Thanks to Jo for all the help with this chapter. Thanks to you guys for all the awesome reviews.

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Stiles woke in a strange bed, in the middle of a strange room, concluding he was in a strange house with a strange man licking him. He promptly freaked out.

'What the fuck!' He cried pushing the man away. Sure it was a hot man with a strong jaw and dark stubble and green eyes with black hair and everything Stiles usually liked in a man, but this was not how Stiles had expected his evening to end up.

The night had started out normal enough; he was hanging out with Scott his best friend. They had eaten a meal of burnt (previously frozen) pizza, Stiles had helped Scott with his homework (meaning he let Scott copy his own already completed homework) then they played Batman on the Xbox. Stiles didn't expect Scott to wolf out just because he kicked his ass, but alas, Stiles was left standing at Scott's bedroom window as Scott loped off across the street. Stiles chased him but the other boy was far away by the times Stiles was even out the front door.

He ran behind his friend none the less because that's what friends do right, and that's how he got in this mess. His memories were vague, at one point he was chased, and then he fell flat on his face. There was burning agony and the thought that he was going to die a virgin, alone in a forest. Then someone was caring for him, lifting him easily and carrying him.

'So who are you?' Stiles asked. He figured he at least had the right to know the name of the man who was licking him was. His struggling was doing nothing to dislodge the man's heavy weight from his body.

'Derek Hale.' Hot guy said. 'Now will you stay still so I can finish this?'

Stiles arched so he could see at what was happening. He was shirtless and he had no pants on. There was a nasty gash over his hip and another one closer to his left armpit. Derek was hovering over the one on his hip, the one that hurt. A lot. From looking at it though, Stiles figured he should be in agony instead of just burning hot pain.

Stiles watched in gross fascination as Derek lowered his head and started to lick the wound again. When he felt a rough tongue touch his skin he couldn't help but jump and try to push Derek away.

'What now?' Derek sounded exhausted. Stiles wanted to run his fingers through his hair and tell him to rest for a while. Huh, where the hell did that thought come from?

'Dude, your licking me.' Stiles said. 'You can't lick me. Not yet, you haven't bought me dinner. I need dinner before I get licked. And a gift, I like gifts. You should totally buy people gifts before you lick their body.'

'Are you finished?' Derek snarled.

'Um…ouch!' He said when Derek pressed a little harder than he probably should. Derek dropped his head back to the wound and Stiles figured he'd have finger shaped bruises from Derek's hands trying to hold him still, so he stopped squirming. Stiles watched in fascination as slowly but surely the wound knitted together under the attention of Derek's tongue. And that thought was disgusting.

'Good as new.' Derek said rising on his hunkers and slapping Stiles on the ass. Stiles squawked indignantly and attempted to protest that the manhandling of his ass will cost more than dinner and one gift before Derek wavered and collapsed almost on top of Stiles. He flung an arm over Stiles waist and the dude is strong because he tugged and pulled until he's spooned behind Stiles and Stiles feels all kinds of awkward.

'This isn't how I pictured this going.'

'Shut up.' Derek snapped. He's had a long day what with the travelling, blood exchange to kill his Granddad's illness, becoming Alpha, finding a mate, turning his first wolf then healing the wolf. All he wants to do is sleep for a year, waking only for food and sex. He stuffed his nose into the back of Stiles' neck and licked a long strip up it with his tongue, savouring the taste of his mate. Stiles shivered and tried to get away but Derek held him tight as he fell asleep.

When Derek woke the boy was still fidgeting. Derek sighed and stretched, making the boy freeze instantly. He's had about three hours sleep, it's almost six. He knows he has to get the boy out of the house and home, preferably without anyone seeing them. He pressed a wet kiss to the neck because he can't resist and the boy whined in his throat.

Derek stood up, he could do with a shower and a fuck, and something to eat in that order but he knows he'll have to forgo the first two. The boy watched him cautiously and Derek took a moment to appreciate how young he is, how vulnerable he looked as he lay there in his Green Goblin boxers and SpongeBob socks.

'Nice shorts.' Derek said waving a hand in that direction.

