Chapter 29

Well I'm back bitches! I know it's been a while since my last update. But between college, work and family issues. I'm doing the best I can.

6 months later

Stiles POV

It's the start of our senior year. Percy and I had healed up nicely. I was fully recovered from being used as a meat suit for the Nogitsune. I even got a power from it, as I could now shadow travel like Percy and Nico. I was still sad about Malia's death as I felt that I let everyone down.

I talked a lot with Percy and Nico about my feelings for her, and figured out that it was a crush. I even talked a lot with Piper, a daughter of Venus. She told me, that because of her mother's domain, she knew about my sexuality. That I was bisexual. I had always struggled with it, but I guess, finally knowing it, was calming.

So I walked through the double doors with my head hidden under my red hoodie, my headphones attempted to drown out the cacophony of the student body. The jocks, the geeks and nerds, the musicians, and the outcasts. I didn't even fit in with the outcasts.

After grabbing a locker assignment I threw my books into it. All I needed was a small notebook and a pencil that I tucked behind my ear in time for the warning bell to ring for first period. With my hands in my jacket pocket I headed to my first class in dread. I'd be glad when this high school thing was over. It was a bore. There were a billion things I could be doing with my time. Like joining my sister, Reyna at Camp Jupiter or joining Derek's pack when I graduate.

I stopped at a water fountain, bent down to take a few sips, then rose with the cold water sliding down my thirsty veins. My eyes closed at the delicious feeling. I wondered if I could somehow capture that feeling in my art.

With my eyes open I headed to class, my hand pushed my hoodie back and ran through my dark locks that were in desperate need of a haircut. It was getting floppily long that it fell into my eyes often until I messed with it so it was back. Percy told me I looked like a young Leo, but I didn't see it.

When I looked straight ahead I hadn't expected to be staring into a pair of grayish blue eyes. No one really looked at me. I liked it that way.

Those eyes belonged to a guy, a hot guy. From the distance, I could tell he stood a full three inches taller than me, at least. His cropped hair was shaved on the sides, much like the other fuck boys in our generation. You could tell he was a fuck boy from the way he looked. His black t-shirt was loose and tight enough to show off what he had. It was hard to miss, he was a big guy. Wide frame, thick arms, even thicker legs in dark jeans. His jaw was squared but covered in a light beard. His eyes scanned me up and down.

Frankly, I freaked out and veered off to the side for class with a less than stellar exit.

A hot guy looking at me hardly ever happened. This town was on a shortage of hot guys, let alone hot gay guys. If that guy was gay, I didn't know, but he had checked me out, which could've been in a completely heterosexual way.

In class, I hoped I wouldn't have to run into him again. Hot guys were a distraction from the goal. Get out of this town with nothing holding me back. Being on my own, it made it kind of easy to have that mindset.

On my way to a seat in the back, a paper ball flew past me and I let it even though I could see the act itself happen in slow motion. People thinking I'm weird and a freak would be too much.

"Stilinski, get any ass this summer?" Jackson teased. "Give any?"

Yeah, my secret was released to the entire school after he heard my conversation with Piper.

A few kids laughed, but I ignored them as I slid into my seat. Their homophobia did little to hurt me. In fact, I was used to it. Not many people here felt that way, but enough that it was prevalent, and enough that I wanted to escape it.

I pulled the drawing pen from my ear and went to work on a smaller version of what I would expand on at lunch in my sketchbook that sat in my locker.

"Hey, Stiles," Another boy asked across the class. "What does dick taste like?"

The entire class erupted into laughter. I only turned up the volume on my phone, the music did little to drown them out though.

"Anyone sitting here?" A deep voice asked.

My eyes slid up the same body I scoped out a minute ago in the hall. He stood by my desk.

"Huh?" I asked nervously.

He pointed to the empty seat next to me. "The seat, is it for someone else?" He offered a slight grin.

My head shook. So he sat down as the teacher appeared.

