left to.

"Do you have to go back there tomorrow? Can't you just stay with us?" Scott asked, almost pleading. "I don't like seeing my best friend hurt."

"I told you, I can't." I sighed. "Now, please, let it go."

With a look, Scott shut his mouth before he could say anything more. Shaking his head like he did earlier. No matter how dumb people thought my friend was, he could be far from it.

"Come on, we can watch Batman." Scott grinned, trying to take both of our minds off of what was waiting for me tomorrow.

But no matter how hard either of us tried, I knew it wouldn't help...

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