Stiles' POV
"Luka!" I yell, but he ignores me, going past Dad and up to his room. The bedroom door is slammed shut and I wince.
Dad sighs and runs his hand over his face. "We need to be honest with him, Stiles." Dad says, giving me a pointed look.
"And what would you like me to say?! Oh, Luka, guess what? The night we went to look for the body Scott was bitten by a werewolf?! And by the way, that thing that attacked you today is responsible for eight deaths!" I say. "Oh, how about this: You wanna know how many times Scott and I were almost killed?!"
Dad puts his hand on top of mine. "Stiles, he deserves to know."
I sigh, nodding. "Yeah, you're right." Sighing, I stand up, grab a piece of Luka's favorite pie, coconut cream, and go to his room. Taking a deep breath I knock.
"Go. Away." Luka says.
"Luka, can we talk? Please? I brought pie! Your favorite! Coconut cream!"
"I'm not in the mood, Stiles. Go. Away."
"Luka, please."
"No."
"Please."
"No."
"I'm prepared to stay here all night if I have to!"
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"Luka!"
"Fine!" He finally opens the door, and I hand him the pie.
"Peace offering!" I grin. Luka scowls at me, but takes the pie and begins eating it.
I sigh, coming in his room and sit on his bed. "I'm-"
"If the next word out of your mouth is sorry, I swear to God, Stiles."
"..."
"I want an explanation."
"Okay, okay." Taking a deep breath I begin to tell him everything. How Scott was bitten that night in the woods, Scott and I accussing Derek of murder, the kanima, Matt, Allison, Kate, Peter. The alpha pack. Everything. I told him the truth about Malia. The Nogitsune. About how Allison and Aiden almost died. Scott becoming Alpha. I told him everything. Throughout my speech, he just sat there quietly. Absorbing it all. Letting out a shaky breath, I say, "I didn't lie when I said that I didn't know what that thing was, I just left out the part about us, the pack I mean, being after it. About Derek trying to figure out what it is. When you Were scratched, I panicked. Derek said to be careful, to not let it bite, because the fangs are poisonous. He didn't say anything about the claws though. That's why I took you to Deaton. To see if the claws were poisonous too. See, Deaton is, sort of an advisor to werewolf packs. I'm sorry, Luka. I never wanted you to be involved. That's why I tried to keep it from you. To keep you from getting hurt." Taking a deep breath, I look up at my brother.
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Suddenly, there's a knock on the window. Luka and I both jump. Going over to the window I yell, "SCOTT! Not cool, man. Not cool!" Letting him in, I dust him off.
"Sorry, I heard Luka was attacked. Are you okay, Luka?"
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"I'm fine."
Scott turns to me. "You told him?"
"Yep."
"Everything?"
"Yep."
"Look Luka, I'm sure this is a lot to take in."
Luka scoffs.
"Luka, I need to know that you're not going to say anything." Scott says. I give a noise of protest. "I'm here to offer you a place in the pack. You're already an honorary member, because of Stiles, but I want you to be in the pack officially."
"You mean like you? Derek, Erica, Jackson? Whoever else that's a werewolf?" Luka asks.
"No. Not unless you want it. You can remain human if you want to. My pack does have human members. Stiles, Danny, Mason, Allison..."
"No."
Scott and I look at him in surprise. "No, what?" Scott asks.
"I'm not going to be part of your pack, Scott. Human or otherwise." Luka clarifies. "I'm not going to say anything to anyone, but I don't want to be part of it."
Scott and I glance at each other. Then at Luka. "Okay. You don't have to be part -" Scott starts.
"I don't want Stiles a part of it either."
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"I'll only stay quiet if Stiles isn't a part of your pack either."
I give Scott an 'I told you so' look. Scott sighs. "Look, Luka, I can't promise that. Stiles is an important member of the pack, and-"
"Then I can't promise that I won't say anything!" Luka says angrily.
"Stiles has been a part of my pack since the beginning! I would've probably been killed by hunters by now if it wasn't for him!" Scott says, just as angrily.
