Despite the beta not being a member of his pack, Derek reached across the table and lightly touched the beta's trembling hand that was wrapped around his coffee mug as if were a lifeline. The beta was a wreck and in an incredible amount of emotional pain. He could scent that the man had suffered a horrible and lonely life.

Remus could feel all his anxieties and fears bleed out of him just from a single touch from the alpha. "Thank you," he mumbled, cocking his head to the side and baring his throat to the alpha wolf in a sign of submission.

Derek growled lowly in approval at the beta's submission. "Calm yourself. I need to know details if I am to help the little one."

Taking a deep breath, Remus nodded his head. "Harry is the son of my best friend from school. James was more than my best friend, he was pack. James, Sirius, another friend of ours, Harry, and his mother were the only pack I have ever known."

Derek squeezed the beta's hand, his heart going out to the wolf. The man had only been six when he had been bitten, it's amazing that he made it to adulthood without a real pack to anchor his wolf. Pack was everything to a wolf and essential to their heath and wellbeing.

Remus smiled nervously at the alpha. He had never had an alpha comfort him before. "When Harry was fifteen months old his parents were killed, my other best friend imprisoned, and Harry was taken to live with relatives on his mother side. I had begged and pleaded, but I was forbidden from seeing my last pack member, my little cub. Not only was I forbidden from seeing him, but wards were placed around the home making it so I couldn't even find him."

"I didn't know that he was a true born omega, I didn't even know that there were born wolves in his father's bloodline. James, Harry's father, wasn't a wolf, and neither was his father, or his father before him."

"Born wolves usually don't present until around the age of three, some not even until older." Peter pointed out gently. He didn't know what to think of the other beta, but the man's guilt and anxiety were stinking up the room.

"He presented at three." Remus said brokenly. "If I had known, if I had even suspected, I..."

Derek squeezed the man's hand again. "You didn't know and you can't turn back time. I need to know what happened to him so I can help him. I know you feel guilty, but your guilt isn't helping your cub."

Nodding his head, Remus took a deep and shaky breath. "The aunt and uncle Harry was sent to live with were nonmagical people and cruel and abusive. They hated anything different, and Harry being a wizard was as different as you could get."

"So he has magic too?" Derek asked in shock. He had never heard of a born werewolf also being a born magic user. He couldn't help but wonder how powerful this boy was if he was both a wizard, and a true born omega. Hopefully he could help him, the little omega could greatly strengthen his small pack.

"You can't scent it on him because of his strong omega scent, but Harry is a wizard." Remus smiled softly as he remembered his cub's first bout of accidental magic. "He was eight months old when he had his first bout of accidental magic. He was trying to get our attention so he made his stuffed teddy bear dance across the room. I thought James was going to piss himself with how hard he laughed. He was so damn proud of his son."

Derek felt bad for the beta, he could hear in the man's voice how much he missed his friends, his pack. He too knew how much it hurt to lose almost your entire pack. He had lost everyone except Laura, Peter and Cora. Peter had been in a coma for so long that to him as was the same as losing him. The pack bond with Peter after the fire had been so feint that he could barely feel it..

"Harry was three when he presented as a true born omega." Remus continued. "It was the first full moon after his third birthday and he fully shifted into a wolf pup."

"What!" Peter cried as he lunged to his feet. "He fully shifted at three? That's impossible! My sister was also a natural shifter and even she didn't achieve a full shift until she was sixteen."

"If you weren't around, how do you know this?" Derek asked as he glared at his uncle.

"There are ways, magical ways, that a witch or wizard can extract a person's memories." Remus explained as he ran his fingers through his greying hair. "After his first full shift his relatives locked him in the basement and pretty much left him there to rot for seven years. His aunt ignored his existence, but his uncle and cousin liked to beat on him almost daily just for fun."

"He wasn't raped was he?" Derek asked darkly. The omega had smelled pure to him, but he needed to hear it with his ears.

