Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters.
Unbeta'd. All mistakes are mine.
The night was just like any other, the moon (not yet full) and stars lit the sky, easily seen from the porch of the the partially restored Hale house being away from the lights of the nearby town. Through the trees the night sky was as clear as any picture. The pack didn't notice this though because they were to busy looking forward into the night. Nothing was visible to the humans among them but the wolves could see as if it were day, the enemy fast approaching.
"Can you smell that?" Peter asked with his nose wrinkled, a large gust of wind passed over them. It was thick with the scents of the foreign pack. They stood in practiced formation just outside the house. Derek, Scott and Isaac in the front and peter and Jackson bringing up the rear. Lydia, Allison and stiles were between them, being human meant they needed the most protection if fighting were to arise but their presence was more to intimidate with numbers than anything else.
"Nope." Stiles announced not even turning to look at the man he so despised, covering his flank. He was holding a gun low in his right hand, police issue stolen from his father holding wolfs bane bullets supplied by Mr Argent. Allison was to his left carrying her signature bow and Lydia on her left, without arms, sure that this confrontation would not turn violent. The others could not convince the strong minded strawberry blonde to do otherwise.
"I wasn't asking you." peter state sounding annoyed but unsurprised.
"Oh, I know." Stiles, a smirk playing on his lips.
"Time and a place." Lydia sounded bored, glancing at her perfectly manicured nails before turning back to the distant pack.
To halt the conversation further Derek interrupted, "they're getting closer, not the entire pack though".
"Four distinct hear beats" Isaac stated, not fully concentrated on their conversation. Derek glanced over with pride for his pupil once again facing into the darkness.
"Fifty yards, not long now." Scott said absently, risking a love filled look to Allison. Worry was evident in his eyes but she simply sent him a reassuring smile.
A low growl erupted from Jackson moments before four figures became visible to the humans within their formation, blue eyes flashing. he made no move of attack, simply showing his aggression at their presence.
"You aren't welcome on this territory." Derek said before his betas did something irrational. This was obviously not an attack due to their lack of members but he could feel them tremble with anger for their lost pack members.
"Should I apologise?" said one of the faceless figures. A clear view was just outside the sight of Allison and Lydia however Stiles stepped closer as the newcomer spoke. Seemingly recognising the voice but found it obscured.
"Where was the welcome committee when we were last here" he continued, smiling viciously.
Lips were pulled back over bared teeth as snarls rose withing the pack.
However Stiles ignored the threatening noises from around him, stepping forward from the pack completely. A disbelieving look mixed with anger painted on his face as he stepped away from Scott's grasp and into the view of the other pack.
"Brother." One of the enemy wolves whispered to the original speaker. They looked to be twins but it was hard to tell in the low light. They both turned in Stiles direction and the first speaker also stepped forward, now no more than two metres from where Stiles stood.
They uttered his name in turn as the single name "Sean" fell form Stiles lips.