Chapter Seven

SNOW

Snow. There is snow in the mountain tops near and around Beacon Hills. It's not even the middle of December yet. The locals are only waiting for the time to snow in the town but the snowfall itself is relatively low to mild compared to other places. There once was a time that heavy snowfall drowned Beacon Hills into a foot of snow though. As for the supernatural and seasonal thing that was Stiles, it was partially his fault.

Around the werewolf circuit, the Alpha pack still hasn't got a move yet and the longer they take before coming to the Beacon Hills pack, the more nervous the local pack gets. Erica actually wanted to get this over with and not wait and sit like ducks so as Scott and Derek. Especially now since one of the Alpha pack knew them and was targeting Danny, it will be only in a matter of time that each member of the Alpha pack targets the other members particularly Allison, Lydia, and Stiles.


Meanwhile in the Stilinski household, Nick visited Stiles even though Stiles insisted to Nick that he is the one going to visit him since it is a bad idea if they do it in Beacon Hills. Since there are werewolves in town, Stiles doesn't want to get his cover blown. Annually when the mountain tops and nearby areas were covered in snow, the Stilinskis would go up there at least four times a month or once a week to get these two teenagers stop being restless.

Besides being able to harness the power of winter during its time, the Stilinskis found out a very rare occurrence within the family that only happens during winter or in any cold areas like Siberia, Scandinavia, Greenland and Northern Canada. It's all about being seasonal and Stiles in this context a seasonal thing.

Werewolves are rare enough as it is but even Stiles and Nick's kind are actually rare. It's so rare that Stiles is sure Derek haven't heard his kind or that it doesn't exist at all. The last time it happened was during the wake of the 17th century. A Stilinski was apparently mated to a werewolf who then produced this rare kind. Their first son was the first winter wolf. The remaining Stilinskis in their line didn't exhibit any werewolfitude or anything for that matter in the next generations but still harbored the seasonal magic of winter they held. Stiles and Nick are their descendants in the present time. Although from time to time, they discovered new winter wolves and so far only Stiles and Nick are the only ones in their generation.

They're actually a descendant of a werewolf that history nearly forgotten until it re-emerged again in the 21st century. It so happens that the werewolf gene is in Stiles' blood.

"The wolf gene runs within the Stilinskis not that we are all wolves." Cas once explained to the two dumbfounded young Stiles and young Nick back then.

The most curious of it was it is a seasonal thing. The pull of the moon doesn't have an effect on them just the weather but even that doesn't have much pull to it. It doesn't give them any other abilities besides their winter magic. And it's easily manageable, to Stiles at least. He has a much greater control than his cousin Nick. It is their ability to transform into an actual Siberian wolf at will which makes them stand out and an outcast in the werewolf community but it is only during the winter season. As far as werewolves are concerned however, their kind is rare and stuff of legends and fairy tales.

They don't actually have term for it until J.K Rowling and her Harry Potter series came out. Nick, who is a fan of the Harry Potter series, used the term 'animagi'—animal and magic to their condition which, Stiles has to admit, makes sense to say the least. They can shift to their wolf forms at will because of magic. But the term didn't really caught on though.

Both cousins turn into a giant Siberian wolf with blue eyes. They're quite bigger than an actual Siberian wolf and almost as big and similar as Derek and Scott's alpha werewolf form since both of them can turn into actual wolves as well as Peter being a Hale and all. At the same time, the two of them looked like a very giant version of a Siberian husky. Nick's fur coat is a pale grayish-white while Stiles is as white as snow, reflective of his pale skin.

Ladislaus doesn't believe in any of it until that year's winter season—Stiles first winter season without his mother. It was during that night when Stiles accidentally brought the insides of the house into a winter wonderland when Ladislaus found out that it was all true.

"At the heart of every legend, there is grain of truth." Ladislaus' grandfather once said to him.

As soon as they entered the house, a young Nick started to get agitated. He crouched down low and his bones started to break, piece by piece. Few moments later, he is this little Siberian wolf that was as big as a medium sized dog. He then ran upstairs and found himself with another white wolf playing happily in his room and covered in snow. There was just too much happiness but it had to be turned down. The whole insides of the house are full of snow.

