Chapter 13 – Omega with a Pack, Savion POV

I have been distant from everyone ever since Boyd's death, my pack especially. The only person that actually tried contacting me was Ethan. I would still come home, but only when everyone is asleep and leave before they even get up. I kind of just drove around aimlessly.

Hundreds of thoughts bounced around in my head, peace of mind was nowhere in sight. I decided to go back to my childhood; The Hale house, or at least what was left of it. I had spent more time in that house more than my own. I shut my engine of and climbed out of my car; staring at the burnt house I once called my home.

I slowly made my way up the steps and to the porch that creaked under my weight. I stared at the wooden door that had been painted a thick coat of red but someone had scratched it off, revealing a symbol under it. The Alpha Pack symbol.

I turned the knob and pushed the door open to be greeted by my old life. The wooden floor boards were covered with a thick layer of dust. I hesitated for a moment, feeling as if I'm invading a sacred place. I walked in anyway, careful not to touch anything. I walked up the creaky stairs and sat down right at the top.

I looked around the place from where I sat, I pictured all the furniture placed back to where they were, the house completely clean and a bunch of teenagers and a kid lounging around. That was Laura, Derek, me and my brother; Nik, taking care of Cora while our parents did their duties as alphas. It was easier back then, I was just a beta. No sire bonds, not a true alpha… simply a beta that would crumble under my mother's commands.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head against the broken hand rails, I took a deep breath and heard Aunt Talia's and my mother's voice calling us all to the kitchen.

"Kids, the food's ready!" They would call out in unison; the five of us would roll off of our spots on the couches and scramble towards the kitchen, tripping over each other. Laura and Nik would always get told off for using their phones during dinner. I smiled at the memories playing back in my head.

My eyes flew open as soon as I heard a creek, my eyes shot directly at Scott standing at the bottom of the stairs. My muscles tensed, ready to pounce at the teenage boys.

Scott's hands flew up. "I'm here to talk."

I didn't let my guard falter. "About what?" Scott had the kind of look on his face as if he didn't know where to start. "How about start with something that won't make me want to kill you?"

Scott gulped. "Aiden attacked Cora today." He informed me nervously. "I guess Cora wants revenge for killing Boyd."

That felt like rubbing salt on a fresh wound. "I know Ethan and Aiden well enough to say that they didn't want to do it… believe me."

Scott sighed and sat down on the last step. "I know… Ethan explained it." He sighed again. "Mr. Westover, our history teacher is missing."

"Philosophers." I murmured. I rubbed my temples. "How many?"

"He was the second one." Scott quietly murmured.

I let my head drop into my hands and sighed. "Anything else?"

The teenage boy was quiet for a moment and shook his head before standing up. He took a couple of steps towards the door before freezing in his spot and turning back to me. "Actually, there's one last thing." He looked at me hesitantly.

I raised an eyebrow at him and nodded. "Go on."

"Why did you do it?" Scott licked his lips. "Why did you join the Alpha Pack?"

His question didn't surprise me; I knew he was terrified… Deucalion wanted him in. He wanted another True Alpha in his pack. I stood up and slowly made my way down, running my hand on the dusty hand rail. "It's scary isn't it? Going against something much more powerful than you?" I stopped right in front of him. "I never heard of two True Alphas in one century and yet here we are. You're playing a losing game, Scott. If Deucalion wants you in his all-star team, you will be in his all-star team." We stayed silent for a moment. "Derek." I murmured.

"What?"'

"I joined the Alpha Pack to protect Derek." I sighed. "They were going to kill him. Rip his throat out right before my eyes." I closed my eyes and shook my head. "At the time I just couldn't stand the thought of losing him."

"You still can't." I raised a brow at him. "You would've ripped his heart out that night… but you didn't."

"And you know what that made me?" I paused. "An Omega."

"Ho-"

"Do you know what wolves do when a pack member is hurt, Scott?" Scott shook his head. "They stay and care for them. Bring them back to safety." I ran my hand through my hair and looked around. "Kali left me that night… all because I couldn't kill Derek."

My eyes dropped to the floor, I could feel Scott's sympathetic gaze on me. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around me. His hand stroking my hair.

I froze. "What are you doing?" I didn't push him away, not wanting to offend him.

"Even the big bad demon wolf needs a hug sometimes." Scott murmured.

A sense of comfort washed over me. I wrapped my arms around the teenage boy. "Thanks, Scott." I laughed softly.

We stepped away from each other; Scott rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

"What?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"There's a recital at school tonight, we think that's where the Darach is going to take his new victim…" Scott trailed off.

I caught on. "And you want me to come and help you?"

"Only if you feel comfortable with the idea." Scott blurted out.

I thought for a moment. It wasn't like I was joining their pack; I was only going to help them catch a killer. A killer that was out to take down my kind. The Darach was after my pack, after all.

"I'll do it."

