Title: The Stilinski Brothers' Journey
Rating: T (M in later chapters)
Author: CourtyPie
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf, so no sueing.
Summary: Stiles has a twin brother named Caden. Together they'll journey down a dark road that will lead to them finding their mates. Laughs, tears, pain, love, betrayal and family await the Stilinski brothers. Can they make it through it all, or will their choices destroy them? Derek/Stiles, Peter/Caden, Scott/Allison, Jackson/Danny, Lydia/Adrian.
Author's Note: I am so sorry, guys, for the long wait that I've forced you to endure! I suddenly lost all motivation for this story, but seeing as it's done well thus far I decided to try and give it an update. You all deserve at least that much. Honestly, I have no idea where I'm going with the story anyway; all I've figured out is that Derek and Stiles WILL eventually end up becoming mates, as will Peter and Caden, and lots of smutty sex ahead ;). Lots of angst too. Any ideas that you guys want to put forward, I'd definitely appreciate!
"Is that all you got, Whittemore?"
Peter sat perched on the property's steps, quite content to observe his pack members as they trained each other vigorously. Jackson, the most recent teenager to be turned and inducted into the small pack, was currently involved in a rough wrestling match with his much older pack mate Derek, who at the moment had the upper hand on the blonde boy.
Scott was still refusing to come along to the 'training sessions', something Jackson had once before dubbed them, but the Alpha had no doubt that the boy would soon see reason. He needed to; McCall couldn't handle his wolf on his own, even with the help of that Stilinski kid, and the consequences of refusing to being in a stable pack was more often than not disastrous. So, yes; Peter did indeed hope that Scott eventually came around to his way of thinking, if only to control himself and not for the sake of the pack.
The death of Kate Argent had calmed Peter down somewhat in a manner of speaking, and he hadn't felt the need to kill anyone since, but now that the urge for revenge was satisfied another urge had seemingly taken its place with equal if not more intensity: the need for a mate. Oh, he was all for finding one now that the threat of the Argent woman was gone; it was merely a difficult matter of finding someone suitable. What Scott had with Allison, was what Peter needed. Or perhaps craved for was the better word, either way.
Propping his chin in his hand, the Alpha Hale continued to watch Jackson and Derek goad each other, the latter more successfully riling up the former than the other way around. They both had issues that needed to be worked out, within themselves and with each other. That was the main purpose of these training sessions.
At least, until the pack gained more members, and then the real training would begin.
"That is enough for today, boys. Jackson, you can go home now." Peter spoke; his tone was quiet and barely audible to the human hearing, but Derek and Jackson would pick up his words with no problem at all thanks to their enhanced senses. The blonde boy nodded Peter's way with breathlessness, shooting Derek one last glare before he retreated back into the forest, inevitably to his form of transportation that awaited him.
Peter turned to his nephew once he was sure that Jackson was out of hearing, brows furrowing as he regarded Derek with some concern. "You must take it easy on him, Derek; he is still very much a newborn, and your angering him on purpose won't serve to ease his placement into this pack. He needs guidance."
The Beta wolf simply looked at his uncle, maintaining a blank expression; Peter predicted accurately he was not quite forgiven for his part in Laura's death, and neither him nor his wolf found that they could disagree with his nephew's views. He suspected that Derek only stayed within the pack to keep Jackson, and others such as Scott and Stiles, safe.
Ah, Stiles. Peter's lips quirked upwards momentarily at the thought of the Stilinski boy, knowing the exact reason why Derek wanted to ensure his safety. And what better time to approach the subject than now? "As you know the full moon will be here in two weeks," Peter began quietly, watching Derek's ears perk up slightly while he maintained the cool attitude, "and you also know what happens to those wolves who aren't yet mated to anyone."
At this, he paused, taking in his nephew's reaction which was now a light frown.
"We will go into a mating frenzy, Derek, and this can be a very dangerous time for anyone, particularly humans, to be around us. Jackson won't feel the full effects of the moon, as with Scott, because they're newborns and still adjusting. You and I, however... pose some risk. Especially towards anyone we feel we may have a sexual connection to." The frown on Derek's face had now transformed into a full scowl, one Peter had grown accustomed to seeing as of late.
The older Hale sighed heavily, knowing that his nephew was beginning to realise what he was hinting at. "For you, I'm speaking about the older Stilinski twin, Stiles. And you can lie to me all you want, Derek, but remember I have been around far longer than you. And may I suggest that you take the boy to be your mate as soon as possible, preferably before the full moon hits?"
"What if he doesn't want it, Uncle? I can't very well force myself onto a seventeen year old." The subject was obviously touchy for Derek, in whose voice was the start of a snarl.
It also held the edge of protectiveness to it, Peter noted to himself. "Then you best isolate yourself well away from civilization when the full moon hits. Though I daresay you will not need to do that; I have smelled the boy's longing for you, Derek, and delaying the mating bond could also cause him to suffer if you two truly are meant to be mates." Before these words had been uttered, Derek had been pacing up and down in front of his uncle; now, however, he was as still as stone.
"Well, maybe you should take your own advice; I've seen the way you look at Stiles' younger twin, and yet you haven't acted upon it. Not that I'd encourage such a thing; you are far too old for him, Uncle." The Beta wolf hissed in the direction of his Alpha, eyes lighting up an electric blue briefly before dying down into their regular green.
Peter's own eyes narrowed, but still he remained perched on the steps of the Hale home, stance stiffening as he took in Derek's words. "Precisely why I haven't taken him yet, nephew. But you misunderstand, or underestimate, the dangers of the upcoming full moon. If we are not mated to our potential mates by then, the mating frenzy is more than likely to send us into an animalistic lust, and guess what happens then?" It was more or less a rhetorical question, but Derek felt the need to respond with a simple shrug.
"We will hunt Stiles and Caden down, and we will fuck them without any regard to their own pleasures and pains. We could even end up killing them." Peter informed Derek coolly, yet the clenching of his jaw said otherwise.
It was then Derek realized the seriousness of the situation. "Shit."