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Four
Turns out Lydia Martin was a much better new best friend to have than Elena Gilbert could have ever been. Even before all the supernatural crap Elena had been selfish and just rude, putting her responsibilities onto someone else but Lydia was much more real. Lucian found himself at Lydia's place that Friday night, a spur of the moment invitation really but his uncle said he was fine to go although was perplexed as to why. The man was yet to discover that Lucian was gay so he wasn't ready to come out for a second time in eighteen months.
"So what about this?" Lydia asked, holding up a little red dress.
Lucian looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "There are two things a feisty red head such as yourself should never wear, red and yellow. Throw it away." He lounged back on her bed and scratched Prada behind the ears with the shake of a head. When Lydia had stated on his first day of school that she was claiming him as hers it was no joke. It felt good to have a best friend again, one that was uncomplicated. Sure Stiles told him that she wasn't the case and that Lydia being a Banshee was drawn to death and the like but like Lucian gave two shit's. "Do you have anything black?" he asked. "Or maybe even violet?"
Lydia thought for a moment. "I have a purple dress I got a few month ago but never wore it."
She disappeared into the huge walk in closet just as there was a knock at the door. Lydia's mother stuck her head in and smiled at Lucian. "Where's my daughter?" she asked. Lucian pointed to the closet and she laughed at him. "Oh you-well Lydia has some visitors, Allison and Hale are here."
Lucian sat up on the bed whilst holding Prada as Allison and Hale came in. "Hey," he waved.
"It's stuffy in here," Allison muttered before going to open up a window.
Lucian suddenly went all stiff, an odd scent of mint and black pepper rolled in with liquid desire hit his nose full on making his body react in weird ways. He jumped off the bed, his sights set on Hale who was standing there looking as ridged as Lucian was. "Lyd's I've gotta go!" he shouted. "Uncle John wants me back home!" he grabbed his bag and shot off through the door before anyone could stop him.
The hybrid ran the entire way back to the house. He shot in through the door, ignoring his uncle's stunned look from the sofa where he and Stiles were watching a movie and bolted up the stairs. He closed the door and went straight for the cooler under his bed and ripped out a blood bag and some clothes.
Lucian opened the bedroom door to see if anyone was there before he blurred to the bathroom. He slammed and locked the door before turning the shower on as he tried to mentally scrub the scent from his brain. He leant against the door breathing heavily as his wolf pawed right underneath the surface. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, counting to ten and letting it out-sure he didn't need to breath but it made him feel comfortable…almost human.
Once the shower was hot enough, Lucian stripped off and grabbed the blood bag before getting into the shower. Delicately he ripped it open and started drinking the contents within. When the bag was finished, Lucian threw it in the sink before realising that he was painfully hard. "What the fuck?" he growled under his breath, never had he ever gotten a hard on from feeding before. "This is ridiculous!"
Shamefully Lucian hadn't gotten such a reaction in a while, what with all the danger and life threatening going on. There was that one time where a certain blue eyed vampire had almost beaten him up for trespassing whilst looking for Elena but at least little Lucian had the decency to wait until he got home. "All this over a fucking mutt?" Lucian growled. He brushed his hair out of his eyes and closed his eyes before gripping his cock in his hand. Lucian reached out, his hand rested up against the tiles on the wall as the scolding water ran over his body.
Thinking sexy thoughts was kinda hard when that stupid mutt kept on popping into his head. In the end, Lucian just went with the flow and bit his lip, his fang piercing the skin and sending signals all the way down to his dick as he jerked it in his hand. He bit down on his lip harder and stifled a shout as he came in his hand, the hot water washing away any evidence of his activities down the sink.
"Lucian you okay?" his uncle asked from the other side of the door.
"Ah-yeah," Lucian replied. "Lyd's stupid dog peed on me. I just wanted to have a shower."
"Okay," John frowned. He paused at the door, "there's pizza on the table if you want any."
"I ate at Lyd's," Lucian replied. "Sorry-I should have messaged you."
The sheriff chuckled. "Na it's cool. Stiles will appreciate the sacrifice. Come join us if you want-movie night." He paused for a little longer before going back downstairs.
Lucian sighed and shut the shower off before stepping out to dry off. How disturbingly pathetic was he? Jerking off in the shower over a fucking manwolf. He groaned and pulled on a pair of boxers before heading back towards his room. Only problem was that sitting on his bed was an older guy wearing black and the stench of werewolf about him. Lucian closed his door gently. "Who the fuck are you?" he snapped.