I took out my headphones but continued to draw in my notebook. When I was recovering from the Nogitsune event, I found that drawing really helped my anxiety. And I supposed I liked it because it was a big 'fuck you' to the educational system. Look how important your selective information was.

Every so often I'd look up to find the hallway guy staring at me or my art. I tried not to show how uncomfortable it made me, but if his slight grin was any indication, he could tell.

Line Break

As soon as the bell rung for second period I pushed my headphones back in and headed for the hall before any more jokes could be thrown my way. I slid the pencil back behind my ear and pulled my hoodie back down, causing some of my hair fell from under it into my face.

Someone pulled at my headphones lightly. I turned, prepared to give whoever it was the finger, but stopped myself when I saw it was the hot hallway guy. I took out my headphones in curiosity. "Are you lost?"

He offered a boyish grin that shouldn't have looked boyish on him considering he looked like a man. "A little. Could you help me out?"

With a quick debate in my head about why I shouldn't, I preceded to ask, "What are you looking for?"

He shrugged. "I don't know."

A little shocked at his response I cracked a grin with a laugh. "Yeah, been there." I took his schedule from his hands and read over it. "Theo Raeken," The top of his paper said. "Nice name."

My eyes glanced at him. Where do I know that name? It's familiar, but how?

I leaned a little closer and pointed to the second class. "That's upstairs. I'll take you there." When he took back his schedule his hand brushed mine and our eyes met. I instantly averted my gaze with what I knew was a fierce blush.

We walked down the hallway in awkward silence.

"I saw you drawing in class, is that something you like to do often?" He asked, breaking said silence.

"There's not much else to do around here," I couldn't keep the sarcastic tone out of my voice. "Besides partying with the Lacrosse team if you're into that."

"You're not into that?"

I looked at him with a raised brow. "Why would I be?" I didn't mean for it to come across as arrogant, but I thought it did.

His eyes ran over my face. "So what are you into?" He snaked the notebook out of my hand while I was distracted by his eyes. He flipped through the pages in interest. "These are good."

"You're about the only one that thinks that," I waved off even though I was beyond nervous he had a reflection of my most inner thoughts.

His brow quirked up. "Those kids from class, they make fun of you?"

My hand ran through my hair nervously. "Just when you think everyone accepted gay people there's a bigot waiting to smack you down."

He laughed. "It didn't seem like it phased you though."

My eyes met his. "That's because it doesn't. As soon as I have that diploma I'm out of here."

"Let me guess," He followed a step behind. "Some place that you can work on your art, maybe blend into the crowd until you become a nobody?"

I almost missed a step because my eyes flashed to his and I hadn't been paying attention. "Yeah..." I trailed off, trying to figure out how he knew that. Maybe I wasn't as deep as I thought I was.

"You have that look in your eyes." He joked with a smile, his eyes on mine as we turned the corner and headed up more steps. "Like you don't want to have your feet planted too firmly in one place for too long."

I played along. "How would you know that?"

"With eyes that blue, it's easy to see everything." He handed over the book, intentionally brushed his fingers against mine this time. "And your art speaks for itself."

Trying to figure him out, I watched him. "Something I said?" He asked with a half grin.

My head shook, then it nodded in reconsideration. "Everything you said," I stepped around a couple making out. "I don't really talk to people, they don't really talk to me."

His grayish blue eyes scrub up in amusement. "You don't like that I'm talking to you?"

"No, I like it a lot," I rushed to reassure him, then felt embarrassed by my eagerness. "I mean, it's nice."

He nodded with a teasing grin. "As long as it's nice."

My eyes went to the passing doors just to not have to stare at him. Ever since he opened his mouth it felt like I was under the heaviest microscope. "Where are you thinking of going when you graduate?" He asked.

I blew out a heavy breath. It had been so long since someone had asked me such probing questions that I didn't know the answers to them.

"Anywhere other than here," I glanced at him. "What about you?" I opened the door for asking questions about him. We had a limited amount of time until we had to go our separate ways before the bell rang.