Scott and I arrived at the recital, both of us scanning the crowd. He found Lydia and I spotted the twins. I quietly excused myself to talk to my pack members. I was walking over to Ethan when Aiden immediately stopped me by grabbing my arm.

"What are you doing here with McCall?" He interrogated his jaw clenching.

"I'm here to find the Darach that's out to kill us, Aiden." I eyed his hand around my arm but he didn't let go.

"Are you switching packs?!" Aiden's grip tightened.

Anger bubbled up in me and that has never happened, not towards either of the twins. I took a deep breath, my eyes turning black. I ripped my arm out of Aiden's grasp and pinned him against the wall. "I'm here to find the Darach." I repeated. "Do not make me hurt you, Aiden."

"Hey, what's going on here?" Ethan put a hand on my shoulder; snapping me back to human. "Right now isn't exactly a good time for a family meeting." He murmured. I let go of Aiden and my eyes shot between the two. I simply straightened up and walked away from them.

I stood with Lydia while Scott stood a few metres away from us, scanning the room for any signs of the Darach. Lydia was careful with what she asked me, not touching on my past with Derek and I was grateful for that. We fell quiet as the music started. Minutes later the phone in Lydia's hand buzzed, I gave the girl privacy and looked around for any signs of danger. Lydia mumbled something I didn't quite catch before excusing herself. I gave her a nod and she left my side.

Chris Argent, his daughter Allison and Isaac walked through the door seconds later. Scott watched them. I stood next to Scott, I couldn't let myself get bored, I had to stay alert and ready to fight. Stiles walked through the door, looking at me before tapping Scott on the shoulder. The two had a hushed conversation then turned to me.

"Where's Lydia?" Stiles asked.

I shrugged. "She left not long ago, met up with Aiden I guess." My eyes scanned for the twins, I spotted both of them still in their seats. "But Aiden's still here." We all looked at each other with a panicked expression. "Go! I'll be right here if anything happens."

The two of them hurried out of the auditorium. My eyes wandered all over the place while my ears listened for any signs for Lydia. The music became dark and foreboding; the chorus started chanting a sort of sacrificial chant. My brows furrowed, I looked at Ethan and Aiden and they were both scanning the room too.

Suddenly a loud ear-piercing shrill made me fall to the floor. I felt as if my head was about to explode. I shook my head, trying to recover as fast as I could. I stood up and ran to where the scream came from; I knew it was Lydia's last desperate call for help. I ran through the familiar halls of Beacon Hills High School, listening intently for Lydia's heartbeat. I could hear her; I could hear her cries and her gasps for air.

I found the right room just in time to find Sherriff Stilinski with a dagger in his right shoulder. I let out a roar at Jennifer Blake's direction. Lydia was bounded to a chair with a wire around her neck; tears stained her face along with her smudged make up. I caught a glimpse of myself on the window, I was only an alpha.

I eyed Jennifer Blake… the Darach and charged at her, I swung at her but she easily dodged it. She landed a blow on my ribs, throwing me to the concrete wall; possibly cracking a few ribs. I rolled over and groaned to see that she had done the same to Scott that entered right behind me. He landed on the stacked chairs at the other side of the room. I eyed the teenage boy, blood poured out of his mouth. Stiles appeared at the open door; Jennifer effortlessly pushed the desk, making the door shut and leaving Stiles outside. I tried getting back on my feet but Jennifer approached me and grabbed me by my shirt, making me stand up and pinning me against the wall.

"The first true Alpha of this century." She smirked. "Also sired to the demon wolf." She brushed my hair out of my face.

"You're a monster." I spat.

She let out a laugh, lifting my back off the wall and slamming me against it again. I groaned at the contact. "You're adorable. Here you are a part of the most powerful pack and yet you can't fight back… Go ahead, Savion. Turn into a demon wolf and rip my heart out." Her smirk faltered for a moment but grew bigger. "Unless… unless you're not a part of their pack anymore." She scoffed. "An Alpha without a pack."

"I don't need a pack to kill you."

Jennifer laughed and slammed me against the wall again; and again and again. I began to lose count as my consciousness started to slip, I could feel blood trickling down my back. I struggled to keep my eyes open every time my back made contact with the concrete wall. I couldn't tell whether it was the wall, or my cranium cracking.

She let my body drop to the floor. "An omega never survives, Savion." A kick landed on my ribs and I was pretty sure a few of them cracked.

I clutched on to my side. My eyes drifted over to the door, Stiles looked at me with desperation in his eyes. As if begging me to get up and save his dad while the Darach approached him. I watched Lydia, struggling against the tape wrapped around her wrists and Scott lying unconscious on the floor.

Sherriff Stilinski picked up his gun and pointed it at Jennifer, she confidently approached him. I let my eyes close, letting myself heal.

"There was a girl, years ago. We found her in the woods. Her face and body slashed apart." I heard the Sherriff say. "That was you, wasn't it?"

"Maybe I should've started with Philosophers. With knowledge and strategy." Jennifer continued towards him. Sherriff Stilinski fired his gun, she groaned, I could almost hear her wound healing. "Healers. Warriors. Guardians." I heard something drop to the floor with a clink. "Virgins."

