"He's overprotective." Jeremy joked as they walked off. Stiles felt himself laugh.

"Yeah, Scotty always been that way. It's gotten worse since we lost Allison." He remembered telling Jeremy about her dying in a very long emotional email. He hadn't told him all the details but he had mentioned she'd been attacked, stabbed. He remembered saying that it was hard on him but worse on Scott and Isaac, who had left town to try and escape the pain.

"I'm sorry." Jeremy said softly.

"Me too." He said. After a couple minutes Jeremy stopped looked around and then changed direction. Baffled Stiles grabbed his arm and pulled him to a stop.

"What was that?" He asked. Jeremy looked down at the ground and then back up at Stiles.

"When I said I was a hunter, I meant it, I'm a Hunter. Not the kind like Ric or Chris, but like supernaturally enhanced to hunt supernaturals." Stiles watched as Jeremy shifted his feet, "I'm faster and stronger than normal people. I heal faster and my senses, while not as good as Scott's or Kol's are better. I can hear Ric." His friend fell silent and Stiles could see worry in his eyes. Jeremy was worried about how Stiles would react, it made him wonder who knew about Jeremy that hadn't taken this information well.

"That's awesome." He said giving his friend a smile. "Well then lead the way." It was amazing to see the way Jeremy's body lost most of the tension the hunter had been holding. He grinned back at Stiles.

"Come on."

With Jeremy's hearing it didn't take them long to find Ric, Liam, and Theo. Stiles had to remember to give Scott a high five for his group choices. Liam and Theo were good together, but the rest of the pack were still uncomfortable around the chimera. Putting him with a hunter that hung around with vampires and knew nothing about Theo's past seemed to have been the perfect choice.

Especially since when they found them.

Theo was in his full shift form, the solid black wolf was walking just ahead, while Liam and Ric trailed behind whispering to each other. Liam was carry his friends clothes and Ric, the hunter didn't look fazed at all.

Theo must have heard them coming because he stopped and stared at them when him and Jeremy came out of the trees.

"What's up Jer?" The hunter asked when he saw them.

"Scott caught a feral." Jeremy said.

"He's taken it back to shack we have the others," Stiles added, "We're supposed to tell you and Argent and then meet him back were the feral found us. He's hoping the wolf left a trail he can follow." While he was talking Theo had walked over and stood next to Jeremy, Stiles wanted to sigh, the wolf was staring at Jeremy, probably trying to intimidate him. However when he didn't get the reaction he wanted he huffed and moved over to Liam.

Stiles had to swallow an awwww when the younger man reached down and ran his fingers over the wolf's head. Stiles wasn't sure the two noticed they were doing it. Not wanting to ruin the moment he looked at Ric, "You guys find anything?" The hunter shook his head.

"Theo said he could smell better like this but can't catch a scent."

"You think they're hiding it." Jeremy stated.

"What? Is that possible?" Stiles asked. Because he hadn't even thought about it. None of the other wolves they had met had ever been able to hide their scent.

"For ferals, I'd say no. But if their leader is something else then it's possible." Ric said.

"Fuck." Liam cursed, "How do we find them if they can hide their scent?'

"We can ask Deaton?" Stiles said. As far as he knew no one had talked to the man in a while. Stiles hadn't. He wasn't sure if they could trust the man's loyalties. He seemed to want to be on Scott's side but he always talked about keeping the balance. He had helped the Alpha pack and continually kept secrets from them. But he was still knowledgeable.

"Who's Deaton?" Ric and Jeremy asked together.

"A druid." Stiles said, "He's pretty knowledgeable about supernatural stuff. If there was a way to hide a wolf's scent he might know it."

"Okay." Jeremy said, "Liam do you know where to find him?"

"Yeah." The beta said, fingers still playing with Theo's fur.

"Why don't you guys head that way, see if you can get anything out of him. Me and Stiles will go find Chris and tell him about Scott's plan. If Deaton gives you anything useful, you can leave Ric there," Jeremy shot his guardian and smile, "and race back here and tell us. You can track Scott right?" Theo made a strange barking noise that Stiles and Jeremy took for a yes.

Stiles was a little surprised that neither Theo or Liam seemed bothered by Jeremy taking charge. Maybe it was because his plan made sense.

Hours later, even with Deaton looking into ways for a wolf to hide their scent. They had nothing. Scott tried to back track where the feral came from, so did Malia, Theo, and the twins. None of them found a thing.

Which turned into the twins wanting to see the ferals.

Which turned in to the discovery that they only had a scent up close, a few feet away it faded into nothing. How the hell had they all missed that?

Stiles found himself getting frustrated. Someone was hiding these guys from them. They had no idea how many there were or when they were going to attack again. He knew Scott was mad because his eyes kept changing and the more wolfy members of the pack kept looking over at him.

