Beacon Hills is the newest target in a pattern of attacks on werewolves designed to 'out' them as a violent threat to humanity. Derek Hale should have more important things on his mind than wondering what Stiles Stilinski sounds like getting fucked into a mattress. [AN: Updates will be posted every Thursday]

Stiles gets mixed up with spells, witches, vampires, and a huge surprise! Werewolves are a given. However, Derek gives him the biggest present ever. A/N: Contains elements of non/con, underage, vamp!Stiles, and mpreg. This fic is for the birthday of the wonderful Wynn1290! Top Derek, bottom Stiles.