A/N.
I have nothing to say to this chapter other than that I hope you'll enjoy it.
WARNING: There will be a flashback scene of Scott and Peter. You can skip it if you want to; honestly it made me uncomfortable to write it. It's written in italic.
Thank you to Jaylene Olebar for reviewing and I will tell that in later chapters there will be smut, (not written by me).

Chapter ten.
The Man.

"He's the one that plague me
in my sleep, he's the one that
makes me hate myself.
He's the one that made me doubt
my friends. He's the one that made
me doubt my Alpha." –Scott.

He was shaken awake by Deaton, the man beaconing him to follow him into another room. he casted a long glance at Scott as he left, his eyes only really leaving the teen when Deaton closed the door behind him.

"His chances for full recovery look good right now. Whatever you said or did to him must have worked." The man shot him a questioning look, "What did you do to him?"

The Alpha sighed deeply and leaned back against the door as he thought about the answer. He knew that no matter what the man would be angry at him, he had every right to be that, it was just so hard.

He groaned and looked away from the vet as he spoke.

"I'm not really sure if it's what I think it is yet. I have to wait for Scott to wake up before I dare to assume anything. But with the way my wolf reacted to him jumping and almost dying-"he snarled before he got control enough to continue speaking, "Scott and I share a bond that many people would call a mate bond. His wolf thinks that I as his mate am refusing the bond, a bond that has manifested on itself, something I have never heard of happening before. I can only be completely sure when he wake up."

He doesn't look up when he's finished, just, eyes on the floor until a hand lands on his shoulder and he looked up to see the vet smile, "I'm happy to hear that, maybe he suddenly won't break down crying anymore," the vet said and smiled before he left the room, leaving Derek starring dumbfounded after him.

"What?" he whispered to himself.

He shook his head before he followed the vet out to Scott. The teen was still on the table but now the light had been turned on, he could see that the color was slowly returning to the pup's face and he sighed relieved.

"Judging by the progress he's doing I dare assume that it will take him roughly two more days to fully heal, maybe a little more or maybe a little less." Deaton said.

Derek nodded and Deaton left him alone with Scott.

He didn't know what he could do. It was unheard of a mate bond that manifested on its own, without any sexual contact what so ever. But then again, the way they had been acting around each other, the deep desire in him to just make Scott happy and to have him as close as possible, and the overwhelming anger that invaded him when he found out what his uncle had done to him. It made all of it make sense.

A low whine made him jump in the air, before he turned his head to look at Scott. The pup's eyes were fluttering and his fingers reached out against the Alpha while his head turned from side to side, making the teen release another drawn out whine.

Derek moved back a couple steps and waited for Scott to do more. He didn't have to wait long before his eyes fully opened, golden eyes meeting his own forest green.

"Der," he croaked hoarsely.

The Alpha smiled but he didn't step closer. He frowned when Scott let out a whimper and tried to sit up, making him abandon his place to step forward and gently push the younger wolf back down on the metal table. When he tried to step back a clammy hand gripped his and he looked into Scott's tearful eyes.

"Don't leave," he tried to say but a coughing took over his body, making it shake and a howl almost made its way past his lips before Derek quickly shifted the teen and moved to sit behind him on the table, his veins black as he took the pain Scott felt and the howl died before it had even really begun, replaced by small whimpers as the teen held his arm in an iron grip.

It took ten minutes before the teen calmed down enough and the whimpers stopped.

The Alpha let a sigh escape him and bent it down to press a kiss to the top Scott's head, the younger wolf relaxing at the gesture and Derek could feel Scott go lax again.

He was disturbed when the vet came back again, this time he wasn't alone. Isaac walked behind him, his eyes downcast as Deaton closed the door behind them. it was first then that they discovered the position that Derek and Scott was in, and Derek saw a small smile break out on his youngest beta's face.

"Has he woken up," the vet asked but a smile could be seen on his face too.