The werewolf got off his bed and grinned. "Peter Hale. Imagine my surprise when I put in some calls and find out that my dear, beloved nephew is mated to a hybrid. Perhaps you and I could be of help to each other."
Lucian rolled his eyes. "Excuse me? Get the fuck out of my house before I rip your spine out through your throat."
Peter chuckled. "Classy, Mr Blackwell. Very classy. I actually came cause I have a proposition for you…a sort of alliance as it was." The hybrid raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. "My nephew Derek, he stole something off me and I want it back."
"Like what? Your My Little Pony collection?" Lucian teased.
Peter growled at him. "No. The alpha spark."
Lucian laughed. "You were an alpha? Wow-and your nephew defeated you in battle thus taking your status."
"You're a hybrid which means Derek won't be counting on you," Peter advised him, "I told him I'd find out what you are but I thought we should have a chat first. You're my nephew's mate. Little Issac…do you know what happens when a wolf makes a bond and doesn't consummate it?"
Lucian wrinkled his nose. "What?"
"You're going to go insane," Peter chuckled. "Slowly but surely by the next full moon you will go insane. Now I'm not sure how exactly it goes for vampires-you might want to check that out."
"Yeah I'll just consult Doctor Google for that." Lucian leant up against his door. "Why should I help you? What's in it for me?"
"A little fun?" Peter teased. "You left a rather impressive body count in MF, Virginia. Why don't you wanna get back in the game, Lucian?" He crossed over to his window and jumped out.
Lucian watched him go with an interesting look. His eyes flashed as he walked back to his door and went down stairs, he really had a lot to think about.
On Sunday morning, Derek and Hale came back to the loft to find the door completely bent and twisted to allow someone inside. Hale stiffened at the bottom of the stairs as his wolf pawed underneath his skin. Derek stopped in his tracks and grabbed at his frozen brother. "Hale? Issac!"
Hale shook his head before suddenly pushed Derek out of the way and bolting up the stairs. He pushed his way in through the open door to find Lucian sitting in the arm chair by the window reading a newspaper. "You!" he growled, his eyes flashing.
"Morning princess," Lucian grinned, sitting the paper down. "I thought I'd come and pay the local werewolf population a visit. Sorry about the door. I'd act like I give a shit but I really don't." He folded the newspaper delicately as Derek growled at him, ready to attack. "Oh please," the hybrid muttered, "I'm more likely to be afraid of a vacuum cleaner than you." Getting to his feet, Lucian dropped the newspaper on the table and looked at Hale.
Derek was standing in front of his brother, ready to use the alpha command if he had to, he could smell the arousal rolling off Hale in waves. He put his hand out and Lucian suddenly launched himself at Derek, knocking him to the floor. Derek's eyes flashed to red and he swung a clawed fist at Lucian only for him to blur backwards with a scowl. "What the fuck?" Derek growled, getting up.
Lucian was breathing heavily as he stared at Hale, all he could see was a blood red hue and the stench of mint and spice hang thickly in the air alongside the stench of wolf. He looked backwards and forwards between Derek and Hale before blurring to the broken door, vanishing without a word.
As Hale went to follow him, Derek grabbed his younger brother. "You can't!" he warned him. "Hale promise me you'll stay away from him." Hale looked sideways at Derek and whimpered. "I'm serious Hale…he's dangerous, he could kill us all."
"How?" Hale asked. "What is he?"
"He's a vampire," Derek frowned. "Stiles and his dad are in danger."
Hale's eyes widened. "What? I didn't think that vampires were even a thing. How is that possible? He's been out in the sun…if he's a vampire-we can't deal with him, find Erica and Boyd and deal with whoever has them."
Derek sighed. "I'll put in some calls, we can use the school as natural ground but the Argents need to know. Call Scott and Stiles and get them over to the school for two pm. Vampires are easy to kill, stake to the heart." When Hale whimpered Derek put his hands on his brother's shoulder, "I'm sorry Hale but if we kill it before the next full moon the mating pull will be broken. It's too unpredictable to let you do this." His eyes turned red again. "I'm ordering you as your alpha to stay away from him."
Hale gasped and stumbled back. "Derek-you-you can't!"
Derek gave his brother a knowing look and went to the door. "Call Scott and Stiles to the school. I'll deal with Deaton and the Argents," he ordered as he disappeared through the broken mass of metal leaving Hale alone.