That was then it was later confirmed when Ladislaus called his brother Wenceslaus about the situation a week later. To stop the snowing inside the house, they did the spell and surround the house with a mixture of Pine and Holly ash to keep the snowy accident inside the house, to keep the magic within, and not to spread it out across town. It also acts as barrier to Stiles' wolf side during the winter. Mountain ash has no effect on him at all.

And as it turns out one of Wenceslaus' sons, Sigismund was mated in werewolf terms and married in human terms to another werewolf. Wenceslaus' grandson from his son, named Sven, was in the similar situation as with Stiles. But he has a much easier time finding it out, considering Sven grew up in Luleå, Sweden with a werewolf pack looking out for him. Sweden is very beautiful country but very cold and snowy.

So in turn, Nick and Stiles considering they grew up in mildly cold town of Beacon Hills, they don't always shift to their wolf state unless it is winter which is around December. Stiles and Nick as well is very rare indeed. As it is rare, it is also quite confusing.


"This is a very bad idea." Stiles said to Nick when they entered the preserve. It's not snowing but it is very cold. It is cold enough that they can manage to shift. They didn't drive Stiles' jeep since if they did the others might notice it gone from their house or that it is parked near the preserve's entrance.

"Don't be such a baby. Your werewolf friends won't even notice us and it's not even the full moon." Nick said assuring Stiles but Stiles is still convinced that this is a wrong idea. It's definitely wrong.

"If we are attacked I am definitely blaming you." Stiles said.

"And I will save you. Don't you trust your cousin?" Nick asked. Stiles just rolled his eyes. Every so often, Nick would get the two of them in trouble during this time of year while the rest of the year, it is Scott and Stiles who gets in trouble.

Without warning, Nick shifted into his wolf form and ran away from Stiles. Stiles sighed annoyingly. In his human form, Stiles ran following Nick. While on the run, Stiles started to shift and a few moments later a white Siberian wolf was running, trying to keep up with the gray one.


Derek was having an internal battle with himself. He is currently parked near the Stilinski household with Scott on the front seat waiting whatever Derek's plan.

"Dude, are you going to stare blankly or go to the house and Stiles isn't even in the house." Scott said. Though Stiles' jeep is parked as well as the cruiser, the Sheriff is in the house.

Derek grunted and got out of the car. He went swiftly to the front door and Scott didn't even bother to get up and out of the car. Derek rang the door bell. Seconds later, the Sheriff opened the door.

"Good evening, Sheriff." Derek said formally.

"Derek, what do I owe this night?" Sheriff asked. Despite being a suspected murderer of his sister which Stiles all started but then again he was wrongly accused, the Sheriff is actually fond of Derek. Derek might not remember him in the past but the Sheriff actually comforted Derek right after the fire till her sister Laura decided to move out of Beacon Hills.

"Where is Stiles?" Derek quickly asked and without hesitation.

"Oh, he's out with his cousin. I don't know where he went and considering you are here, I guess Stiles forgot his phone again." The Sheriff said. There is a considerable amount of lie in it since Stiles did purposely left his phone.

Derek nodded. "Oh okay, I'll just go then."

"Alright, stay safe kiddo. I'll tell Stiles you came by." The Sheriff said and Derek nodded again. Derek quickly walked away and got back in to the car. Stiles house was their last stop during their nightly rounds.


"There are two wolves here." Derek said when they parked near the nearly completed Hale House. Derek's senses picked it up very quickly. Scott took a moment and noticed as well. They were in Derek and Scott's territory.

Soon enough, they both shifted into their alpha form. Derek's coat is as black as the night while Scott is as brown as the woods with a few black marks. Allison actually liked Scott's form and she was one of the first ones to see it. The other pack members haven't seen their wolf forms just yet only Stiles and Allison. Once, Victoria saw Scott sleeping in Allison's bed in his wolf form. Scott quickly woke up with his ears perked up and full of attention. Allison was still sleeping under his warm weight.

"You better not leave fur all over the place." Victoria said with a smile to him and patted him on the head. She was just there to pick up Allison's dirty clothes that morning.

Stiles found Derek's alpha wolf form accidentally when he unexpectedly went to the abandoned train depot to give something to Scott. He knew from Scott's text that he was training with Derek alone even though Stiles raises his eyebrows every time Scott mentions it. Scott and Derek were both in the wolf form and doing some sort of Alpha wolf ritual as Stiles likes to think. But the three of them knew what went there. And so he left the two that day.