The Alpha nodded once before bowing his head down to scent the teen in his arms, there was only a small hint on pain in his scent but he knew how good Scott was at hiding his pain so he let his hand touch Scott's and took the teen's pain until the moment Deaton stepped forward and covered his hand with his own.

"Don't take more. I know he's in pain, but believe it or not, it's helping him, if there's no pain, then he might let himself die." The older man's voice was serious and Derek let go of his pup's hand.

Another hand landed on his shoulder and he let his body slump on the table, leaning against Isaac.

"You can take him home. Make sure he gets a lot of rest, not too much work, his bones need to fully head before you can let him work again." The vet looked down and Derek got the feeling that he wasn't going to like what the man was going to say to them.

"It also means that during the next full moon, he will have to be restrained; Deaton looked down at the floor as Derek growled. He knew what the man was asking; he didn't want to use that kind of force on Scott, on his mate.

"NO!" he snarled and his fangs pricked at his lower lip.

The shout caused a distressed sound to come from Scott and Derek turned his attention to Scott and focused on his while Deaton gave Isaac instructions on caring for Scott.

The hand was back on his shoulder and the Alpha finally looked up again, Isaac stood with sad eyes, "Time to move him now Derek."

He nodded and carefully handed the older teen over to Isaac while he got off the metal table and held his arms out and took the teen in his arms again, Scott only whimpering slightly during the move.

Scott POV.

It was hurting. Everything was hurting. There was a movie that ran in his head, a movie of his Alpha pleading him to heal and kissing him, telling him that he loved him. He could feel himself being moved and his wolf tried to get out in a fruitless attempt to gain some control.

The moving didn't stop and he thinks he whimpered as he tried to coax his wolf to help him heal, he needed to, maybe it was Peter, and maybe Peter was back. It was that thought that caused the shift to fully set in and he could feel his claws and fangs come out and he knew that if he could open his eyes than they would be a golden color.

The moving suddenly stopped and he swore he was back on the table again, the one where he had been when Derek had been with him.

A low growl was by his ears and his entire body jerked as he tried to claw at the body holding him down. He didn't even get to lift his arm before the pain was back tenfold and he could feel the wolf retreating.

"NO!" he mentally shouted and forced the wolf to stay.

Suddenly he was leaned against a soft chest and despite the pain he was in some of the words penetrated into his crazed mind, words of love, care and tenderness that the beta knew would never come from Peter.

Derek POV.

He continued to whisper sweet nothings into Scott's ears as the teen struggled against him. He knew why the teen had tried to shift, to gain control. He had learned enough about Scott that after Peter, he had craved being in control of what he did.

When the struggle didn't die down and he could hear Scott whimper in pain, he snarled again and said lowly with his voice laced with command.

"Stop Scott, stop now!"

Both he and Isaac drew a relieved sigh when Scott slumped in the Alpha's arms but the claws and fangs didn't pull back.

Isaac looked concerned at him from where he was crunched at Scott's feet.

"Why isn't he?" he said and gestured at Scott.

"He's keeping the wolf close. It's both good and bad. Good because the wolf will help him heal faster. It's bad because the shift makes him less human, his wolf might decide that it's too dangerous for the human part of him to be in control."

He sighed before lifting Scott up in his arms again, they needed to get back to the lair in case Scott would wake up early again, the Alpha didn't have the energy for that.

He laid Scott down on a mattress and covered him with a quilt before stroking his cheek and leaving the room, there was nothing more he could do for the teen but to wait for him to wake up and deal with the problem them.

Isaac stood up when he walked out of the train and Derek noted the redness in the youngest wolfs' eyes and sighed, God he was such a terrible Alpha, he hadn't thought how Scott's jump had effected the younger wolf, that Isaac would miss him just as much as he would, if Scott had died in the jump.

"Come here Isaac," he quietly said and sat down against one of the walls.

"What do you want to ask me about?" he asked the beta.

Isaac handed him a envelope and said with downcast eyes, "I found it in his room, it says that it's for the pack to read, I don't think I want to read or see it," the teen says even quieter.