Saying he didn't seem real felt stupid but he didn't seem real. Why was he talking to me? A guy that looked like him didn't talk to guys that acted like me.

"What are you even doing here anyway? A guy like you in a small town sticks out like a sore thumb."

His forehead wrinkled, his mouth held a questioning pout. "I came back here looking for something. It might be the same thing you want to find when you leave."

My brow arched. "And what is that?" I tried to give off a carelessness attitude.

"A purpose."

I stared at him. He had me by the balls, metaphorically speaking. Anyone could tell that I lacked a purpose just by looking at me, sure, but Theo could tell just by talking to me for five minutes.

What did that say about me?

My eyes went to the classroom he was about to disappear into and cleared my throat. He took a tentative step forward. "Sorry if I overstepped, but you remind me of someone." He gave a shy laugh that didn't seem like it would fit on a person like him. "Sorry, I'm a little nervous."

"First day jitters," I assigned the blame.

"No," He shook his head a little, his eyes met mine.

I looked around the halls for some indication that other people could see him. Maybe I was losing my mind. As if he could tell my thought process he laughed. "Thank you for helping me out." He pointed to class with the hand that held his backpack over one shoulder. "It was fun," I said sheepishly.

He grinned knowingly. "That's one word for it." He glanced at the classroom. "Guess I better go, it was nice meeting you, Stiles." He held out a veiny, beefy hand that I already knew would swallow mine up.

Still, I shook to make sure. My eyes focused on our hands together, a feeling of warmth crept up my arm and spread over my skin. My nose caught a scent that it failed to detect before. His scent. It was similar to my friends.

Seemed like a werewolf, but not entirely. It was connected to the Supernatural though.

He pulled his hand away as he backed away, the heat his fingers trailed along mine was like a match to a spark. His now even more intriguing grayish blue eyes tore from mine, he turned his back and strolled into the classroom.

The bell rung, which let me know that I was late. Not that I cared. I walked to my next class through what felt like cement. A nagging pit in my stomach rose and I didn't understand what for until the next day passed.

Then a memory popped into my head on why his name sounded so familiar.

Flashback (3rd POV)

When Scott and Stiles where eight years old they met the new kid, Theo Raeken. The three instantly became best friends and would always hang out and play together. They made an interesting group of friends as they were all very different from each other, Scott was sweet, nice and a little naïve, Stiles was adventurous, lighthearted and extremely sarcastic, and Theo was cocky, smug and a little bit dark. But despite their differences they were the closest of friends. Until one day the dynamic between Theo and Stiles changed.

Ten year olds Theo and Stiles were playing hide and seek with Scott near the woods. They were hiding from Scott.

"Here, let's hide here behind this tree" Theo said/whispered as he pulled Stiles down behind a big tree. "Tell me again why we are hiding together? If Scott finds us we both lose?" Stiles said as he sat down on the floor and faced Theo.

"Because there's no way Scott is going to make it all the way over here. With his asthma and his fear of the deep woods he's not going to find us"

"Then we should go back! We should make sure Scott is ok!" Stiles said as he started to get up before Theo grabbed his hand and pulled him down quickly. "In a moment… I just wanted to talk to you for a minute… I overheard my parents talking about moving away" Theo said sadly as Stiles gasped.

"You're leaving?!" Stiles cried out. "I don't know… I don't want to leave… I don't want to leave you guys… I don't want to leave… you" Theo said slowly and nervously making Stiles wrap his arms around Theo and give him a hug. They stayed that way for a while before they finally moved apart, both with sad faces. Then Theo surprised the two of them when he closed the distance between their two faces and pressed his lips to Stiles's lips. Stiles gasped as his eyes went wide and then he closed them still not fully knowing what to do next. Theo then pulled away slightly blushing and Stiles quickly opened his eyes.

"What? Why?" Stiles said unable to make much sense and finish his question.

"I wanted to" Theo responded. Stiles then grabbed Theo's shoulders and pulled him closer and gave him another kiss, to which Theo responded. Their kiss lasted a few seconds and then they both pulled away smiling. They then decided that they should go back and check on Scott.

