It was annoying having everyone talk around you. Or more importantly around a subject that involved you. It was day two of being bed ridden in the hale house of horrors and the only one that had said a word to me was my own dad. Who I might add was going back into town today. I glared at him as he put another box filled with my stuff on the floor.
"Stop glaring Stiles" My dad sighed
"Can't you stay another night" I whined and I knew it and I don't care how pathetic it sounded whatever it takes. If I could even stand may as well walk, I would be a leech on my dad's body never letting go even when someone cut of my leech like arms.
"I'm not part of this pack Stiles were-wolfs don't work like that one night is all a non-pack member can stay" I was about to say something about me not being pack but even if it wasn't a hundred percent official Derek bit me stating a claim and as my dad explained to me after his long chat with Melissa.
Derek successfully dominated me giving him right to lay claim to me as his mate and the bite he gave me meant he made good on the claim.
"But you will be back right" the words got caught in my throat I knew my dad didn't want to leave me here just as much as I didn't want to be left. But it hurt and I was scared I've spent most of my life living with only my dad then I'm chucked into a pack of were-wolves.
"Of course we still need to work out the not even a pack of Alphas could keep me away from you" He smiled leaning down putting a kiss to my forehead
It's been a few hours since my dad left and I managed to struggle my quiet literally bruised back side down to the first floor of the Hale house making my way into the kitchen and sticking my head into the fridge. 2 litres of juice 3 of milk a few steaks, eggs ,beacon varies vegetables and praise be, to whatever god that is real there was choc chip muffins. Grabbing two muffins and the juice I sat myself gently on a stool that was placed near the kitchens bench purring myself a glass then taking a big mouthful. The house was quiet and empty it was annoying you think werewolves would be loud or at least in there den. But I haven't heard a peep since I woke up after my nap.
The kitchen door swung open letting a very pissed of female were wolf stride in.
"Lydia" I said with a bit of a wave. She snapped around growling slightly I would have been scared if she didn't look so pathetic. Tears all over her cheeks make up a mess hair pulled back messily not at all Lydia martin not that I knew her very well. She always had this picture perfect look mixed with the complete pride and self-assuredness.
"What's wrong" I said gesturing for her to come sit near me. Seeing as I wouldn't be able to stand for very long. Sitting her self-down next to me not saying a word just staring forward "You know I'm a really good listener" the silence continued it was horrible just the sounds of her crying it was like spikes to the skin.
"You know how I became a werewolf don't you" She said softly into the silence. A lot of rumours went around about how Lydia got taken into the Hale pack none of them I thought could have been true and some I wished weren't. I shook my head no, unsure where this was going. "It was Peter the old Alpha of this pack ,he turned me"
"I meet him once he seemed like an ass hole" I whispered knowing it was true
"He was." She choked on her words unable to say it. I reached out for her rapping my arms around her pulling her into my chest patting her hair "He made me"
"Shhhh it's ok he's dead and just like him this will rote away until it's nothing it will still hurt but it won't be fresh a festering and soon you will bury it so deep you won't even be able to find it again" My dad said something similar when my mum died he said it a lot better and made a lot more sense but I was working on the fly here pulling bull shit from nowhere.
"You're so full of it" Great she called me on it; what do I do now. ''I can't shift" she whispered. I assume she means into a werewolf form or whatever they call it. I was about to ask more in depth questions on the shifting before another also pissed off less tears though werewolf walks into the kitchen. Lydia jumps away from me moving closer to her Alpha. A growl rumbles through the kitchen
"Lydia back out to the pack" Derek commands Lydia admittedly walks out quickly away and out of the house. What the hell can't the son of a bitch tell she's up set. Derek shuts the door eyes red again like they were out in the woods.
"You shouldn't be such a dick to her" I snapped getting of the seat grabbing my plate going to put it in the sink. I was stopped by a clawed hand grabbing mine. He moved in close pressing up beside me
"You can't touch" he growled
"What people"
"Yes"
"Why" I said trying to turn around to him to look him in the eyes which was a bad idea because he was pretty terrifying
"If you want every one alive you just won't" he said pressing his hand over the bite he left on my shoulder causing it to burn making me want to lean into his hands.
"If I say yes can I get a why?"
"Other people's scent on you while I've made claim but haven't..
"Made it official" I finished for him
"Yes" he groaned annoyed "My wolf will see it as a challenge and I will have to destroy the threat"
"You mean kill them"
"Depends" I think I have been saddled with the most cryptic alpha that ever existed depends, maybe, not sure is it really that difficult to give me a yes or no answer or something solid.
"I will try my best not to touch anyone one" I said rolling my eyes at him. If all were-wolves are like this I feel bad for the Argent's guy.
"Don't try, do" I got bored of this conversation before it even started so time to jump ship
"Yeah, yeah my interest in this talk is completely gone. I get it don't touch anyone unless I want them to lose their hands" Note to self-hug Jackson a lot. I could practically hear Derek's teeth or would it be fangs, grind together. "When I was told about this happening" I said gesturing between us "My dad said someone from your pack had to mate with the Argents son right"
"Chris yes" He said face twitching with what I could only assume was anger
"So who is it" I said. I just meet every one here properly except for Scott and Melissa but I still couldn't help but be upset that someone else was in the same position as me. Though I doubt Derek wanted to spend the rest of his life with me either. He looked different for a moment muscles loosening body slumping slightly.