By night fall, they were all tired and hungry.

Sam and Dean were the first to pull away, telling them they had a friend they were going to call and see if he could help. Ric left after, saying he needed to pick up Elijah from the station. Stiles and Malia practically had to drag Scott out of the woods, he hadn't wanted to give up. Stiles knew his friend was desperate to find the kids, but with no trail, there wasn't much they could do.

Jeremy helped Stiles get Scott home. It seemed the hunter understood, what was going through the Alpha's mind, because he mentioned resting and trying again when they weren't all so tired. Stiles was impressed by the low level manipulation.

When they finally made it home, he found his dad and Kol were sitting in the kitchen eating dinner. The vampire was actually munching on fries, while talking to his dad. Which had Stiles minds running over the fact that vampires could eat food.

He must have said this out loud because Jeremy tripped over his own feet when he started laughing.

"Duh," Kol said sticking another fry in his mouth, "How else are we supposed to blend in with humans?" The vampire gave him a smirk. And no, Stiles was too tired for this shit.

"I'm going to bed." He waved his hand at the other three and went up stairs. He didn't even bother to change out of his clothes before dropping on to his bed.

Corey's POV

He waited until Mason was passed out before he crawled out of his boyfriends bed. He knew Mason liked sleeping next to him, but the last time they had fallen asleep together Mason dad had caught them in the morning and had been pissed. He didn't care that Mason had a boyfriend, he just didn't want Corey staying the night. Corey wished he could stay, Mason smelled good and the bed was warm and inviting. But he didn't want to get Mason in trouble with his dad.

He hated leaving, Mason thought Corey went home each night to his own home and warm bed, which was a lie.

While his parents took little notice of him on the best days, and probably would have missed his death altogether, someone had reached out and told them. Which meant they noticed his return. His mother had screamed. His father had told him to get out. He tried twice after that to talk to them, telling them it had been a mistake but they wanted nothing to do with him.

Which meant he was on his own.

He had been sleeping in an abandoned house for months now. Mason questioned him sometimes about his appearance. Or his raggy worn clothes but he lied telling his boyfriend that his parents were struggling financially, Mason believed him. Even started giving him stuff he didn't wear or use anymore.

Corey wasn't too prideful to refuse his boyfriends help and gladly took the stuff home and used it. The only other people that ever questioned him were Scott and Liam. Liam because he was a good friend and like Mason noticed things Corey wished he wouldn't.

Scott, Corey wasn't sure about, he hadn't expected the older boy to notice anything. Scott was a good guy and Corey knew the Alpha was trying to give him space and allow him to do as he pleased, yet still somehow the older boy had noticed. More than once Scott had brought up Corey's home life, asking if he needed anything and if everything was okay.

It was hard to lie to the Alpha, but he had managed it so far. Thankfully.

But it was getting more difficult. He knew all three had noticed his weight loss and lack of energy. He ate good on the nights Mason dragged him to pack meetings, but other nights he had to steal food and it was getting harder. Even with his ability to turn invisible the houses and stores near him would notice food going missing, if he took too much or too often.

He tried to wear an extra layer of clothes around the pack, but he wasn't fooling them. Mason, he knew and was getting worried and Corey wasn't sure what to do.

He couldn't tell Mason or Scott, they would tell the adults who would tell Stiles's dad and he would be shipped off to some foster or group home. As much as this town drove him nuts, he didn't want to leave Mason or Liam... or Scott's pack. He liked being around others like him. And if he got sent away he would be alone.

He tried not to feel depressed as he crawled into the window at the back of the house he had been staying in.

It wasn't much but he felt safe here. He had a mattress with a few blankets on the living room floor, it wasn't the worst mattress he had ever slept on and the blankets had been Mason's so they were warm, soft, and smelled like his boyfriend.

He had rigged a metal pole and a few old baskets (he'd got at a yard sale) on to one of the walls. It worked as a closet, the pole was long enough to hold most of his shirts and the baskets held everything else. The place had running water, though not hot. He had tried to fix the old water heater in the basement but the dark damp room made his skin crawl and he refused to go back down there. He could live with cold showers.

While there was no power, he had found a few flashlights and set them up around the living room and kitchen so he could see at night. There was a couple old pans, that whoever had lived here before left, not that Corey ever used them. With no power and his inability to cook, they were useless expect to smash the occasional bug.

The only thing food he had in the kitchen were a few cans he had managed to steal from the neighbor a couple days ago. He wasn't hungry enough to eat one tonight. He had made sure to eat a bunch of the snacks Stiles had brought along for their search of the woods, even managed to pocket a few. He knew the lighthearted teen wouldn't have minded if he took more, but he didn't want to draw Stiles attention on top of the others.

He sighed and dropped down on to his bed. He was too tired to force himself to take a cold shower. He slipped his jacket and pants off, folding both and placing them on the floor before he wrapped Mason's red blanket around him and drifted off to sleep.