"No!" Remus quickly answered, "but that was about all they didn't do to him. They beat him, broke his bones, starved him, and made sure that he knew everyday that he was an abomination and that he was unlovable."

Derek started growling, his wolf wanted to hunt these bastards down and kill them. A true born omega was a gift from mother moon herself, Harry should have been loved and spoiled. "So he has never been around an alpha?"

"No." Remus answered sadly. "If I had been there I would have scented him out and found him an alpha, but I didn't learn of Harry's status until he was thirteen. When Harry didn't to reply to his acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry when he was eleven, a teacher was sent to his home to check on him. They found him still in the basement covered in his own filth and completely feral. Instead of seeking out an Alpha to try to help him, they had him committed into a wizarding psychiatric ward."

Derek shook his head in disbelief. "Why didn't they place him with a pack?" The boy was pretty far gone now, but at the age of eleven he would have had a better chance at recovering. He wasn't so sure he would be able to help the boy now, but he was going to try.

"Wizards hate werewolves." Remus answered simply. "Harry is also considered a hero in the Wizarding World since he defeated a dark wizard at the age of fifteen months. No one knows what happened or how he did it, the dark wizard killed his parents, but when he went to kill him, the killing curse bounced off of Harry and ended up killing the dark wizard instead. They call Harry The-Boy-Who-Lived, he's a celebrity and there was no way they were going to let him live with a pack of wolves."

"So instead they kept him drugged and locked up." Peter growled.

Remus quickly wiped away a tear. "The Headmaster at his school and the Ministry kept it all hush, hush, they didn't want it getting out that they placed Harry with magic hating muggles so they told everyone that Harry was getting special training instead of attending Hogwarts. I found out the truth when I went to work at the school when Harry was thirteen."

"So he was in the hospital for two years drugged up?" Derek hissed.

"He was nothing more than a vegetable when I first saw him." Remus admitted as he once again lost his battle with his tears. "They were terrified of him so they kept him drugged up and magically bound to his bed. Not that they needed to keep him bound, Harry couldn't even lift his arms thanks to all the drugs in his system. Not knowing what to do, but knowing that I needed to do something, I reached out to my long lost brother for help. I had kept tabs on Chris and I knew that despite being a hunter, he was a good man that didn't kill innocents. With his help, and the help of a potions master acquaintance of mine, we were able to kidnap Harry."

"It has taken months, but we were finally able to wean Harry off of all the strong drugs he was on." Chris added. "We still give him the occasional sedative when needed, and when we can get it down him a nutrient potion, but that is all."

"And how has he been?" Derek asked wearily.

"You saw the scars on my side." Chris chuckled. "The boy has one hell of a bite and kick to him, but he only lashes out in fear. We can sit in the room with him and he won't do anything, but as soon as we get close to him he attacks."

"Does he talk?" Peter asked.

"No, and from what we can tell from the memories we extracted from his relatives he has never really talked after he was placed with them. He was left with them at fifteen months old and the abuse started immediately. I know before James and Lily were killed he was talking pretty good, but every time he tried talking his uncle would hit him so he stopped."

"Will the wizards come looking for him seeing as he's their golden child?" Peter asked wisely.

Remus pursed his lips. "I honestly don't know. They had planned on leaving him drugged up and in a hospital for the rest of his life, me kidnapping him was doing them a favor. Still, there is a strong possibility that they will come looking for him, but I have a man on the inside who will give me a heads up if they do."

Sighing, Derek leaned back in his chair and rubbed at his face. "This isn't going to be easy and I'm not even sure if I'll be able to help him, but I have to at least try. I can't help him here though, he has to be at the pack house surrounded by the pack."

Remus tensed even though he had expected the Alpha to want to take his cub with him. "As I'm sure you can imagine, he doesn't take moving very well. He still hasn't settled since we have moved here and it has been a few weeks. He also needs a room with no windows or the windows blacked out, after spending years in a dark basement his eyes are extremely sensitive to light."

