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I ONLY OWN SKYLER.

Liam Dunbar just turned fifteen when he was kicked out of his privet School and had to attended none other than Beacon Hill's high one of the schools there Lacrosse Team always beat when it came time to play against them. Why did he have to go to this school you ask? Well you see Liam Dunbar has Anger issues it's called I.E.D and one day he destroyed his Coaches Car and well he got kicked out and everyone on the team now hated him. He was the All star, or so he saw himself as the all star. If he was honest he wanted to be better than everyone at Lacrosse. Why? Because it helped, when he was on that field he could be himself and not hold back. You see Lacrosse is a messy sport, and his anger issues well they helped him win, they helped him strive to be the best of the best. On top of all that came with it the help from his Step dad and everything.

It's been the equivalent of three months now since he started at Beacon hills High School. He was bitten by his now Alpha and close friend Scott McCall, became unlikely friends with Stiles Stilinski, and ever managed to not push his best friend Mason away. But a fifteen year old can only take so much before he blows up and pushes everyone away. And today was that day. The biggest bully in school chose today to pick on him, for being short of all things. The only thing Liam new was one minute he was being teased yet again because of his height and then next he was in the locker room being put under a cold shower yet again. Why Scott and Stiles always went for that method he had no idea but it always seemed to work. After he was calmed down and slide to the floor Both Stiles and Scott walked over and sat on either side of the soaking wet Teen. "What happened back there Liam you have been doing so good what made you snap?" These words came from Stiles in a soft questioning tone. Liam looked over sadness evident in his eyes also shame where his pride normally gleamed. "He kept calling me short. I know I am short for my age and all but he just wouldn't stop and for some reason I just snapped it was like I couldn't control what my body was doing. It had a mind of its own and after that I don't remember anything till the shower. I hope I didn't hurt anyone. "

Liam new that Stiles and Scott fought day in and day out to make sure that the werewolf secret never got out. But for some reason the two always looked after him even when he was doing good and playing nice with others they always just kind of hovered around him as if to say your our pack we have your back. He was pulled by his thoughts with Scott speaking. "Bullies are like that liam. But that is what you have Stiles and I for. We will always be here to have your back. Pack means we protect each other, When one of us is down we all are and we do what we can to comfort a hurt pack member. We are family in the up most term Liam. Pack means family and you are ours." Liam nodded, but a part of him was already pushing the two pack members away from him distancing himself from them so he wouldn't hurt them like he did everyone else.

After acting like everything was peachy Liam just got up walked out still dripping wet and went home. When he got there he felt like something was wrong. Or something was about to change. He had always had feelings like this he just never really understood them. And this one was about to turn his world upside down. As if one Stilinski was not bad enough something in the air changed. The same scent only different, it sent a shiver down the 15 year olds back as he walked into his house. He was tempted to call Stiles or Scott but there was this voice in the back of his head that told him not to. And like every other time, he was home alone. His mother at work as well as his step father working at the hospital. He wondered in a way if this is what Stiles felt like with his dad always working and never being at home.

Liam had this urge to call Mason, anyone to come over and stay till one of his parents got home but he didn't. Not that he could really call anyone, as all his friends where still at school. Where he had chosen to leave early. He shook his head and closed his door and made his way up to his room where he closed the door behind him changed into more comfortable cloths and then crawled into bed. He curled himself around a bunch of pillows. As Liam closed his eyes and tried to push all the bad things from his mind, they all rushed forward. The fact that a bunch of professional killers had tried to kill them. How they had only just barely made it out alive. How it had been him saying the same words Scott had said to him that brought Scott back from the dark side as Liam had started to call it.

These where What consumed Liam's dreams, hell even his day dreams consisted of constant terror and fear because of the things he had gone through, in the past few months. He didn't realize that he had fallen to sleep until the sound of a loud banging woke him up. He groaned and got out of bed. He had bed head but he didn't care this was his house after all. He walked down the stairs to his front door and opened it. He was greeted by two of the people he didn't really want to see. He spoke in a gruff full of sleep voice. "What do you two want?" He spoke even though he stepped back and let the other two teens into his house. He closed the door and walked over to the couch and sat down. "We wanted to check on you. You left school we where concerned about you. "

Liam looked back and forth between the two older teens why where they worried about him when they had so many other things to worry about. Like that new scent that he smelled earlier. He sighed. "Maybe you guys should worry about that off Scent I smelled earlier than to worry about why I left school early. I felt it as the best thing I could do where I flipped out. You know I can't flip out again if I don't stay. So I just went home. No big deal Scott." He spoke just ask Scott gasped and looked at him. "What new Scent Liam?" Liam stood up and leaded them to the door. He slipped his sneakers on as he walked out the door and walked to the porch. He lifted his head and sniffed the air a few times. Then moved his head. "That one that scent right there."

And of course there was no sign of the scent just the scent on the air. "Liam I don't smell anything, can you maybe lead us towards the smell?" Liam shrugged he guessed he could, he really didn't have anything else to do. He started to head towards the left of his house. But Stiles tapped his shoulder. "Jeeps is this way Liam?" Liam looked back at Stiles very much run down jeep and shook his head. "Just follow me. I am sure I can run fast enough to stay ahead of you guys." He turned in his tracks and started heading the way of the scent. Approximately a half an hour later Liam was standing at the Air port gates. Stiles and Scott came walking up to him and he pointed. "It's coming from inside there. My only guess is that the scent is in side." Liam kept looking at the air port. "Alright lets go in and see if we can track the smell down."

Liam shrugged at this and the three headed into the air port. Liam's nose was a buss with smells. His head shot to the side when he caught the scent that had attracted him, he headed towards the smell. The smell lead him to the waiting room in which only one person was sitting. Liam stopped and pointed to the male. "That is where the smell is coming from." Liam spoke and before the others could stop him Liam walked over the males head was down he was looking at a book the title was in Italian so Liam couldn't read it but he spoke. "Excuse me." When the male looked up Liam gasped and then looked to Stiles, then shot his eyes back to the male in front of him. No wonder the smell had caught him. The male had a smell close to the same as Stiles only his was deeper and slightly earthier. Liam opened his mouth and if anyone looked at him would think he was a fish gaping at the male. The male is the one that spoke instead of Liam. And with a very very deep Italian Accent the male's words rang out. "May I help you sir?" Liam still gaped and pointed to Stiles. "Um Stiles you gotta see this man."

much thanks goes to my beta reader.

how is also my best friend.

thank you bestie for editing this for me.