'Oh my god.' Stiles whined. 'Are you going to kill me now?'

'What do you think?'

'I think you're totally going to kill me. You're going to rip me apart and bury the pieces all over the world so they'll never ever find me and no one will remember me apart from my father who will be all alone, with just the memory of me torn cruelly from his arms and thrust into the unknown.' He covered his eyes with his hands. 'And I thought I was saved but now I'm definitely going to die a virgin.' His face reddened when he realised he said the last part out loud.

'I'm sorry I asked.' Derek said. He bent over his suitcase to grab a clean tee shirt because he had yet to unpack and felt the unmistakable spike of arousal. He glanced back, Stiles was watching him.

'Here put this on.' He said tossing the shirt into Stiles' lap. He dragged the one he was wearing off and tugged a clean one on, tossing the stained and dirty one in the hamper in the corner of his room. Stiles sat up slowly, pulling the black t-shirt over his head. 'Do you know what happened last night?'

'No.' Stiles admitted. Derek sighed and sat beside him. It felt good to be close to him. To his mate.

'You were bit, by a werewolf.'

'O…k.' Stiles said. 'Am I…'

'Yes. The Alpha that bit you, he bit you…wrong. If I hadn't found you, you would be dead.'

Stiles gulped and paled slightly. 'So how…'

'I bit you.'

'How could you do that? Freak!' Stiles snapped getting up and pacing the room. Derek rubbed his hands over his face. Stiles found a mirror and examined his wounds. His hip was a little red. The angry bite that had been near his arm last night, screw that, three hours ago was completely healed. His skin was creamy again with not a mark. Apart from a mole. He poked the skin. Nothing happened. Nothing hurt. It felt normal.

'Stiles, it was that or die. Do you want to die? Because I could arrange that right now.' Derek said watching Stiles examine his body. Derek's fingers itched to help him, to touch him and explore the pale skin. To show Stiles he was ok.

'No!' Stiles said. 'This is just a lot to take in and I don't even know where Scott is.'

'Who's Scott?'

'My best friend. Something attacked him a few days back and we figured out he was a werewolf. Last night we were just hanging out and next thing I know he goes all snarly wolf on me and probably wants my throat in his teeth before he perks up like Fido and barley opens the window before he's running across the street howling like a crazy guy.'

That was the strange howls that brought Derek in Stiles direction.

'I need to find him.' Stiles said.

'You need to go home. Are you a sophomore?'

'Junior. I was seventeen last week.'

'Good on you. I'll take you home.'

'Ok.' Stiles said. He screwed his nose up when Derek handed him his dirty jeans but he pulled them on anyway. He would rather wear dirty jeans than go half naked especially in front of Derek.

'Follow me. Don't make a sound you don't have to. And don't look around. Speak to no one.' Derek warned and Stiles suddenly wondered where they were and what danger he was in. He could hear a load of noise, listened to it all night while Derek snored at his back. There was breathing and heartbeats and wind rustling leaves outside. The small amount of rain that fell earlier sounded like he was standing in the shower in his bath tub. He rubbed his sweaty palms on his dirty jeans as he followed Derek into the dark hallway.

Stiles kept his eyes on Derek's ass as they walked, almost bumping into him at the top of the stairs when Derek stopped to listen.

'Sorry.' He whispered.

'Shut up.' Derek snarled. Stiles made a face behind his back but Derek turned to glare and Stiles wondered if the dude had eyes in the back of his head.

This house didn't feel like a dangerous place to be, there were family photos handing on pastel coloured walls, soft carpet under his shoes and a glowing light on a table by the banister beside an armchair. It was a perfect position to watch the front door from. Derek shushed him again as they crept down the stairs and curved around to the side.

'Leaving so soon little brother?' A voice said from Stiles left. He jumped forward crashing into Derek and fisting his hands in Derek's black shirt. 'He looks good in your clothes.' The voice sounded smug.

'I swear to god Laura I will rip you to pieces.'

'Oh don't go all Alpha on me grumpy. I just wanted to meet your little mate here.' She said getting up. Derek growled warningly and she stepped back. 'Ok, ok. Maybe next time, eh Stiles?'