A few days after Theo was leaving and Scott and Stiles were there to say goodbye to him and watch him leave. Theo's parents were packing up the car while the three kids were tearfully saying their goodbyes.

"We're going to miss you so much" Scott said as he hugged Theo quickly making Stiles nod in agreement.

"I'm going to miss you guys too" Theo said as he pulled Stiles into a hug. Scott then wrapped his arms around both of the other boys making them all laugh a little. They pull away at the voice of Theo's mother saying it's time to go. Theo is about to get inside the car when he stops and looks back at Stiles. He walks to Stiles really fast and leans in and gives him a quick kiss making his parents and Scott gasp. He then pulls away and says "I'll be back." He then runs and gets inside the car. Scott smiles and puts his arm around Stiles as they watch the car leave the parkway and then disappear from their sight.

Flashback End

Stiles POV

Eight years after that day. Theo is back, I can't believe it.

Some werewolf, at least I think he was a werewolf, he looks at us and then he looks at me and he smiles confusing me even more as to who he is but I can't help but think he seems familiar.

"You don't remember me, do you? I guess I look a little different since the fourth grade." Theo says to Scott and me.

No freaking way! It can't be!

"Theo?" Scott asks sounding really surprised. Theo nods still smiling and again he looks at Stiles and smirks at his shocked face.

"You know him?" Nico asks. They were all at lunch at their usual table.

"They used to. Trust me, I never thought I'd see you guys again. Couple of months ago, I heard of an Alpha in Beacon Hills. When I found out his name was Scott McCall, just couldn't believe it. Not just an Alpha, but a True Alpha" Theo says coming closer to the group.

I could see Percy and Nico exchange looks, "What do you want? And why are you back?" Percy asks a little guarded.

"I came back to Beacon Hills. Back home with my family. Because I want to be a part of your packs." Theo replied.

1 week later

3rd POV

Stiles was just attacked in the rooftop of the hospital and Theo came to his rescue and saved him. But he killed that guy! Like I killed Donovan! Stop! Don't think about that. He gave you no choice. It was self-defense!

"Stiles, you can't say anything" Theo says as he's still wolfed out and he looks at Stiles. "Please, don't say anything" he says pleading with Stiles as he stands up from where he was crouched up.

"Why not?" he asks. "Because I never said anything about Donovan" he says making Stiles's eyes get wide and get scared. He knows?! How does he know?!

"I know what happened to Donovan" Theo said as he let his face return to human form. "I know everything" as he said that Stiles grabbed him by his shirt and pushed him back until they hit the electricity wall making it spark up. "You don't know anything" Stiles yelled at him kind of surprised that he was able to push him with his human strength.

"I was there" Theo said as he turned them around so that Stiles was now the one against the wall. "I was at the library. Lydia found the book. She was texting us to see where you were. She said she left you at the library. I told her I was close, when I got there, I heard the scaffolding come down" he said still not letting go of Stiles's shoulders and Stiles still had his hands on part of Theo's shirt.

"You saw him?" Stiles asked.

"Just the body. I watched you come out. I was going to say something, but then I saw the cop car, and the body was gone. I don't know who took him, I only saw what you saw, and I didn't say anything because you didn't" Theo said as they both calmed down a little bit but then they suddenly realized how close they were and suddenly the tension just drastically changed.

Stiles saw Theo glance down at his lips and on natural instinct he too glanced down at his. The next thing they knew was that they were kissing. The kiss was anything but sweet and innocent like when they were kids, no the kiss was rough, aggressive and angry. Theo's hands went down from Stiles's shoulders down to his waist as he gripped Stiles's shirt hard and tugged at it bringing them closer together. One of Stiles's hands that had been slightly gripping Theo's shirt was now tangled in Theo's hair as he roughly tugged at it making Theo groan and smile into the kiss.

