A/N: I know this chapter is long over due and 'm very sorry about that. life got in the way and school. I hope that maybe now I can begin updating regularly but I make NO promises. please leave me comments and let me know you like it or any ideas you have for it. thanks.

Stiles POV

"Why are you doing this? How do you know about my dream with my mother!?" Instead of walking towards him like he wanted I began backtracking until I was flush against the porch rails.

"I'm not going to hurt you. Please come inside and I'll try to explain everything." Peter said. Then he turned and went inside.

I followed behind him slowly and tentatively stepped inside and walked towards the sitting room off to the right of the entryway. I quickly walked passed Peter who had stopped in the doorway and then just as quickly turned to face him. When I saw he was slowly advancing on me I started backtracking until I bumped into the couch behind me.

"Well? I thought you were going to explain!" I said defensively trying to distract him from coming any closer.

"If you'll just calm down well explain everything Stiles. Please sit down." I whipped around at the voice from the door behind the couch. It was the mystery man. I could make out the dark rinse jeans, black Henley, combat boots, and chocolate leather jacket and that was just the wrapping. I couldn't see what was underneath but I could make out the lithe form underneath that radiated power.

"Who are you? Why can't I see your face for?" I was becoming even more nervous and confused as this weird dream continued.

"You'll be able to see me soon and you'll know who I am in due time. That's not important right now. What is important is for you to sit down and listen. We don't have lot of time and you need to understand. Go ahead and explain Peter." Mystery man said.

Peter walked and sat on the opposite end of the couch and turned to face me.

"Stiles, we are your true mates. And I know you are with my nephew right now, but I can tell you he is not your true mate. The only reason it works is that he's an alpha right now. I know your mother told you about being special and this is what she meant, you have magic in your veins. You have the ability to have any mate you desire—as long as, they're alphas. And any betas or omegas you come across you will feel the need to mother them and protect them. I know you don't believe me…but deep down you know I'm telling you the truth." As Peter as talking Mystery-Man walked behind Peter and placed his hands on Peter's shoulders.

"So you mean to tell me I'm magic, you're not crazy, and I belong with y'all and y'all are the reason I always feel like I'm miss—" I cut myself off because I didn't want to give any information over to be used against me.

Peter just glanced at me knowingly. Damn him.

"It's okay Stiles. Soon we will be together and it will all be okay. I want you to stay strong and whether the storm. If you can you should start researching true mates and alpha mates. It will help you to understand more of what I'm talking about." Peter said while staring at me intently.

"You expect me to believe that you are all of a sudden a better person!? I'm not stupid you know. I know this is probably all a big scheme to hurt the pack or maybe kill them. Or this could—this could be a dream and not actually r-real." I hoped they didn't notice the way I stumbled over the words and the way my heart sped up in a rush of denial against the idea that this wasn't real. I don't understand why I'm feeling the way I do over them. I should be repulsed that they would even think we would be together but I felt—safe and complete while they were here.

"I have an idea. It'll help you with your research and prove that these are real. When you wake up go to the old hale house and in the front part of the third step it's a false side and hidden in it is my laptop with the entire translated and digital Hale library. The password is GrzegorzAleksy." Peter said looking away sheepishly.

"WHAT!? How do you know my real name? Why is it your password?" I was completely shocked and maybe—no I couldn't go there.

"I know everything about you Stiles and why not have my password be the thing closest to my heart? No one knows you're my mate. I couldn't tell anyone about you Aleksy. You are the most important thing in the world to me and I couldn't let anyone know about you before when I wasn't in my right mind and couldn't protect you." Peter looked deep into my eyes and it was like he could see my soul. I noticed that Mystery-Man had tightened his hand around the back of Peter's neck to comfort him.

I looked away from Peter because the longer I looked at him the stronger the need to throw myself into his arms became of the weird sensation I felt. Maybe my mother was right? No. I can't think about that right now. I need to get out of here before…before I feel anything…else.

"No. No I don't believe this. And don't call me Aleksy! I'm not your mate and I don't want you! I never will!" I shouted as I stood and began to pace. I hoped that maybe my heart wouldn't be so easily heard if I was shouting.

"You can smirk and joke and lie to your father, lie to your pack, lie to yourself, but not to me. I can hear your heart beating slightly faster over the words 'I don't want'. I know you may not want to believe it now but I am not the same mindless monster you believe me to be. I have changed." Peter said becoming more and more upset as he finished talking.

Mystery-Man walked around the couch and pulled Peter up and against his chest. Peter nuzzled his face into Mystery-Man neck and wrapped his arms around his waist. Mystery-Man turned his face towards me.

"We may be mates Stiles, but Peter is also my mate and I won't have you being needlessly cruel to him and try to intentionally hurt him just because you can't believe we are your mates. I believe it's time for you to wake up now. Come back when you can show more understanding. We will be waiting for you. Never forget that we will always be here for you." Mystery-Man said as he wrapped his arms around Peter and began running them up and down his back.

"Who are you?" I asked incredulously.

"Like I told you before, we will meet soon, and until we do I shall remain hidden from your sight while we are in here together." Mystery-Man answered.

I walked to the door and put my hand on the doorknob, but before turning it I turned back to look and saw something that would stick with me forever and cause me to have a revelation unto myself. Mystery-Man still had Peter wrapped up close against him but had tilted his head down to be able to murmur soothing, comforting words directly into Peter's ear. I had never seen Peter show any weakness, much less this vulnerable side he was displaying. As I watched for a moment longer I was suddenly hit with a deep, intense, aching longing to be there with them and knew that no matter what I told myself Peter was right I was lying to myself. There was something missing deep in the very core of my heart and I had a feeling that this was it. I just hoped that the journey to this possible future wouldn't have too many bumps in the road, but even as I thought that I knew it was a futile hope.

I turned back around and opened the door, waking to my alarm and another day of fighting with Derek and pups to comfort.