Ethan's POV

Ethan stood outside the tiny building that housed the local library. He had his ears trained on a very specific heart beat inside. He listened to the subtle changes every time the man moved around in a rush or talked to an annoying customer. It let Ethan picture in his mind what the other man was doing without having to go inside. His brother had teased him when instead of returning to their brand new, very empty, apartment he chose to come here.

He had no plans to speak to his ex, he was too exhausted after running around the woods all day searching for the feral wolves, to withstand a fight with Danny. A fight he probably deserved.

Him and Danny had been in the off phase of their on again off again relationship, when he had Aiden had fled town. Ethan had used that as an excuse to ignore Danny's frantic texts and calls. But the truth was he had responded or picked up, if he had heard Danny's voice, he wouldn't have been able to leave and stay gone.

It was the same reason Aiden had smashed his cell phone into hundreds of tiny pieces as they drove out of town. To avoid the temptation of the two they both cared about deeply.

"- dinner tonight?" a smooth voice asked bringing Ethan's attention back to the library and the man inside it.

"I could be convinced." Danny teased lightly and any plans Ethan had about avoiding his ex tonight went out the window. He quickly rushed to the door and pulled it open. He vaguely heard something beep as he entered, because Danny had turned when the door open and now stood their stunned as he looked at Ethan.

The overly tanned blonde next to him cleared his throat and Ethan had to bite back a growl when Danny turned away from him to look at the other man.

"Sorry," Danny said gently, "it seems I have plans after all." Ethan's whole body sagged in relief. Even if Danny was mad at him, at least the human was going to give him a chance to talk.

The blonde gave Danny a fake smile, "If you're sure?" Even from across the room, Ethan could smell the man's hurt at being regretted. It was lined with a bit of annoyance aimed at Ethan for ruining his plans. Not that Ethan cared.

"I am." Danny replied and Ethan grinned. "Maybe another time." The blonde told Danny and turned and started walking towards Ethan, or well the exit behind him, he must have noticed the smug happy look Ethan had on because he glared and made the mistake of meeting Ethan's eyes. The wolf inside him howled at the challenge it wanted to snarl and growl to tell this human it had no chance against him. It also wanted to bare its teeth and scare the hell out of the man. Make sure he knew to never come near what was theirs again.

The human had the nerve to stop walking a few inches away from Ethan, well within the reach of his claws, and opened his mouth to say something.

A growl build in Ethan's chest.

"Ethan." The command in Danny's voice was enough to stop the growl before it sounded. His eyes snapped to his ex, who had his arms over his chest and was glaring at him a disappointed look on his face. Ethan winced and dropped his gaze to the floor.

He heard the blond man scoff as he walked away.

"How long have you been back?" Danny asked after a couple long seconds. He still sounded annoyed but it seemed to have lessened a bit.

"Couple days." Ethan replied looking up and back at Danny. The other man looked good in a tight blue shirt that showed off his muscles, and loose but not baggy jeans. Ethan's mind went straight to what he wanted to do to the human, as he dragged his eyes over Danny's body. Danny's face reddened as he seemed to pick up on Ethan's train of thoughts.

Ethan's cleared his throat, "How have you been?"

"Really?" Danny huffed angrily, "You left, after I tell you I know what you are, no word and what you come back and think it will all just be okay?"

Ethan rushed over to Danny and wrapped his arms around him, the other man struggled for a second before he gave up and rested forehead against Ethan's chest.

"We left because Allison had been killed, and Scott wasn't sure he wanted us in his pack, And because Aiden was hurt. Without the pack connection, he was weak, we needed to get away before things got worse."

"Why didn't you tell me?" He asked pulling back to look at him.

Ethan closed his eyes, " I wasn't sure I could leave if I talked to you." He bent down using his nose to find Danny's neck and breathed the human's scent in, hurt, lonely, but relieved.

"Are you here to stay?" Danny mumbled. Ethan was happy the human hadn't pulled away when he started to smell him, he rubbed his check against Danny's.

"Yes." He said still scenting Danny. His wolf needed to have the human's scent on them and he needed to have his on Danny. Marking him so that the pack knew he was his. Not that the pack didn't already know, but it was instinctual.

"Good." Danny said before forcing their lips together. Ethan's moaned and pushed the other man back against the counter. Heard Danny groan as they pressed against each other, and Ethan's heart raced. He had missed his human's taste, his smell, and the amazing way it felt to hold the human close.

A hand pushed at his chest and he whined. Danny chuckled, "I'm at work."

Ethan groaned at the reminder and backed away.

"Come home with me when you're off?" He asked.

Danny laughed shaking his head. "What are you going to do for the next hour?"

Ethan looked around and found a chair, he pointed at it, "I'll wait."