'Yeah.' Stiles said, unsure of what to do. As he followed along the hallway Stiles wondered how they all knew his name. Derek hadn't asked but he'd called him Stiles and now this girl, this hot blond girl that he shouldn't be able to see because of the darkness, had said his name.

They got to the back door and Derek shoved him outside roughly before joining him, grabbing the collar of his coat and dragging him to a row of cars. It was cold and Stiles could feel the gooseflesh rising on his arms as Derek stopped beside a black Camaro. Stiles gaped in awe, falling in love instantly. 'Can I drive? I'm a good driver.'

'Just get in.' Derek said pushing him one last time before getting into the car. Stiles slid into the leather bucket seat and let his body savour the feeling, the comfort. The engine purred to life and Derek pulled out onto the driveway then onto a gravel road. 'Where do you live?' Derek asked. Stiles ignored him for a moment as heat from the seat suddenly tingled through his back and butt.

'I was supposed to be staying with Scott last night. Can we swing by his place?' Stiles said. Derek grumbled but complied, following Stiles directions until he pulled onto the street and stopped opposite the house Stiles pointed out. He listened carefully and heard two heartbeats inside. One of them definitely belonged to a wolf.

'Thanks' for saving my life. I guess I'll see you around.' Stiles said. He moved to get out of the car but Derek stopped him.

'No way.' Derek snarled. 'Do you think I'm just going to let another pack-less wolf run around here? You're mine now, part of my pack. I'll be seeing you a lot more than around.' He took his cell out of his pocket and held his hand out.

'What?' Stiles asked.

'I want your number dimwit.' Derek said and Stiles can hear him grind his teeth.

'Hey that's not good for you buddy, grinding your teeth.' He said as he punched his number into Derek's phone. 'You could have been sexier about it, you know, asking for my number, like writing it onto your arm with lipstick or something.' Stiles said looked around the car.

'Do I look like I have lipstick?' Derek said pinching the bridge of his nose.

'A sharpie?' Stiles offered shrugging his shoulders.

'Shut up.' Derek said as he called the number Stiles provided, only letting Stiles out once he heard the ring tone (Hawaii Five-O).

'I normally assign ringtones. I'll have to figure a good one out for you. I'm thinking Bad To The Bone…Why are you looking at me like that? Ok I'm gone. See you.' Stiles opened the door to run very far and very fast away. Trouble was he hesitated because he didn't want to go. He wanted to sit here with possibly the grumpiest person he has ever met.

'Do you remember how to get to my house?' Derek asked then paused, strange look on his face. 'Bad idea. Where do you live?'

'I'll text it to you.' Stiles promised as he leaned into the car from the sidewalk.

'I'll see you after school.' Derek said. 'Now get away from my car.'

'Where's your boyfriend?' Judith asked when Derek got back. He stopped long enough to grab a newspaper off the table and coffee from the pot. Derek ignored her and considered making breakfast and taking it to his room to get peace. And quiet.

'Alpha or not you will eat with the family.' His mom said reading his mind. Alan his dad is sitting quietly reading his own paper but he looked up to beam at Derek.

'You find your mate son?' He asked like Derek found a puppy in the woods.

'Stop teasing.' Linda chided her husband setting a plate of bacon and eggs down in front of Derek. He thanked her and flipped to the property section before tucking into his food. Judith leaned close to look over his shoulder.

'Moving already.' She asked.

'None of your business.'

'It is my business. You're my Alpha, have to make sure you're safe and know where you are at all times.' She said. 'So, Stiles Stilinski huh? You're really scraping the barrel there.'

'Have you been taking lessons from Laura in nosiness and viciousness?' He asks as his mom sets toast on his plate. 'Where is she anyhow?'

'She has three year old twin boys Derek.' Linda said. 'She has to play mommy sometimes.'

'I hope they're hyper and give her a migraine.' Derek said as he took a long drink of his coffee. Amy the youngest of the Hale family skipped into the room and immediately placed a wet kiss on Derek's cheek to distract him while she stole a piece of his toast. Amy was eleven and she was adorable, but he would never tell her that because she was also a little monster and would cast his affectionate words into his face. Besides he figured actions speak louder than words. His not killing her for stealing his food is affection enough.

