A/N~ Hope everyone is enjoying the story. I'm sorry if I seemed a little vague about what has happened to Vex. His wounds are horrifying, so I figured Bo would gloss over it, to do what she had to do to save his life. Also please be aware that because of the lack of wifi I will be trying to post two chapters a week. Last week didn't work out that way because of the missing scenes. ~A

Chapter 15

Derek sighed once again and both of his younger sisters shared a look before rolling their eyes. Alpha's really should never sigh, it was bad for the image. They were supposed to be fearsome and roaring. Not mooning over a mortal like a lovesick paramour.

Well maybe not now. Right now he was supposed to be helping do therapy with Cora as she is still recovering. However while his little sister might still not be 100%, it doesn't stop her from telling her older brother off the next time he sighs again, "You're an idiot." Cora said in that direct way she had that reminded him entirely too much of their older sister Laura. "Stop being a mope and tell him how you feel and that you were being an idiot, and that you apologize profusely."

Scott and Peter were also there and trying not to show how amusing they find the whole thing. They fail miserably but they try. Well Scott tries anyway, his behavior at the hospital and trying to protect Cora, has won him some good grace with some in the Pack, but not so much with Stiles.

When Derek looks to the rest of the Pack for information on the missing Spark Kenzi tells her brother. "Right now, Stiles is even refusing to take training sessions," she side eyes her brother as she adds, "in hopes of avoiding you my dear Alpha. I just hope we don't all end up regretting it in the future because he didn't practice more."

Scott tells the Alpha and everyone else, "Stiles isn't returning my calls He's still angry with me because I stood up for Allison."

A deeper voice said from the doorway, "I agree with Stiles," Boyd said as he stepped through the open door into the loft. He walks over to the youngest Hale and gave her a hug before adding with a harsh look at McCall, "Allison was wrong to kidnap and help torture us, Scott. There's no spin you can put on it that will change my mind about that. We were her friends. Erica is still in a coma, in the hospital. The fact that Allison still hasn't come forward and apologized for it is just wrong in too many different ways to count."

When it looks as if the other Beta was about to argue, Boyd said plainly, "Scott. What if it had been your Mom or your best friend…oh wait it was." He said as he glared the other boy down his eyes glowing a deep gold.

"Stiles has come to visit Erica quite a few times in the past several weeks. Then the other day, he got really excited. He took a few strands of her hair and some nail clippings, which she's going to kill him for, when she wakes up. He thinks he can heal Erica though, like he did Cora. He just needs a little time."

The teen then let some of his exhaustion show as his shoulders slowly lowered from around his head, "He set wards around the hospital, so the Alpha's can't get in again. So they can't get to Erica or your mom," Boyd said with a half-hearted glare at Scott. "Course this was as he was yelling at your Mom about the security codes and something about the ambulance bay security, it wasn't pretty." Even though he said this with all seriousness there was a smile on his face that made him look positively angelic.

Kenzi saw that smile and recognized what it was that had attracted the comatose Erica to the muscular young man, besides the muscles. "He also said to tell you guys he set up wards around the loft. I think his exact words were he was tired of every Tom, Dick, and Hairy Ass breaking in at all hours like the place was Grand Central Stalker or something."

The Beta looked at Derek as he continued, "He said to tell you he made the equivalent of a rolled up magazine with a lot more oomph? He said you'd know what he meant."

The Alpha actually laughed, the sound burst out of him unexpectedly and he continued to snicker as he said, "He did it. He actually did it."

~O~

Evony sat in her very comfortable chair in her dungeon as several of her personal guard helped the young man down from her whipping post. He was young and hadn't lasted very long under her attentions. It was actually rather disappointing and barely kept her occupied for a good fifteen minutes. She glanced at the clock on the wall and amended ten minutes. Really disappointing, the fae these days really weren't as strong as their predecessors, no staying power at all.

As she waited for her next victim…uh subject to be put in place. She tried to formulate a plan for what to do about the situation in Beacon Hills.