Stiles could feel himself get hard and when Theo pulled them even closer, their bodies touching Stiles felt how hard Theo was too making Stiles gasp and give out an unintentional moan and made Stiles grind his hips against Theo's naturally. Stiles heard Theo give out an animalistic growl at the feeling of their erections grind against each other, his growl in return turned Stiles on even more. I knew I shouldn't be making out with him for so many reasons but my body was reacting very differently without my permission. Stiles thought.

"Are you sure you don't trust me? Cause that kiss said something else entirely." Theo says and you can hear the smugness in his voice that just riles Stiles up so angry that he glares at him and says, "Shut the fuck up." He's smirking at Stiles and he look away from Theo to calm myself down. Stiles suddenly hears him move and get closer to him making Stiles instinctively move away so that he's now against the door of the jeep.

"You know I can smell chemo signals right?" Theo asks still smirking as he gets even closer to Stiles and Stiles put his hands in front of him against Theo's chest to keep him at bay but they both know that if Theo really wants to get even closer he will be able to with his strength.

Theo leans his face closer to Stiles making Stiles's breath catch and his thoughts stop as Theo being this close again just doesn't allow him to correctly think. Theo presses his lips against Stiles slowly at first like he's waiting to see how he'll react. After he sees that Stiles doesn't push him away Theo kisses him with such passion that makes Stiles winded. The kiss turns rough instantly and they both start to fight for dominance. Theo wins as he grips the back of Stiles' neck and pulls a little at his hair making him gasp giving Theo the opening to slip his tongue inside Stiles's mouth making him moan at the sudden feeling.

Their tongues battle as they continue kissing and making out. Stiles's hands grip the bottom edge of Theo's shirt and pulls it up a little so he's able to slip his hand under Theo's shirt and touch his skin, when Stiles' hand touches Theo's skin Stiles feels him tense a little before Theo lets out a moan of pleasure that encourages him to explore Theo's stomach and he can feel his abs underneath his fingertips. Stiles can feel his body throbbing with need and he roughly pushes Theo back into his side of the car and sort of get on top of him. Stiles hears Theo let out a noise of surprise that he took control but that's soon replaced by his trademark smirk.

They continue making out, which is becoming uncomfortable in their position due to the fact that they are still in the car. Stiles hears Theo give out a groan in desperation as while they are still kissing he tries to move their bodies in a more comfortable position while still being able to continue our making out. They find a position with Stiles straddling Theo and as their groins touch they both let out loud moans as they can both feel how much they both are enjoying this. They grind against each other over and over until they both start panting harder and Stiles can feel how they are both oh so close to climaxing.

I can't believe we are both so close to coming from just grinding against each other! And we're both still fully clothed! Holy shit!

Percy POV

Nico and I were meeting with Derek, Deaton and Scott. We had weekly meetings to keep up with our packs as well as keep our advisor up to speed on everything. Right now we were talking about Theo's arrival to Beacon Hills.

"He isn't a werewolf. We know what a beta, omega or even another Alpha smells like. He isn't a werewolf entirely. What do you think is a possibility Deaton?" I asked.

Deaton looked thoughtful for a moment before voicing said thoughts. "He could be a Chimera."

I exchanged looks with Nico in slight fear. We both have faced The Chimera, it would be bad if Theo was similar to it.

"We need to keep a close eye on him. He's already making moves on Stiles." I said which drew everybody's attention.

"How do you know that?" Scott asked.

I threw a drachma behind me and said "Iris, show me Stiles Stilinski, son of Bellona."

Behind me showed a make out session between Theo and Stiles in his Jeep. Stiles was on Theo's lap as they were going to town on each other. I waved the message away after about watching for 10 seconds.

"I just do Scott." I replied to his question.

Nico then spoke, "so now we all keep an eye on Theo. He might use Stiles, for something. We just don't know what it could be for." We all nodded and ended our meeting.

A/N: How was that for Theo's arrival to Beacon Hills? I mean that make out scene was hot just writing it up.

Updated: 02/27/2018