Peter looked to his nephew. "We can clean up the lockdown room and put a rug and bed in it."

Derek's eyes darkened. "I am not putting the omega back in a basement," he growled.

"The lockdown room?" Remus asked, already not liking the sound of the room.

"It's where new wolves stay during the full moons until they can learn control." Derek explained to the beta. "It's a reenforced room that locks from the outside in the basement with no windows, but I'm not putting him back in a basement. He needs to be around pack, to be surrounded by them and be a part of them, it's the only way I see being able to help him."

Remus pursed his lips in thought. "If you put up some blinds, I can magically reenforce the windows so he can't break them and make it so he can't open the blinds. I can also make it so he can't leave the house."

"So you're just going to allow him to move freely about the house?" Chris asked with a frown.

"Not freely," Derek clarified. "but as long as there's a pack member in the room he will be permitted in it, unless it's someone's bedroom. He needs to see how pack members interact with each, he's always been locked away and isolated, he doesn't know how to live. The omega is nothing more than a feral animal right now."

"And sleeping arrangements?" Peter asked with a sly smirk.

Derek curled his top lip back in a snarl. "Watch yourself, Peter. Harry is just a child who is more animal than human, he probably doesn't even have the mentality of a two year old. As for sleeping, he will have his own room, but for now I will permit him to sleep where he likes. If he wants to sleep in one of the beta's rooms and they allow it, then that will be fine with me." He didn't point out that it will probably be better for the omega if he shared a room with him. If they were going to form a bond, which needed to happen if he wanted any chance of helping the omega, then they needed to be close to each other the majority of the time. Getting close to Harry while he's awake is going to be hard, not to mention dangerous, so getting close to him while he's sleeping is the safest, and less stressful on the omega, option.

Remus felt like a huge weight was being lifted off his shoulders, but at the same time he felt like his heart was being crushed. He just got his cub back, he didn't want to lose him again. Harry had to go with the alpha, he knew that, that was why he brought him here, but Harry was his pack and he felt like he was losing his pack member all over again. He now saw Chris and Allison as pack, but they weren't Harry. Harry was the last of his original pack. Harry was his cub.

Derek could easily read the beta's body language, not to mention scent his emotions. He knew that he was happy that he was going to take the omega, but he was also hurting. He wanted to offer the wolf a place in his pack, but he didn't know him and the man was an Argent. Still, the omega was part of his pack so he couldn't completely exclude the beta.

"You're allowed at the pack house, but until you prove yourself to me, you will not be permitted to sleep there." Derek reluctantly agreed. "You're an Argent so it's going to take a while for you to gain my trust. You and Chris may be innocent in killing my family, but I know for a fact that Kate is guilty."

"I have never even met my sister Kate." Remus defended. "I wasn't raised by the Argents."

"I understand," Derek said sternly, "but you still smell like an Argent and it has my wolf on edge. Just give me some time."

Remus nodded his head, he would take whatever he could get. He honestly hadn't expected the Alpha to allow him at the pack house so he was just relieved to not be excluded. He would do whatever he had to do to stay with his cub. "Thank you very much for allowing me to still be a part of my cub's life."

"You may not be an alpha, but the omega is still part of your pack." Derek explained. "You care for Harry deeply, as long as you don't give me a reason to ban you from the pack house, you're more than welcome there." Derek stood up. "I need to get the house prepared for Harry and explain everything to my pack, I'll be by tomorrow for the boy."

"Do you want him sedated?" Chris asked tensely.

Derek looked down the hall to the door where the little omega was being kept. He wanted to take him now, but the pack house wasn't ready. "I don't like it, but it will probably be best for him if he's sedated."

Chris grimaced, it looked like he was going to have another fight on his hands. "Thank you for agreeing to help, Alpha Hale. I know you don't trust me, but you're the only Alpha I trust with Harry."