"Scott will be, after we are officially mated and the Argent's can trust I will uphold the treaty through my marriage. Scott will go through the same process with Chris" God my life is going to be a really boring business transaction and the same is going to happen to Scott.
"What do you and Chris have a little boy fetish." I snapped "This is all such bull shit" barging past Derek best I could going for the door and storming out. I limped from the back of the house to the front with an angry alpha at my heels.
"Where are you going Stiles?"
"To go talk to Scott, seriously" I said with a dramatic eye roll
"Don't make this any harder for him" Stopping and turning around to glare at him
"Harder there is no harder it is already to freaking hard" I yelled waving my arms around
"Don't get so emotional"
"Emotional, What are trying to tell me how to express my feelings now!"
"You're getting upset over nothing"
"Nothing, I'm not screwing some one's life up, someone you never meet fine whatever, But you're pack member some one that is practically family. It's Scott for fucks sake!"
"We all have to make sacrifices for the pack. You think I wanted this, to marry you, to give my brother away to a fucking hunter!" He growled eyes flashing red stalking towards me
"Don't just flash your red eyes at me and expect me to feel better and stop being angry because that's not how any of this works!" He was grabbing me by the shoulders growling in front of my face teeth showing.
"You have to stop turning everything into a fight for dominances Stiles!"
"No I didn't you came after me when I was just going to talk to Scott you started this fight!"
"Are you seriously starting a fight with me over who started the fight? !"
"Maybe!" Derek pushed me onto the ground baring teeth at my neck
" What the hell is happening over here" Yelled the familiar voice of Melissa . Derek looked up eyes glowing red snarling at her "Derek sweet heart no one here is a threat to your mate settle down" She gestured to the rest of the pack that stood behind her. Derek looked at her then to me
"Submit" He growled to me
"Stiles" She warned
"No" He pounced at me teeth going into my shoulder deeper than the last time probably taking skin with his bite
"Submit submit I submit" I whined. He smirked in triumph, the bastard would. He hovered for a second eyes fading from red then stood up in one swift moment looking down at me waiting for me to do the same. I went to move but everything became fuzzy and my head started to pound heat was pouring over my body in pain. My stomach started to burn and sting I crouched into myself trying not to cry at the pain in my abdomen "Oh god I'm going to hurl" I barely could make out Melissa kneeling over me checking out my shoulder wound
"You bit too deep, His turning"
"What"
"You couldn't control yourself" She snapped pulling me into her lap I grabbed at her holding on as tight as I could. "Where does it hurt Stiles?" It had taken a while for the question to be processed in my mind and then even longer to formulate an answer.
"Everywhere" I choked out squishing my eyes to her thigh so no one could see me cry.
"Fantastic you've either turned him or killed him and both is going to leave us completely boned Derek" yelled one of the female wolfs I couldn't bring myself to look even my head was far too heavy and the pain was far too much.
"My dad I want my dad" I said into Melissa lap
"Get him inside" It was the last thing I heard before I passed out.
I watched the rise and fall of Stiles chest. His heart beat had finally become regular.
It took all I had to restrain myself from getting closer and comforting my mate but I knew it would be the last thing Stiles would want. So I sat at his side watching his chest go up and down. My wolf was finally satisfied it had been raging ever since the moment he had first refused to submit two days ago screaming to claim and dominate my inner animal may be finally happy but the human side wasn't.
"Derek" Whispered Scott from the door. "Is Stiles stable"
"Yes he is taking the bite well" I said softly so only a werewolf could hear hoping not to wake up the irritable Stilinski.
"Mum called a meeting" Letting out a heavy breath. My wolf was angry at Melissa's interference as she was now a beta she should fall in line and follow the alpha's command. But I knew my wolf was just on a sort of power high from turning and claiming a mate and it was important I didn't act on it.
Walking into the meeting room with Scott behind me I growled for the packs attention "Lydia go up and watch over Stiles" She looked like she was going to retort I cut her off with a loud domineering growl.
"Fine" she said stomping off out of the room
"She should be here for this" Said Jackson
"This meeting is pointless and having someone watch over my turning mate isn't" I snapped strolling over to Melissa.
"We had this all planned out to go for over a month, to go slowly for Stiles sake" Said Melissa softly
"He should have just given in"
"You should have controlled yourself" She snapped. I stood close staring her down a growl rambling through my chest
"I'm the Alpha of this pack" " It was my right to claim Stiles and turn him you had no say in it"
"You need to calm down before hurt someone" Whispered Scot "Or him"
I could hear arguing the rumble of Derek's voice the wine of Scott's I couldn't make out exactly what they where saying but I knew by how far away they where I shouldn't be able to here a thing. Derek had turned me into a werewolf fantastic just perfect I don't think this week could get any worse.
"Are you just going to stare at the roof all night"
"Thinking about it"
"Figures" I'm going to make a terrible pack member and a terrible werewolf "Are they fighting"
"Yeah, Derek shouldn't of turned you" Even if my body was getting better I just felt exhausted all out of anger and resentment. At the moment I've lost my ability to fight and blame
"I shouldn't of pushed him" I whispered
"I'm not surprised you're being the bigger about this" She said flipping mindlessly through a magazine eyes unable to focus heart beat slightly higher than normal
"Why can't you shift" Her breath hitched. She looked up at me eyes big and watery
"Were-wolves can't shift when their emotionally broken or pregnant"
"Which one is it"
"I don't know"