A/N: So here is one chapter I have been dying to write for a while. It may still change a bit and get updated every so often but couldn't wait any longer to share it.
As the pack settled down again in the Hales living room Stiles reached into his bag to bring out an old leather bound book. "I thought since this is the beginning of these pack meetings we could also start at the beginning. So who can tell me the origin story for the werewolves?" Stiles smirked at the group while noticing that Peter was shaking his head with an amused smile.
"It began when that King Lycus dude tried to trick the greek gods right?" Scott asked.
"I think you mean Lycaon", Lydia interjected. "Yeah him. He tried to feed the gods with the flesh of his own children, right?" Issac beamed while fidgeting with nervous energy.
"Then the gods made him into the animal of the wolf", Cora added. "And the druids taught him or his descendants how to shift for man to beast and vice versa", Derek supplied. Peter couldn't stop the shaking and laughed out loud at what he was hearing. "What's fun Peter? At least we are answering the question", Allison scolded.
"Okay, okay. If you are answering the question then answer me this", Peter laughed. "If the greek gods made him a wolf and druids helped him learn how to shift how comes not all werewolves can turn into a wolf? How comes only alphas can?"
"Well I don't know. Maybe that is something Stiles was planning on covering during these meetings", Allison defended herself.
"Or perhaps it's just a child's bedtime story?" Jackson whispered, looking over at Stiles amused expression.
"Jackson I must say it is a nice surprise to see you be the first to catch on", Stiles smiled warmly at him. "Peter and Jackson are right. But before I explain I would like to know how Peter knew. I had expected all the Hales to know I was setting up a trap."
"Well Derek and Cora can't be faulted. Their mother only wanted them to know the one version she thought was true and that was the one Deaton used. I have studied deep in areas surrounding our species so I have heard many of the other stories", Peter just shrugged. Stiles nodded and began turning the pages of the book until he found what he was looking for. "It's true that there is more than one story about the creation of werewolves. In fact there as many stories about their origins as there are theories about the beginning of the universe. Every religion has its own. Plus there is the big bang theory. But let me prove my point by reading you two more tales that supposedly tell the origin of the werewolf species. Then you can decide what to believe for yourself or to just live with the mystery."
Stiles took a breath to calm himself and read from the book in his lap. "Long ago the roman gods began to fight amongst themselves. No one knows how or why the argument started but one god began to fear for the life of his mortal children. They had been born from his love with a beautiful princess and she too shared his concern. So she decided to set them afloat the river Tiber in the hopes some kind soul might take them in a look after them."
"The first to notice them was the spirit of the river; he felt sorrow for the two boys and guided them to the river bank where the wolf goddess Lupa lived. He knew she would take them in and care for them. And so she did. She raised them until they were young and then found them a human family to join. The boys grew and together they agreed to build a city on the river that had saved them. Once the city was built the both realised that they wanted to be king, neither would allow the other to rule with them. They began to fight and one day in a fit of rage Romulus fatally wounded his brother Remus. Now the wolf goddess Lupa had always been watching and she felt horrified at the sight of Remus being left to die in the forest beyond his brother's city. She came to him and blessed him with the strength of the wolf to save his life. Thus the first werewolf came into being. Remus fathered many sons as did Romulus. The children of the two constantly fought throughout the ages until the last of Romulus' descendants fled to a distant land. But the descendants of Remus followed." Stiles paused so he could looked at Allison. "If we believe this story to be true then I am sure Allison can tell us who the descendants of Romulus are better known as."
"If that story is true the descendants today would be the Argents", whispered back Allison. The rest of the pack kept very quiet and still. All that could be heard was the shallow breathing. "Now let me tell you my favourite origin myth for werewolves", Stiles sighed as he turned the pages of the book looking for a different version.
"Aaah, here it is. This is one from even further back in history. It comes from the time of the Egyptians. The Egyptians say that the gods once walked among mortal men but grew tired of mortal problems and so they left this world but not entirely. Though they grew tired of mortal woes they still helped those who respected and honoured them. One god stayed behind to watch over the Pharaoh personally. Wepwawet, the wolf god. His name means 'the opener of ways' and he was described as a human with the head of a wolf. When the Pharaoh went to hunt the god would always accompany him in his animal form. He soon became revered as the Pharaoh's protector and was begun to be known as Wepwawet "the one with the sharp arrow who is more powerful than the gods". He lived among men for a long time so the stories say. Longer than any mortal man could hope to live and while he lived among the mortals he fathered many children who shared some of his power. The greatest of his children could take on the forms of their animal spirit. Yet all of them had the enhanced senses and amazing recovery of their father. When he saw the Pharaoh no longer had need of his services he joined the other gods, leaving his children to protect the king of Egypt. Before he left he told them that every child of his and their descendants would meet him in the afterlife for he would show them the way as was his role within the gods; that the spirits of the wolves within them would find peace with him when they died. He gave the Pharaoh one solemn promise. The promise that his spirit would return to earth one day and lead his children once more in their earthly lives."
"There you have the Egyptian myth for the origin of werewolves", Stiles finished and closed the book. Now he knew he liked to talk but he always got slightly uptight when his was the only voice for too longer. "So guys say something please", he pleaded.
"Huh", started Cora. "Had you heard both of those before uncle?" Everyone turned to look at Peter as he answered. "Actually no. The tale of Romulus and Remus I had of course. But the Egyptian myth is new to me."
"I think I like the Romulus and Remus one best", whispered Allison. "It makes me feel closer to both my family and you guys." Lydia leant over and hugged the hunter. "Me too", she breathed as she rested her cheek on the tough girl's shoulder.
"Stiles, is that book a collection of werewolf origin myths?" Derek asked quietly. "Yes, its one Ashley gave to me. Would you like to borrow it?"
"Yes. I wouldn't mind reading the other myths about the origins of werewolves", Derek admitted. Stiles smiled at him, "I will leave it with you for a while then. Just share it around with the others if they wanna read some too."
A/N: Sorry its so short but i din't want to just waffle on and ruin it.