"Well, you'll just have to learn to deal with this without him." Luka says, crossing his arms, and glaring at Scott.
I sigh. "Scott, can I have a moment with my brother?" I ask. Scott nods and leaves without argument. "Okay. First of all, seriously?! You're going to pick a fight with Scott? Scott? The kid you watched grow up with me? And second, you're out of your damn mind if you think I'm gonna leave his pack just because you say so." I say, crossing my arms.
"He's not the same kid anymore. He constantly puts you in danger just by being friends with him! I don't like it. You could end up dead, and it'll be because of Scott! And don't even get me started on the rest of them!" Luka says.
"You don't even know them! They're my pack, my family, and I'm not leaving them!"
"So you would choose some surrogate family over your own flesh and blood?"
"If the flesh and blood is being a douchbag about it, yes." I reply.
Luka doesn't say anything. He just sits there, staring at me. I stare right back at him. Knowing my brother, he's either reconsidering moving back here, or Scott's offer to join the pack. I'm hoping for the latter.
It's a good ten minutes before Luka sighs and scratches his head. I raise my eyebrows, waiting for him to say something.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put you in a tough spot. Of course I'm not going to make you choose between family and friends. I just... I'm worried, that's all. I don't want you to get hurt." He says, sighing.
I move closer to him and put my arms around him. "I know. But you don't have to worry about that. Derek's been teaching me basic self-defence. And Chris, Allison's dad, has been teaching me how to shoot a crossbow. I may not have super human strength and reflexes, but hey, even a seemingly weak human can beat a werewolf senseless." I try reassuring him.
Luka chuckles a little. "Okay." He says.
"Okay what? You won't object anymore about my friends being were-creatures and won't announce them to the world?" I say.
Luka laughs and nods. "That, and... I'm thinking I want to be a part of it. So I can keep an eye on you."
I look at him in surprise. "You want to be part of the pack?"
He nods. "You think the offer still stands? I think I might've pissed him off earlier..." He says, looking unsure.
"Nah, he'll get that you were just looking out for me. As for the offer, I'm sure it's still good. Let's ask him." I go to the doorway and call for Scott. After a couple of minutes, he comes back upstairs.
"You good?" He asks, looking from me to Luka. We both nod.
"Actually, Luka has something to say." I say, patting my brother on the back. Scott just looks at Luka.
Luka takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Scott. I was out of line. I was worried about Stiles. I shouldn't have tried to force him to leave the pack." He says.
Scott smiles at him. "I get it, don't worry. I know first hand just how protective you can be. I don't hold anything against you."
I smile at Luka and nod. One of the things I love about my relationship with my brother is we hardly need words to understand each other.
"I... I changed my mind..." Luka says. "I... want to be part of the pack. As human."
Scott smiles wider. "Well then, consider yourself pack." He grabs Luka's shoulder. "We have a pack meeting in about a half hour. I'm gonna call everyone and tell them to meet here instead of Deaton's." He says, leaving the room.
"Didn't you guys just have a pack meeting? Before, y'know." Luka says, gesturing to his injured arm.
"Well, yeah, we did. But I think Derek has something on the creature. And we need to let everyone know we have a new member." I say, grinning at him.
"I see." Luka says, frowning slightly. Knowing him, he's probably nervous about the whole 'letting the pack know' thing and it's his first pack meeting.
"Don't be nervous, Lu." I say, patting his shoulder. "The pack will love you. Well, except for Derek, who's nothing but a sour wolf anyway, so eh. Oh, and Peter, but no one likes him anyway. And possibly Jackson, but he's a tool, so..."
"How can you be so sure about that? They barely just met me." He says.
"Because. You're a Stilinski. People love us." I say, effectively making him laugh. I grin. "But more importantly, they'll love you because Scott and I do. You're family, so you were already pack before we even made it official."
Luka smiles. "Thanks, Stiles. I'm not so nervous anymore." He says.
"That's what I'm here for." I hear knocking downstairs. "Showtime." I say, grinning at him.