Derek had to bite his tongue, he didn't trust Argent and he never would. He knew from rumors that Chris wasn't as bad as his father or sister, but he was still an Argent and still one of the best supernatural hunters out there. He couldn't afford to let his guard down around him.

***HP

Stiles was furiously typing away on his laptop, he had never heard of a true born omega before and he wanted to research everything he could find on them. He had heard of a true alpha, but not a true omega. He couldn't wait to meet the kid, even if he was a complete nutcase.

"Looks like we lost Stiles for the next six hours." Scott chuckled as he balled up a piece of paper and tossed it at his best friend's head.

Stiles didn't even flinch when the balled up paper hit him between the eyes. "Not all of us want to wander through life in complete ignorant bliss, Scotty boy." Stiles stuck out his tongue as he flipped his brother from another mother and father off.

Derek shook his head in exasperation. Picking up a screwdriver, he got back to work hanging the new wood blinds. "We're going to need all the help we can get with this omega, leave Stiles to his research."

Chuckling, Scott collapsed onto the sofa then placed his feet up on the coffee table. "Hey, since this omega is almost related to the new hot girl, Allison, does that mean she will be coming around here a lot."

Stiles rolled his eyes as he sighed loudly. All damn day Scott hadn't been able to stop talking about Alison Argent. She was hot, he could admit that, but she was also an Argent. He knew that it had been Argents that killed Derek's family and Derek wouldn't be too happy if Scott started dating her.

"So do we just treat this kid like a pet?" Isaac asked curiously, ignoring Scott's question. He had seen his alpha's shoulders tense, he knew how he felt about the Argents.

"You treat him like a pet and I'm going to knock your ass through the window." Derek growled dangerously.

Isaac held his hands up in surrender. "Chill, dude, I didn't mean anything by it. You are the one who said he was more animal than human."

From where he was sitting behind a desk flipping through an ancient book, Peter started chuckling. "You don't mess with, or insult, a true born omega in front of an alpha. Alphas are insanely protective over true omegas."

Lydia cocked her head to the side. "I thought omegas were the lowest in the pack?"

"Not true borns. True borns rank right up there with alphas." Peter explained. "True borns are as powerful, and in some cases more powerful, than an alpha. If a true born mates an alpha, the pack will become unbeatable, it's strength unmatched. The fact that this little omega is also a wizard makes him even more powerful."

"But a true born omega needs an alpha to stabilize them or else they go insane." Stiles read from the computer. "They can also become very dangerous and unstable. Back in 1932 an alpha in Scotland decided to punish his true born omega mate by banning her from the pack for six months after she went against his orders and released some humans he was keeping for entertainment. Four months into her banishment she went insane and ended up killing half her pack. She would have wiped out the entire pack but the alpha ended up ripping her throat out with the help of five of his betas."

"Oh joy, and we're going to be housing one of those here?" Boyd grumbled unhappily. "I want a padlock for my bedroom."

Peter snorted. "A padlock isn't going to stop this boy. I have never felt power like I felt in him."

"Well that doesn't make me feel any better." Boyd cried. "Why are we bringing him back here?"

"Because he needs help." Derek said trying to keep his patience with his pack. He could understand their reluctance, Harry was very powerful and unstable, he could be a danger to them all.

"Not to mention the benefits if we can help him and he joins our pack. There's not another pack on the planet stupid enough to take on a pack with a true born omega, especially if that omega is mated to the alpha." Peter pointed out with a smirk to his nephew.

Derek didn't want to admit it, but Peter had a point. His pack was small and made up of new and young wolves, he was surprised that they had managed to last this long against all the supernaturals that have come for them so far. Well, they had lost Erica to the Alpha pack and they were still hurting over her death, especially Boyd who had wanted Erica as his mate.

