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When Derek had reached the school the bell had just rang for lunch at students were milling around the entire site making it impossibly for him to lock on to the scents of his pack.

All of them, not just Stiles. He told himself. Derek growled, low in his throat.

Whilst his pack had been on a goose chase the alphas were planning to strike at their weakest points and their plan had worked out perfectly. He knew he wasn't the most experienced alpha but he should have seen this coming.

Still, Derek carried on through the school hallways gaining a few odd looks until he heard the distinctive tip tap of heels coming from his left. Lydia was approaching him with Allison on close behind.

He met them halfway, "where's Stiles?" he demanded.

They seemed unharmed but startled by his sudden appearance. He was shocked and proud that Scott hadn't revealed to the girls that they were searching close to the school.

"I haven't seen him since first period." Lydia stated. "We were about to head to his locker-"

"He's not there." Derek interrupted, growing more irritated at the boys lack of presence.

He had passed the lock he knew was designated to Stiles of the way in and it was obvious the boy hadn't been their for at least a few hours. The scents of teenage hormones overwhelmed his ability top pick out his pack member specifically.

Fortunately the corridor was now empty and Derek could hear the footsteps of his approaching pack members. Scott and Jackson hurried to their respective partners but he knew that Peter and Isaac were close to their premises.

"Hey, are you okay?" Scott asked, taking Alison's hand.

"Yeah but we don't know where Stiles is" she explained. The two wolves turned to Derek.

"isn't that his backpack?" Lydia asked. The group turned to a bench outside the office. It was opposite the boy's bathroom.

Scott, Jackson and Derek stormed in whilst the girls stubbournly stayed outside. "An alpha's been in here." Jackson stated.

"They have him."

Derek stormed out.


Stiles eyes opened to the same face but he could hear other voices close to them. The rest of the pack, he thought. Stiles missed his own pack and the explainable sense of belonging he felt when close to them even if it was only Peter.

"Well, sleeping beauty, have you thought about my offer?" the alpha asked. Did he even tell Stiles his name?

"What? To release me and leave my home and never return?" he asked with mocking hope.

The man continued to look straight at Stiles, his eyes baring into his skull.

Tough crowd, "why do you want to turn me anyway?" he asked turning serious. "you know what will happen if you do and it doesn't end to well for one of us."

The idea confused him, shifters would go through, at the least, a short period of insanity after being turned. This would result in them attempting to kill everything in sight which included the ones who bit them. It made sense that so many of them were alphas.

The man laughed. "Let's not have to high an expectation of ourselves. I'm sure we'd manage to control a fellow pack member and, anyway," he paused for douche bag effect "if you feel left out, we aren't the only alphas here."

Stiles shuddered at the thought and hoped he could find his way out soon.


Yes, I know it's been ages. Thanks for staying with me this far Xx