I heard a window break as the desk blocking the door started moving. I let my eyes open to see Stiles sliding in the room. I got up on my feet, still feeling dizzy. I rubbed the back of my head, feeling the warm blood coat my hand.

"Dad?!" Stiles ran into the room, just a minute too late. The Darach had taken Sherriff Stilinski. His face fell but he refused to let the tears slip out, Scott got his legs back and placed a comforting hand on his best friend's shoulder.

I cut the wire off Lydia's neck before ripping her free from the chair. She immediately stepped into my arms, hugging me; desperate for comfort. I wrapped one arm around her and held on to a chair to keep myself steady. I rubbed Lydia's back as she sobbed into my shoulder.

Allison busted into the room and eyed us all; she gave me a very confused look. I handed Lydia to her and gave both their arms a gentle squeeze of comfort. I approached Stiles and Scott.

"I'm so sorry, Stiles." I murmured. "I'll do my best to help you find your dad." He stayed silent.

I turned around and headed for the door. I felt someone grab my wrist. I turned to see Stiles, still trying to blink back tears. "I know it's too much to ask for; but please find him." I gave him a nod. He slowly let go of my wrist, letting his hand drop to his sides.

I ran through the hallway, trying to get out of the school as fast as I could with my vision still disoriented. I drove as fast as I could, trying to get to the apartment before the rain starts falling.

I walked through the apartment door, feeling nauseous. Everyone was having a discussion in the living room; they all eyed me. Kali glared, the twins with wary expressions and Deucalion's brows were furrowed. My body swayed from where I stood and my hearing was drifting in and out. I could feel my body getting heavier and I was starting to lose control and then I could feel myself falling.

A pair of arms caught me before my body could even meet the floor. "Hey-hey, what happened to you?" Aiden grabbed my face and started to lightly slap my cheek to keep me awake. "Keep your eyes open, Sav!" He yelled and I was trying.

I opened my lids again to see Deucalion standing over us. "Tell me what happened."

"L-Lydia… Darach tried to kill h-her." I was struggling to breathe. I could've sworn I saw Deucalion glare at Kali. "Sh-she…" Before I could get anything out I felt warm feeling rise up my throat, and an acid blood taste filled my mouth and spilled on to the floor next to me. The taste was left in my mouth along with the burning sensation in my throat but instead of the nausea subsiding, it only got worse. I let my head drop back into Aiden's arms and let my heavy lids drop.

"Is-is that?" I heard Ethan's voice from above.

"Mistletoe." Aiden confirmed. "Sav, I know you're feeling really tired now but you need to open your eyes. Please." I did.

A grumble sounded that sounded like it came from Deucalion interrupted the silence among us. He kneeled down next to me and grabbed my arm. For a moment, I felt somewhat at ease. He then raised my arm up to his mouth, his lips parted; revealing his fangs. Before I could react; he sank his teeth into my arm. Black veins appeared on my arms as Deucalion released more of his veins into my system. I wanted to scream, to rip my arm away from him but I needed it. I needed to stay alive, to protect Ethan and Aiden… to find Stiles' dad and to kill the Darach.

Deucalion released my arm and I could instantly feel myself healing. I gave out a sigh as relief washed over me. I was already starting to feel better. Deucalion then faced Kali.

He pointed his walked stick at her. "If that doesn't work… it's on you." Kali's head hung low.

Deucalion walked out to the balcony while Kali goes to clean up the black substance I vomited out and the twins mended to my needs. Ethan stayed beside me on the couch while Aiden fetched me water and a fresh new outfit. By the time Aiden was back I was already feeling stronger and ready to fight. I got changed and chucked the clothes with the dirty pile in my room; I splashed a bit of cold water on my face and patted some on my neck after brushing my teeth. I joined Deucalion as he watched the storm roll over town.

"Tonight I watched a teenage girl almost get her throat sliced open because she knew too much and a boy's heart break because he couldn't save his dad…" I started. "I promised him that I'd help him find his father and bring him back."

Deucalion sighed. "Always the soft-hearted one, Savion. Especially to the young ones."

"The hunters killed my family before I even turned into an alpha." I kept my voice solid. "Please, let me bring Stiles' father back."

He turned to me. "Of course." His lips formed a tight line. "Frankly, I don't care what you do… as long as you kill the Darach."

Just like the very first time I ever turned into the demon wolf, the feeling pooled around my heart and slowly washed over me. It was like looking into the eyes of immense darkness. But at the same time; I felt powerful.


Author's Note:

Hola! Sorry I haven't updated in like a week or something. Quite a busy week and I didn't have my laptop with me. But I hope everyone had a great Halloween!

How do you guys feel about the soft, sentimental Sav that cares about the teenssss? I kind of like it. Oh I know I've been driving Derek and Savion further apart but I promise they will find their way back. ;)

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Kisses. x