'Will you drive us to school Derek?' She asked sweetly pouring herself a glass of orange juice.

'No I'm busy. And you stole my food.' Derek said.

'Awww please. You always used to drive me to school.'

'Can't you go with Judith?'

'Laura's cars in the shop and I don't have one. Mom or dad normally takes us.' Judith said painting black dots on her pink nails.

Derek shrugged. 'Not my problem.'

'It is. You're Alpha. Do you want your pack to let you down by skipping school and getting poor grades?' Amy said sitting across from him. Derek glared at her. She was small for her age, with light blond hair and big blue eyes. Right now those sad eyes pouted at him and he growled. She had this trick she played where she cried on tap. Derek hated crying sisters.

'If you're both ready to go to school by the time I finish my breakfast then I'll drive you.' He snapped. Amy threw her arms in the air and cheered. The sound of Carter coming down the stairs pulled everyone's attention away from Amy. Carter was eighteen and spent his days hanging out around the mall food court. Like Derek he enjoyed parties and girls, unlike Derek he had no direction in life.

'Loser.' He said flopping into the seat beside Derek. He pulled a mug of coffee towards himself and took a sip, screwing his nose up then dumping half a bowl of sugar into it.

'Your teeth will rot.' Amy warned him.

'You brain will rot.' Carter returned. Like Amy Carter had blond hair and blue eyes. The similarities ended there. Carter thought that all Derek did was party in LA when he was in fact studying werewolf law with one of the leading experts on the subject. Derek would have to remind Carter that there was no place for losers in the Hale pack. At least not under Derek's watch.

'At least I've got a brain.' Amy said.

'Have you got a job yet?' Derek interrupted their little argument as he finished the last of his food.

'No.'

'Well get one by the end of the month or you'll need to find somewhere else to live.' Derek said handing him the jobs section of the paper. Carter glared. 'Or look into community college.'

'You can't put me out of my own home. Dad owns this house. Only he or mom can throw me out.'

'You're right I can't put you out of the house. But I'm Alpha and Beacon Hills is my territory now so I can put you out of that. Get a job or get lost.' Derek said. Amy made woo woo noises while Alan smirked behind his paper. Derek tried not to glare at his dad. It should have been Alan talking to Carter like this and not Derek. His gut twisted in that tiny ashamed way that his dad was still letting his family away with stuff. That his dad wasn't Alpha. Then again if his dad was Alpha…

Derek finished the last of his coffee and took his plate and cup to the sink. 'Leave them son. Girls head out to the car.' Linda said moving towards the sink to tidy up. The girls did as they were told gathering bags and heading outside. Derek frowned when Alan stood to talk to him.

'Peter's not happy about you being Alpha.' Alan said. 'He's going to challenge you.'

'I figured as much.'

'You'll need our loyalty.' Linda said pushing her sleeve up.

'No. I haven't been Alpha twenty four hours yet.' Derek said frowning at his mom's wrist.

'Precisely. He'll be harassing the family about this. We have to act now, be strong. I believe in your Granddad's decision.' Linda said. Derek could hear the blood pumping through her wrist as he looked at it, the blood that was offering him strength. 'Bite us, you'll have our loyalty.'

'I have it anyway.' Derek said as he backed away.

'Yes but it's not sealed in blood. This will make you stronger.'

'I'll think about it.' Derek said turning and heading outside to where his sisters leaned against the car trying and failing to not look guilty. 'You two hear that?' He asked as they got in. Judith climbed into the back seat while Amy buckled herself into the front.

'Yes.' Amy said. Derek nodded.

'Stop eavesdropping.' He said but he didn't mean it. Amy especially, was great at passing him information, would call him with regular updates on the families private life. Derek knew she passed that information on to their Granddad too.

'Ok.' Amy said.

'So Judith, what do you know about Stiles Stilinski?' Derek asked trying to sound casual. He must have failed because Amy giggled.

'He's a loser.' Judith said. 'He hangs about with another loser and they're losers together, they're like the kings of Loser Ville.'

