Peter paced the floor of the house he rented, he waited for those thick headed wolves to come back with some information about his boy but that was hours ago. "Where are those fools?" He hissed as he paced the floor once again when he heard the sounds of car doors closed and the when the door's finely open his two goons walk in one of them was carrying Stiles over his shoulder.
He was limp and his clothes were dirty and there was a smell of blood that covered the teen "What is this?" Peter snarled as he watched the stupid wolf drop his son with a careless thud on the sofa
"We hears him make plans with your blood for bonding, so we went to grab him."
"We didn't think he would fight back." One grumbled as he pointed at his missing ear
"So you hit him?" Peter snarled as he turned Stiles onto his back and h sniffed Stiles before growling "You raped him?" The brother grinned at each other completely ignoring the pissed off Alpha
"Not really you said we can't have his hole but nothing about that pretty little mouth."
Peter growled at them making them stop and then kneel to the ground as he stood above them "DID YOU NOT HEAR ME WHEN I ASKED YOU NOT TOUCH HIM AT ALL HE IS MINE! AND I ALSO ASKED YOU TO REPORT TO IF YOU LEARNT ANY NEW IMFOMATION ABOUT HIM. NOW I HAVE TO DEAL WITH A VERY ANGRY SHERIFF AND PACK COMING AFTER HIM!" Peter screamed at them "Get out of my sights, go and run a distraction on the pack… mess with the pregnant whelp." He growled
"Yes alpha." They said together before walking out the front door. Peter turned to look back at unconscious teen on the sofa "Alpha." Peter looked over his shoulder "You do mean we can fuck him right?"
"I don't care who you fuck as long as it's not my son!" And then they were gone.
Stiles groaned as he turned his head to the side feeling the throbbing pain in the back of his head ring around his head like hot white burning pain halo, for a moment he tried to remember what happen as he moved his aching jaw it all come flooding back to him…
….Flash back…..
Stiles left the supermarket and was walking to the parking lot carrying a bag of groceries for him and his dad for the next week. He picked up his phone while at the checkout and was still talking to the person on the other end "I know Derek, but it might be the only way to get creeper father of the year to leave me alone."
"You know it may not stop him." Derek told him on the other end. Stiles sighed and stood in the almost empty parking lot
"I need to try something, this sick puppy want's my arse this guy wants to mate with me, I don't want to be looking over my shoulders every minute of the day?" He sighed as he looked around the dark parking lot seeing a couple of cars mainly belonging to the employees of the supermarket
"I know Stiles, I just don't want to rush into mating there is 90% chance you could become pregnant." Stiles frowned and nibbled the bottom of his lip
"Shit I never thought of that… he wants to have pups with me. Derek you psycho uncle my dad wants to me to have his pups!" Stiles whined, Derek made a noise that sounded likely he forgot that as well
"No it will be my pups you will be having not Peter's." Stiles smiled weakly
"I love you."
"Love you to." There was a silence before Derek said "Next full moon." Stiles smiled and looked up towards his jeep
"Awesome."
He put the phone way and walked back to his jeep as was just about to put the groceries in the back when he saw two shadows loom over him. Stiles drop the bag before turning around and clawing at the one of the men's face, stumbling back the large wolf growled as his brother grabbed Stiles by the wrist and snarled at him, Stiles snarled back and lunged forwards and grabbed the wolf's ear with his teeth and tore it off "AAAAAAAAAH FUCKING SLUT!" He growled as he pushed Stiles back into his jeep stunning him. Both brother looked at each other before looking at the half wake teen "We should show him what we do to mouthy little sluts like him."
"Oh brother what a good idea." Scarred face wolf growled.
…...End of Flashback….
Stiles open his eyes and shook his head trying to forget about the two wolf's that fucked his mouth, moving his hands he found he couldn't bring them down. He moved his wincing in pain as he looked up at his chained hands above his head. He tried to pull them free struggling angrily at his bonds, the door in the room open and Peter walked in. Stiles looked at him wide eye with angry tears "Ah my little boy is a wake." He smirked as he walked over to the bed and sat down and trailed his fingers over Stiles face looking at the bruises "My poor boy look at those brute did to you."
"Get off me!" Stiles roar as he bite the Alpha's finger
"Ahhh." Peter growled before back handing Stiles "You will learn your place and you will learn to love you father!" He barked at him before turning Stiles head back to him his lip now bleeding along with his noise
"Y…You're not my father." Stiles whimpered. The alpha gripped Stiles chin tightly in his hand and lowered his face closer to his
"No matter how you much you fight me I will always be your blood as you are mine! My little mate." He then kissed Stiles on the lips. Stiles struggled as Peter claimed his mouth in a vicious way that left Stiles gasping for air and whimpering in pain when Peter pulled away. "You will learn my little wolf who you belong to soon enough."