John half staggered into the loft much like Stiles had done, but this wasn't because he was hurt this was because he saw his son laying on Derek's sofa cover with a blanket up to his chest and fresh white bandages warped around his chest, arms and neck. He looked pale and there was dark circles around his eyes it reminded John when his baby boy was taken over by the fox demon "Is he okay?" John asked, his voice was rare as if he was scared to speak. He still had images of himself attacking his son.

"He will be, he just need to rest he lost a bit of blood." Derek said as he looked up from where he was sitting next to Stiles. The sheriff saw the look over the wolf's face as he looked at his son at the moment he couldn't bring himself to ask as he walked over to the sofa and knelt by Stiles and took his son's hand and held it firmly as he watched the rise and fall of the boy's chest.

Derek could see that Sheriff had a shower and threw on some clean clothes but he still reeked of cheetah "What happen to you?" Derek asked, John didn't answer so Peter happily jumped in.

"Sheriff here was attacked couple nights ago by Beck at a bar and last night he attacked Stiles…" John growled at him but that didn't stop Peter "Anyhow Beck was waiting for him, I am believe he was back to his old tricks he was trying to rebuild his pack after they forced him out."

"He tried to get the Sheriff to kill Stiles." Derek said and then groaned before asking as he rubbed his eyes "Where is Beck now?"

"Well here is the thing John here may have giving our Spark a cut nasty cuts but it he wouldn't kill him so Beck did what Beck does best." Derek frowned deepen and John looked at the pair feeling like he was missing something

"Have I missed something?" John asked, Peter waved his hand to Derek who let out a disgruntled growl

"The reason why his old pack got rid of him because the hunters were going after them a lot only because Beck and his second would go out and attack fathers and sons. He would bite the father and wait for him to turn and then try and get them to kill their son. However if the father failed to kill their child Beck and his second would…"

"Would what?" John didn't think he wanted to know, but he need to know what that dead sick fuck would do to his child

"Rape them both of them and ummm then it was 50/50 chance that child would live. That is why the hunters tried to wipe out half the pack and those who survived sort out help to remove Beck as their alpha and sent him running."

John was pale now and looked like he was about to be sick as he looked back at his son who looked so small laying on the sofa "So what happen to Beck?" Derek asked again

"John killed him and dragged his dead arse up into a tree and fell asleep."

Derek stared at John as the Sheriff just stare at his son trying to stop his tears from falling "You're an alpha?" Derek asked, John just snarled and then they all heard a loud purring and they looked towards Stiles who rolled onto his side and was purring like a kitten. Then it drawn on John what Peter had said about his son

"You're Spark?" He sounded like he was ready to fight one or both of them

"It's a long story about your son and our pack, haven't you wondered why he never ran to Scott?" Peter asked as he stood over the sofa

"There is a bond that was made between your son's Spark and the Hale pack's Alpha. A Spark is like a moth and is drawn to the flame pulled closer and closer to the light that calls to it. Stiles was always going to end up part of this world because his Spark calls for it." The older wolf said with a smile

"Are you done now? Can we let them rest?" Derek snapped at his uncle.

Sometime later….

Stiles woke up felling sore and achy he blinked a couple of times at the large window at the loft and last night's memories came flooding back and he sat up with a gasp and looked around the room in a panic. He pushed himself up off the sofa and staggered on wobbly legs as John walked back into the living space "Stiles." John whispered when he watched the teen look around at him with bright golden brown eyes "Stiles shhhh it's okay." He kept whispering

"D…Dad?" He called out to him as John warped his arms around Stiles and pulled him into a hug

"I'm so sorry, I'm so so sorry." The Sheriff cried softly into his son's ear as he held him close.

They moved back to the sofa where Stiles pulled the blanket over himself and looked up at his father who was wiping his own tears away "Why are we at Derek's loft?" He whispered as he looked to see if he could find the wolf

"You came here last night after…well you know and Peter found me some time later." He told him as he handed Stiles a cup of water

"What happen after I left?" Stiles asked him as his ears felt sensitive

"Killed Beck." John said as he looked down into his hands, Stiles was quiet as he listen to his dad tell him what he remembered as his eyes flashed red and Stiles eyes widen and if his jaw could dropped off it would now

"Oh my god you're a fucking alpha." Stiles gasped

"Stiles!" John growled at his son's swearing

"I'm sorry but… but… holy fuck? You're an alpha…wait hold on…that were-cheetah bit me?" Stiles gasped as he placed his hand on his neck and hip where he bite him twice. "D…Does that mean I…I am…"

"Yes sorry Stiles you are." John spoke to him softly as he ran his fingers though Stiles hair.

"You spent most of last night purring like a kitten." Peter said as he came into the loft with a large smirk on his face as another person with him. "Guys met Poppy she the new alpha over Beck's old pack. Poppy met Beck's last victims."

The woman was tall and had soft brown hair her eyes were a rich chocolate brown. She had a closed off look as she walked over to both Stiles and John and looked them up and down. Before he held her hand out "Thank you for killing him, we had hope that the hunters would have finished him off." Poppy said as she shook John's hand

"Why didn't your pack kill him?" John asked

"We couldn't, no matter how much we wanted to. All we could do was have him and his second removed from our pack." John frowned and looked at Stiles who shrugged "Peter told us you killed him and now you're alpha…"

"I don't want to take over your pack I just want me and my son to try and figure this out." She smiled at him and nodded

"Thank you, the pack is always open to you and your son if you ever need our help." She told him "But I think you will be alright with the wolves."