Derek took a deep breath before he tore the envelope open. A few pictures were the first thing he noticed but when he saw what was on them, a snarl ripped itself from him and his claws scraped the picture he held.

On it was Scott laying on his bed, tied up and covered in scratches and cum. Even on a picture Derek could see the tearstains that were on the beta's face.

He against better judgement handed the picture over to Isaac who also gave the same reaction but then he turned the picture around to see someone, most likely Peter, had written something.

Isn't he just beautiful?
He was so good that night, keeping quiet
and pliant for me, I think he enjoyed
the treatment.
Imagine my glee when I found out
what he was into; this is only
the beginning dear nephew.

Peter.

He saw the tears roll down Isaac's cheeks and could feel them roll down his own as well. Gently he pried the picture out of Isaac's hands and tore it to pieces. Still noting that Isaac smelled of guilt and laid an arm around him and pulled the younger wolf closer, "What is it Isaac?" he gently asked.

The beta swallowed and looked sideways at the Alpha before he finally spoke.

"One day when I was talking to Scott, I don't know how we even came near the topic but then I asked him what he was into when it came to sex," Isaac stopped speaking and Derek could see the blush the was creeping up his cheeks.

"It's okay, please continue."

"It was after I had gotten him to confess that he liked you, a few days after it I think. He was blushing so hard and the room reeked of shame and then he started crying and said it so silent that I could barely hear it," the beta swallowed and took a deep breath, "Peter must have figured it out too." The room felt silent.

Derek nodded to himself; he knew what Isaac was trying to say, without saying it.

With shaking hands he picked the second picture up and looked at it, he lost it. It was not just a snarl this time, he let go of Isaac before he ended up hurting the pup, and punched a hole in the concrete wall, the other wolf flinching and Derek could see the fear in his eyes.

"Take care of Scott," he said and stormed out.

Isaac POV.

He shook his head and without looking at the picture that had caused their Alpha to lose it like he had, he tore it to pieces and burned the evidence of it.

He wasn't sure when Derek would come back to them but he knew that he wouldn't go close to Scott when he smelled of rage, anger and disgust, not now, not when the other teen was so scared of him.

Scott POV.

He didn't know where he was, just that it was so soft that he wanted to stay asleep forever and never wake up again. He felt a bust of anger and disgust and noted that someone close was growling and snarling.

He tried to cover from the sound and memory but yelped when he couldn't move. Why couldn't he move? Oh God, he knew where he was, he knew why he couldn't move.

Peter.

He knew it from the moment that he woke up that something wasn't right. When he felt a hand slide up his tight, he knew what he had forgotten.

Today was Peter's day.

"Missed me love?" the man cooed, not once stopping the movement towards the teen's hip.

"Fuck you," was hissed out through clenched teeth, earning a hard smack.

"Now that's not how you speak to me, you should know better by now love and yet, you keep refusing the love I give you, the attention I will now give you when I know what you truly want."

The hand stopped against the teen's neck and squeezed hard before letting go again. Scott could feel a weight settle on his hips but he refused to move, he refused to beg, refused to give the man the satisfaction that came when he begged. He tried to move his hands and feet, to kick Peter away from what he had a feeling was going to be a very bad session, one that would leave him motionless for a long time, unable to move.

The man above him laughed and he could hear him make a clicking sound with his tongue, as if to say he was disappointed, "Oh Scotty boy, I have so many things in story for you tonight. See, I know Isaac will be home in exactly three hours, and your mother will work a double shift at the hospital. I plan on letting the young beta friend of yours find you here, all tied down and covered in cum and bruises, just begging for release."

Scott shuddered and he couldn't suppress the whimper at the thought of what would happen then. He shivered again and tried to get away when Peter took and rubbed his left nipple until it became hard thereafter he raked a nail over his chest, causing Scott to shudder and his body shook in a desperate attempt to get away from the man's unwanted touch.