Derek followed the unfamiliar scent of the two werewolves. They smell of snow, home, and surprisingly of sweet smelling chocolate chip cookies like his mom used to make for the family during Christmas. Scott also smelled the same scents and it was getting closer and closer.

Just a few feet away from them, they saw two unsuspecting wolves drinking water by the stream. One has a grayish-white fur coat while the other is white. Stiles, the white wolf, sensed to other wolves watching them. He nudged Nick and he looked up around his surroundings. He saw to other wolves just a few feet away from them. He knew this is what Stiles told him. They are the two alphas of the local pack to which Stiles actually belongs to.

Derek and Scott both growled at them for invading their territory. The two of them felt that these to other wolves are omegas but it still doesn't feel right. It is like they're half-omegas and half-betas, if there was such a thing. As far as Derek knew, there is no such thing.

Nick and Stiles looked at each other and before they could think of a plan, Derek and Scott ran towards them. Stiles and Nick quickly bolted out of their way. They ran quite far but ultimately they stopped and fight them despite Stiles' insistence to keep running away from them. Nick stopped to fight with Scott and Stiles ran a few distances away which Derek followed him.

The fight ensued. On one side, the match is very equal. Scott and Nick both have the same strengths and were equally matched. Scott is rather impressed by the Nick's finesse during the fight. Stiles, on the other hand, has a trouble of a very aggressive Alpha Derek. He knows Derek can quickly kill him and he needs to fight to keep himself alive but at the same time he doesn't want to hurt Derek. No one wants an Angry Stiles on the loose in Beacon Hills.

Derek managed to claw Stiles in the middle and Stiles fell to the ground with a thud. It wasn't severe but bad enough for Stiles to be unable to fight. He howled in pain and Nick and Scott heard it. Nick quickly took the chance to push away from Scott and rescue his cousin before he dies in his friends' hands. Whining, Stiles is whining in pain and annoyance at Nick. When Stiles looked at Nick, he shot a glare that said I told you so. For Derek and Scott, there was something with that howl that made Derek step back a bit and looked what he had done. Scott soon went to the scene.

Nick crouched low and inspected the wounds. He started to lick of the wounds and looked at Stiles' eyes. He is alright but hurt. He helped him to get up and since they clearly lost the fight, the two started to walk away as fast as Stiles could.

Derek and Scott shifted back in to their human form and followed the two wolves to wherever they're going. And then an idea clicked in Derek's mind. He quickly ran towards the two but Nick growled angrily at Derek.

"I don't know if you're actual werewolves and not even sure if you understand me but we… we're sorry. And we could take him to a doctor to fix him." Derek said to the wolves that stopped on their tracks and both started at Derek. Scott thought it was a stupid idea since they might not even be werewolves but actual wolves.

Nick and Stiles looked at each other. Derek looked at them as if they did understand what he was saying to them. Nick nodded after seeing blood continually drop from Stiles wound.

Derek smelled fear from the wounded wolf as he approached him. Stiles and Nick were both debating to their own minds whether or not to shift back. Stiles decided not to shift since the wound might get even worse as a human. Nick decided not to shift as well just to avoid any questions that would follow if he did shift back.

Stiles hesitated at first but then relented to Derek's touch. He carried the wounded wolf in his arms with Nick following behind, still in his wolf form, and Scott.

"I told you they're not terrorizing the territory." Scott started to scold Derek when the two of them reached the car. Thankfully, Derek didn't have the Camaro since Isaac asked if he can borrow it to take Danny for a date. Derek just ignored Scott and his morality for a moment and focus to take the wolf to Deaton.

"Maybe they're just passing by and took a drink by the stream." Scott said. That is a possibility but Derek just growled annoyingly at him. He knew Scott is right and it might have ended differently if the two of them didn't scare the two werewolves.

Derek laid the wolf-Stiles into the back while Nick hoped in next to him comforting his cousin. Derek looked at them and reminded him of his family. Maybe they're brothers, Derek thought while Scott took a seat up front. Soon enough, they arrived at Deaton's clinic.