Her nemesis, I'm sorry that light fae poppin-jay was beyond being a thorn in her side or even a rival of any sort and had gone straight into nuisance. It was one thing to kill her sister, the stubborn woman who could have used anyone of a half dozen potions or another dozen ways to de-curse herself. Instead she had chosen to go the normal human routes of medicine and died for her trouble.

Now the poisonous snake was trying to not only shift the balance of power between the Nemeton and attacking the Hale Pack, the protectors of the tree. Who her last remaining family member just happened to ba part of. As a power play it was epic, and the plan was elegantly packaged. Something she herself could be proud of, if it didn't involve her family that is.

And that thought brought another. The unaligned succubus' little friend, what was her name…she barely put three brain cells on remembering the younger woman' name before she thought. "Doesn't matter, her last name is Hale and she's from Beacon Hills. What's the likelihood she's not related to the Hale family from that particular town, slim to none.

So put her to work protecting the Morrigan's little asset in that town. Well her and her friend Bo anyway. Then she thought about it and remembered her last encounter with the little Goth and realized that the young werewolf had no reason to offer herself to the task. Other than family loyalty and from what Evony had heard there was precious little if any of the old Hale Pack left.

Then she remembered one of her favorite partners. "Now Vex had stamina he had lasted for hours. Her rage over the danger to the cub though had rendered even the Mesmer unconscious and yes perhaps the Morrigan had gone a little overboard today," she thought with a wince, "Oh well Vex would forgive her, he always did."

There was a friendship of sorts between her pet mindbender and the mismatched pair of fae. Yes she knew the little Goth was fae, it was the only possible reason she had been able to stay partners with the succubus for so long without ending up dead, as any normal human would have done. Evony was no fool. She was also a master manipulator she would use his "friendship" with the pair to coerce them into helping her protect her sisters child.

"Norris," she said summoning the older fae who was in charge of her dungeon to her side imperiously. The older fae woman disapproved of the Morrigan's methods, but disorder and chaos were Evony's way of getting what she wanted. She wasn't about to change now. "Where is Vex?"

The older woman raised one brow as she stared down her patrician nose at the other woman as she said, "I sent him back to his quarters in the usual way, as we do with all of those who are blessed by your touch. The rule is once they have enjoyed your tender mercies, they are free to go. No one is twice blessed by your presence in the same day."

Evony scowled, "It was true, it was a rule, she should know, she had made it." In this case though the human idiom applied, "Rules were meant to be broken, bring him back." She was distracted by the sound of the bell indicating that her next victim was in position and was ready for her attentions, no matter how reluctantly. She rose from her chair and went to chose one of her toys to use on the young woman who was now in place.

~O~

The accommodations were appalling really, the Alpha of Alphas thought as he scraped a fingernail across the surface of the wood table and felt the filth accumulate there with disgust, but what could you expect. This was a rush job and better couldn't be found on such short notice. "Our patron is growing impatient." he said out loud.

He heard the twins shuffle in the corner and Kali's toe claws click across the floor as she came closer. Not too close though, she had learned better. "Apparently he thinks we should have had the Hale Pack in the ground by now." he added. The fact the pompous ass thought he had the right to dictate their timetable amused the older wolf.

"We had no way of anticipating how close knit the group would be or the talents they could bring to the table." Kali said in a somewhat deferential tone. Good she had been more respect since the death of Ennis. Though her grief over the loss of the other male did occasionally rear its head.

"Yes this Stiles was a surprising addition to the equation. A Spark, too bad he's so close to the McCall boy, he could bean an outstanding addition to the Pack. Even if he isn't a werewolf. He would never allow the death of McCall to go unchallenged though." Decaulion mused.

"Perhaps we could keep them both. It's not like there isn't precedent for it." the she wolf suggested, indicating the twins who were doing their best to be inconspicuous but were still listening in to the conversation he was sure.

"Hmm, an interesting thought." the blind wolf said thoughtfully, as he considered the suggestion. Even though the order had been for all of the Pack to be eliminated, how would the fae council member ever find out the difference anyway.