He accidently bucked his hip in a hopeless try, to get Peter off him, but the man just smiled like he had been caught with his hands in the cookie jar and he smirked as his fingers danced their way towards his ass, Scott's eyes widening when he realized what Peter was going to do.

He starred with half open mouth as Peter held his gaze, he flinched when the man's fingers reached his ass hole and Peter smirked like he had archived something great.

At the first sting, Scott's resolve to not beg for it to stop broke and he began sobbing, his body shaking as much as the restrains allowed him to.

"No please, please don't, please don't, please stop Peter, Peter sto-"he broke off in a scream when the man bit down hard right in the neck and he cried out and didn't notice that the man had two fingers in him already, still dry.

"I won't fuck you tonight Scotty boy, tonight is all about the show, all about how you are going to look like when Isaac comes home and find you in your room. Maybe he will be disgusted by you, I mean you're his friend but maybe after this he's going to leave you all alone. Maybe he'll take the offer, maybe he'll be the one to fuck you tonight Scotty boy, to make you scream for mercy," the man said and twisted his fingers inside of him, making Scott cry out.

Peter laughed before he finally pulled his fingers out while he licked a long line along his throat, Scott doing everything in his power to not move, he didn't want to die.

The man looked down at his still soft cock and his tongue clicked again, "Scotty, are you not enjoying this? I thought that this turned you on," he leaned towards Scott's ear and whispered cold, "Get hard for me Scott or this is going to be a very long couple of hours, something that I know you will not like."

He nodded his head desperately as the man leaned back and watched his cock as Scott tried to think of things that would get him as hard as possible as fast as possible.

The man smirked as he watched his cock rise and Scott couldn't hide the spark of fear as he looked into the man's eyes. If Peter wasn't going to fuck him, then what was he going to do? His body shuddered and he tried to hide his head away but was rewarded by a hard slap to his groin, hissing at the pain it caused.

The man started to roll his hips slowly and in a way Scott would have enjoyed if it had been another certain werewolf that had been the one to do it.

"Can you just imagine what my nephew will think of you when Isaac tells him how he found you? You will be nothing in his eyes and every time he will look at you, it will be with disgust," Peter snarled and gave a hard thrust down, causing the teen's body to jerk up from the bed.

The man smirked and leaned down to suck at his neck, nipping the soft flesh before moving up to his face and holding it as he kissed him. There was nothing he could do.

"No please don't," he tried to beg and get away from the man on top of him. The man snarled and Scott howled as claws was dug into his skin and stayed there.

"Now Scott," the man started, the fun tone gone from his voice, "I may have lied to you about when Isaac would get home, that's the reason why I'm not going to fuck you tonight. In less than twenty minutes he will be back home again and I have to get you dressed up for the show, so sit still."

He tried to block out the sensations of what the man did to him, tried to make it so he thought that it would be Derek and not the man like it was. He couldn't stop his body from jerking as the man's fingers went in dry, all four fingers and he couldn't stop the cry that ripped itself from him, the man didn't like crying.

He focused instead on the pain from the wounds that the man had created, he didn't want to enjoy this, he didn't want this to happen ever again.

A loud grunt and a cool sensation spilled across his back and he drew in a sigh of relief, it was almost over now and he almost smiled when the man's weight disappeared from the bed, leaving him covered in cum and blood.

"Well I think this will do, Isaac should be here soon." And with that the man jumped out of his window, leaving Scott alone and tied to a bed as he suddenly remembered that Isaac would come in to find him like this.

Finally the tears came and the sobs started the moment he heard the front door open and Isaac's voice calling, "Scott I'm home again."

For a few seconds the only sound in the house was Scott's muffled cried, intensifying when he heard Isaac walk fast up the stairs and softly knock on his door, "Scott?"

He shook his head and tried to open his mouth to tell the other teen to go away, but then the door carefully opened and Isaac stepped into the room, stopping dead and starred at him with horror in his eyes.

"Scott," he whispered before Scott lost his fight to the darkness.

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