'Is that all you know?' Derek asked turning from the gravel road onto the main road into town.

'No. he has a crush on Lydia.'

'Lydia?' Derek asked.

'Lydia Martin. And on this guy Danny as well.'

'And?' Derek asked.

'And what? He's a loser so no one pays him any attention.'

Derek rolled his eyes. 'Do you really like him?' Amy asked from beside him.

'Yes.' Derek said. 'He's my mate.'

'Oh. That was quick.' Amy said. 'Will you bite us before school?'

'What?' Derek asked turning his head to stare at Amy. A horn blared behind him bringing his attention back to the road. The light was green. He drove forward a few feet before pulling in and twisting in his seat to look at his sisters. 'Not you two as well.'

'Derek it's important. Uncle Peter is really creepy.' Judith said shivering. Derek frowned at her.

'Why do you say that?'

'It's the way he looks at us.' Amy said. 'He just, I don't know, he just stares. It's sleazy.'

'How long has this been going on? Has he ever touched you?' He was met with silence. The two girls looked at each other. Then Amy nodded her head.

'He tried but I kicked him in the balls.' Judith said. 'I told him I would make sure every wolf in the family knew what happened if he ever tried it again. We make sure we're never alone with him.'

Derek was fuming; his knuckles were white on the steering wheel. 'Why didn't you tell mom or dad or even me?'

'Because he warned me not to or he'd do something to Amy. This was only last month. We've been avoiding him ever since.'

'If you bite us you'll have our loyalty but we'll have you.' Amy said in a small voice.

His little sister was right and Derek wanted to protect her more than anything. He couldn't wait to get his hands on Peter; to rip him apart for even thinking of touching his sisters but now wasn't the time. That time would come. Amy held out her wrist. Derek looked at the pale skin.

'After school.' He said. 'Don't want blood all over you now do we pretty girl?' He said, shifting the car into gear and pulling out onto the road.

'I've got a date tonight.' Judith said from the back seat. Derek realised he had plans of his own. He needed to see Stiles and Scott. He scowled.

'Cancel.' He said.

'But…'

'I said cancel. I need you two on my side.' Derek said pulling into the parking lot and stopping the car. The blue jeep behind him swerved around him and pulled into a parking space a few paces down.

'That's Stiles' jeep.' Judith said. Derek watched as he got out of the jeep with another boy, the other wolf. Stiles was still wearing Derek's shirt but he changed his jeans. He opened the back door and rooted around giving Derek a great view of his ass. Then he stood up and pulled out a grey hoodie, pulling it over the black t-shirt.

Stiles sniffed the air and turned his head in Derek's direction. His eyes widened and his hands reached out to grab the other boys arm tugging until he looked at Derek. The other boy shrugged and started towards the school but Stiles hung back looking in Derek's direction, unsure of what to do. He eventually followed the swarm of kids into the school, looking back every so often.

'Pervert.' Judith said good naturedly as she got out and blew him a kiss. Derek looked down at Amy. Amy looked back with a big smile.

'If you bite me I could skip school. Mom would totally understand.' She said.

'I thought you loved school.' Derek asked turning his car and heading towards Amy's school.

'I do but I love you more.' She whispered.

When Derek pulled into the parking lot he kissed her soft cheek. 'After school.' He said.

'I want the first bite.' Amy said raising her chin.

'Why?'

'Because I'm the best sister.' She said, grinning when he didn't deny it.

'Ok.' He said.

'Pinkie promise?'

'What? No. Get out.'

'Not until you pinkie promise.' She said crooking her little finger at him.

Derek rolled his eyes and held out his pinkie finger, letting his evil vile little sister have her way. She giggled as they promised she could have the first bite, after his mate, if Stiles would accept it this soon.

Derek watched her for a minute after she got out of the car, delighted that she found a group of friends immediately and headed inside with them.

He turned the car and headed home. He had a lot to do today. When he got through the back door he noticed his mother using the property section of the newspaper to clean her windows. 'Sorry did you want this?' She asked. Derek just rolled his eyes and went searching for his brother to see what his career plans might be. Derek was thinking fast food diner. He hoped his brother was aspiring a little higher.