Chapter Four: Crystal Clear
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Derek and his betas stood there, eyes so wide that they looked like deers in the headlights. The sound of Stiles' snarl broke the trance as Derek realized the twins made a reappearance to the group and were talking to Stiles. Talking to Stiles about a woman. "My Lord, Lady Jessica requested your presence. She says it is of the uttermost importance, my Lord." Stiles was pinching the bridge of his nose with his claws when he spoke back. "Alright. Get the Hale pack settled inside the house. They can't leave until Sun week is over." Stiles ignored the stunned looks from everyone including Derek. The twins were unlocking the cuffs and helping the betas stand while Samantha spoke to Derek. Stiles had disappeared inside the house minutes before, not even giving Derek to process everything. Though as they were lead back into the house and showed guest rooms, the Alpha got to thinking about the realization he come across. Stiles was a were-fox, an Alpha were-fox, and he couldn't help but feel a bit turned on by that fact. The sounds of a young lady's voice mixed with Stiles got his attention square on the Alpha's bedroom when Derek got up the stairs.
"My Lord, you can't just allow them to stay here. They could decide to wipe us out in a blink of the eye. I am not endangering this family like that. " Derek could see through the crack of the doors was a young blond woman with light blue eyes, tanned skin, and was wearing a black tube top that showed out the many tribal tattoos across her arms and body. She wore a simple dark blue jean vest over the top that matched perfectly with her jeans. Black cowboy boots tapped against the carpet, barely making a sound. Derek could smell the anger and fear that swirled around her. This pack really feared Derek and his pack would kill them. Did Stiles ever think that? "My lady, believe me in when I say that I know this pack. They wouldn't hurt us if we don't threaten them. Lord Hale is a good Alpha, I have seen how he works and I must say I envy the guy sometimes. Now please my Lady, it is still my birthday and you are not ready for the party tonight." Jessica curtsied as she leaved even though she was in jeans. When the front door slammed and she was gone, Derek slowly inched towards the bedroom doors. "Oh come on Sour wolf, stop being a creeper and get your ass in the room."
"It is your birthday?" All Derek could manage to say as he pushed open the door, finding Stiles standing in the middle of the bedroom. "Yes Sour wolf it is and honestly I could guess something like this would happen. Not even Scott remembered." Stiles was once again pitching the bridge of his nose. "I lost interest in caring about my birthday a long time ago." The sorrow dripped off his words as he spoke. The were-fox then stared out the window as the sun was just over the hills and the darkness was slowly crawling across the sky. "The staff will make sure to get you guys the right attire for this evening and Sam will probably help you with the guidelines. I will see to it that the twins bring the rest of your pack here to stay for the week." Stiles stood a step towards the vanity but his legs instantly felt like Jell-O and it was until he felt Derek's warm arm around him that he realized he had not crumbled to the floor.
"I am not used to the shift. I feel like a new born pup all over again." Stiles muttered in Derek's chest as he stood there. Derek had his arms wrapped tightly around the younger male, watching as the fox was nuzzling his face into his chest. The werewolf found himself in another trance as he inhaled Stiles' scent, loving the mixture of peppermint, silver, and pine. Then within seconds, Stiles' scent faded as the male ripped himself away. "I gotta go for a patrol run. That will help. You get yourself settled while I am gone. Pick any of the rooms down the hall." Derek nodded before walking Stiles disappear then the front door slam. Derek glanced around the room once before his eyes landed on the vanity again. His eyes were glued on the case file. He found they were just legal papers but a small red leather bound journal was underneath everything. A sun was imprinted in the front with the initials R.S under it. He kept he shouldn't look but he found himself flipping through the pages. The first hundred pages was in a young woman's handwriting.
December 1.
I just got back from the Hales home. I wish I was there more than for political reasons but my father seemed to be right, The Alpha will never think of us as friends just allies. His wife is so sweet and I think my son would get along with their children Derek and Laura. That will never happen though. I can't let Stiles near them. We were allowed to live here, nothing more,nothing less. If I slip up in my duty as an Alpha then this whole pack will suffer.
Derek realized that it was Stiles' mom who had written there and she had known his parents. He must have blocked the memories because he couldn't remember seeing the woman in his home. He had seen her around town but never in his home. He flipped through more pages until he spotted a page that had blood stains on it.
January 21.
I don't know how much longer I can last. It brings sorrow to my heart to find out that the Hales betrayed us. Half of my pack is dead or missing. I thought they would help us in the fight to kill the Argents. I was wrong. They told me that Argents had threatened them. That their son is dating an Argent and they can't risk his life. We started to inject the children in the pack with shots to mask their scents, weaken their bodies, so the wolves and hunters will think they are human. I need my son to grow up and make this world better. I don't want him to hate the wolves but I want him to show them kindness and loyalty. Show them what they failed to see before. Stiles, I love you son. Protect your father for me. Lead this pack better than I did.
A heart was printed on the bottom of the page in blood. Derek's hands shook as he stared at it. It was written a week before his family burned to death in the fire. The Argents were pure evil. Kat had twisted his own heart so he would tell her everything he knew about his family. Then they turned around, threatening his father behind Derek's back so they would slaughter Stiles' family, one of the last fox packs. His father had lied to him telling him that were-foxes were killed ages ago and telling him never to go into the valley. "What are you doing!?" Stiles' voice rung out in the silence. His eyes were glowing purple again as he stared at Derek. "Stiles..." All he could say before the journal was ripped from his hands. Stiles held the journal close to his chest, his eyes full of tears. "Get out." Stiles said softly, looking down at the ground. Derek took a step back, still looking at Stiles. "Stiles...I didn't..." "GET OUT!" Stiles roared, the journal falling to the ground. Stiles' eyes glowed bright and his fangs were bared at the werewolf. Derek felt his own tears run down his face before he bolted from the room and out the door. He heard the cries of Scott and Issac but ignored it.
When he get back to the woods above the valley, he completely shifted and just run through the woods back to his house. Half-way to the house, he realized he couldn't even go back there. It smelled like Stiles there too. The one person who he was beginning to trust. Derek let out a loud howl, a howl of pain and sorrow. The darkness swallowed up the sky when he heard footsteps in his woods. He snarled when he saw it was Samantha. "You are pretty stupid Hale but for the last two hours all I have been hearing your name off my Alpha's lips. I had a feeling that he trusted you more than you trust him. How he defended you, how he welcomed you in our pack's home and how he looks at you every minute. Now if you are done being stupid then get your ass over here, so I can get you ready for the party."
Samantha put a large backpack on the ground and put out some dress clothes. The werewolf let out a huff of air that sounded like a sigh before he transformed back into his human form. The head beta was not phased by his nakedness. He was not shocked seeing they probably had their own issues with it. Samantha took some strange wipe cloths, wiping down Derek's skin. "You gotta smell neutral when you face the pack. This stuff will dull your wolf's scent a little so we don't put too many people on edge." When she was done and let him get the most personal spots, she helped him into a white button up, black dress pants with matching dress jacket, and a red tie. She clipped a wolf head onto the tie to finish the look. "Perfect. I told him that you would look good." Derek looked down at his clothes then at Samantha. "Wait, Stiles picked this out myself?" "Yep. He even got the custom wolf head tie clip for you last minute." Samantha slung the bag back over her shoulder before she offered her hand out to Derek. "I gotta use some magic to get us back to the party in time. Take my hand." Derek slowly took her hand, the small hand fitting in his large hand before he felt a rush of air around them.