Beacon Hills was literally a beacon for supernaturals thanks to the Nemeton. When his mom had been alive and their pack large and powerful, they had been able to stabilize the magical tree and keep it from sending out a beacon to other supernaturals, but just him and his small pack weren't strong enough to stabilize the tree. The Nemeton's magic was wild and out of control and because of it Beacon Hills had been overrun with just about every species of supernaturals on the planet.

He didn't want to use the omega, but just Harry alone will be strong enough to stabilize the Nemeton and bring peace once again to Beacon Hills. That is if he could help the little omega, right now he was just too feral.

"So what are we supposed to do with the omega?" Scott asked.

Derek sighed. "I honestly don't know, Scott. If my mom was still alpha she would know what to do, she was amazing, but I just don't know. Right now I say let him do what he wants as we go about our normal lives. He has spent his entire life either locked alone in a basement, or knocked out on drugs, he doesn't know how to be around people...he doesn't even know how to be a person. We're going to make it so he can't leave the house and he will have his own bedroom, but I want him in whatever room we are in, even if he's hiding under the table. Let him get use to us first and then we will go from there."

"This should be interesting." Stiles mumbled from behind his computer.

***HP

Derek knelt down at the small omega's side, the boy was knocked out on whatever drugs Argent gave him so he was able to finally get a good look at him. Today, Harry was topless and wearing a pair baggy sweatpants. The omega was so thin and frail, he almost looked skeletal.

"Does he eat?" Derek asked without taking his eyes off of the omega. Other than the drugs in his system, the boy didn't smell of any sicknesses.

Remus cleared his throat. "He eats everything we give him, but he was starved for so long that he just doesn't gain weight. I have special nutrient potions that will help correct some of the damage that years of starvation have caused, but Harry can scent them a mile away and will refuse to eat or drink anything with them in it."

Derek grinned at hearing that. "You're a smart little omega, aren't you?"

"I packed the potions," Remus explained nervously. "I gave up on trying to force them on him, they were only making Harry distrust me even more. Maybe in time you will be able to get him to take them."

Derek wasn't sure about that, he was going to have to talk to Deaton about the potions. He didn't know much about true magic users and their potions, but he knew that they could do both incredible, and destructive things.

Reaching out, Derek gently traced a large raised scar on the omega's shoulder. Sadly it wasn't the boy's only scar, his torso was riddled with them. "Why haven't these healed?" The omega was a wolf, his body shouldn't have scars, not with their increased healing abilities.

Remus' wolf wanted to snap at the alpha touching his cub, he was very protective of Harry, but the man in him knew that the alpha wasn't doing anything wrong. He may have only met Derek Hale the day before, but his instincts were telling him that he could trust the alpha. Moony was just a little over protective of his damaged cub, but deep down he too trusted the alpha.

"Harry is a wizard too," Remus reminded, "and I believe that he isn't allowing himself to heal. He literally had it beat into him that he is worthless, evil, and deserved every beating he received. Hopefully, in time, he will learn that what his relatives did to him was wrong and that he is a good boy. I'm confident that if we can help him his magic will allow him to heal."

Derek sighed, this little omega was going to be a lot of work, a huge commitment on him and his pack, but the little one was worth it. He wasn't expecting any miracles, to bring a wolf out of such a feral state is almost impossible, but he was hoping to at least give the omega some kind of life, to give him a pack and loving family. His pack had their issues, especially after receiving the news this morning that Jackson was returning and wanted to join the pack, but he believed in his pack. Even in the worst of times they had each other's backs, he knew that once they accepted Harry that they will have his back too. He was expecting Jackson and his attitude to cause a few hiccups, but he was going to keep a tight leash on the teen. He really didn't want the teen back in his pack, but he had bitten the boy so he felt responsible for him. Hopefully his year away had changed him for the better, though he wasn't counting on it.

"Alright, pup," Derek said softly as he gently picked up the unconscious omega. "Let's get you home and settled in before the rest of the pack gets out of school. Everybody is anxious to meet their newest pack mate."