Can You Save Me?

by BlackShadow2314

Stiles thinks that he's human, what happens when his father, who is a werewolf, tells him otherwise? Stiles and his father are what they call breeders, rare werewolves that can become pregnant despite being male. With an old pack that the sheriff was in chasing them, it's hard for John to protect his son. Will Stiles be safe or not? First fan fiction, also suck at summaries, sue me

2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Hello readers! As you may know this is my first fanfiction so please bear with me, I accept any reviews as long as it's constructive criticism or compliements. Also I have forgotten to mention that this story will mostly be in Stiles's POV or Derek's. I hope you all enjoy my fanfiction!

Stiles's POV

I don't remember what happened after my father said what he said but I believe I blacked out. The only reason that I think I fainted was feeling myself wake up. Looking around I realize that I was in my own room, my father nowhere to be seen. While sitting up on my bed I didn't even see someone come through my window. I scream as I feel a hand hit my shoulder, shutting my eyes I swing my arm around, hoping to catch the person off guard. I hear the satisfying sound of my arm hitting the person in the face. "STILES!" I open my eyes instantly to the sound of the voice. Twisting around my bed I see Derek giving me his signature glare, I gulp a little as I see the murderous intent that was settled deep in his eyes. "Why did you hit me? I called out your name multiple times to let you know I was in here." I chuckle nervously as I rub the back of my head. "Sorry dude, guess I didn't hear you." I could have sworn I was imagining things when I saw Derek's eyes soften for a split second. I see Derek instantly growl as he moves closer to me, sniffing me at the same time. "Who attacked you?" "I don't know who it was but it's over now, my dad has him in the police station." "That doesn't answer my question Stiles, what did he look like? I want to know." I groan in annoyance as Derek stays there with his arms crossed and anger shining in his eyes. "Look I really don't know who he was ok. Now if you don't mind I want to eat something."

I get up off of my bed and walk down the stairs, surprisingly Derek follows me as if he was a duckling. I hold my chuckle in as I open the fridge and reheat some leftovers from the night before. In a single moment, I hear Derek growl as someone pushed through the door. I jolt as I see the man who attacked me standing there. "My my what a pleasant surprise. Never thought I would see a Hale." Derek only growls louder as he moves to stand in front of me protectively. "Who are you?" The man lets out a laugh as he mockingly bows to the two of us. "My name is of no importance, the only thing I want is the breeder standing behind you." My breath hitches as Derek turns back to me, eyes wide and full of shock. The man only laughs harder as I look at him. "Don't tell me that your daddy didn't tell you! Man this is absolutely rich! I can't wait to get a taste of you boy." The man charges at me, completely forgetting about Derek, which was his mistake. Derek football tackles the man as they end up shifting and tearing at each other. While I on the other hand, stand there completely petrified and confused. I look over at the door and see my dad, along with Derek's parents. Both parents roar at the man, making him submit to them as my dad runs to me. I feel my mind go numb as Derek's parents knock the man out and take him away, leaving only me, my dad, and Derek at the house. I see black creeping up the sides of my vision before completely being covered by black. The last thing I hear is the cries of Derek and my father.

Derek's POV ((Surprise! LOL))

I feel the wounds healing as I look at Stiles and his father. I didn't understand any of this, why would a rival pack want Stiles? It made no sense whatsoever, Stiles was completely human, not to mention weak and frail in a sense. I try to take in Stiles's scent but each time I did it smelled completely human. I was taken out of my musing by the Sheriff, looking up at him I see his eyes glowing silver. I did a double take to make sure that I wasn't seeing things. "I can explain." Was what the Sheriff said as he laid Stiles down on the couch. Afterwards the Sheriff sits in front of me and sighs. "Stiles and I am not human Derek. We're werewolves just like you and your family." Once those words came out I started to go literally crazy. I started pacing as I try to organize my jumbled thoughts. Seriously though how in the world is Stiles a werewolf? I would have smelled it instantly; along with the full moons he didn't show an ounce of werewolf abilities! His father stops me as I take a deep breath and relax. "How is that possible? My family and I would have smelled you two instantly." "I'm afraid that I went to Alan for that. I asked him to mask the scents so we would look and smell completely human. Derek, I came here for one reason, to keep Stiles safe. Do you know the pack that lives in Ohio? The one they call the Demon Pack?" I give the Sheriff a nod as he runs his hand through his head. "I'm from that pack Derek, in fact, I was their omega, their breeder." I tense up at the fact that Stiles's father was a breeder himself. "Then that would mean that Stiles is a breeder as well. Stiles didn't have a mother did he?" The Sheriff shakes his head as I sigh and place my head on my hands. "Sheriff, did you give consent?" I let out a growl as the Sheriff shakes his head no. "Like I said, they're the Demon Pack. They don't care about things like consent or love. They take whatever they want and use it as many times as they want." "So they raped you?" "Of course, how do you think Stiles was born?" My eyes widen as the information sinks in. "Let me guess, that man that attacked Stiles was a member." The Sheriff nods his head silently. "Derek, I don't want Stiles to be like me. I don't want him to be forced to give up his first time." I only nod in understanding as I stand up. "I'll keep him safe." The Sheriff looks at me shocked for a moment before narrowing his eyes in caution. "You sure about that?" "I give you my word, I will make sure that Stiles remains safe and protected. No one should have to go through what you did." The Sheriff visibly relaxes as I look at Stiles, looking at the way he is now, you could see the innocence that radiances off of him. It made me want to smile for the first time since my first love died. The Sheriff goes over to his son and sits with him, making me slightly jealous for some reason. I could feel the stress slowing lowering as the Sheriff holds his son's hand. The Sheriff soon falls asleep from all the stress and fatigue that stuck to him, letting me keep a look out for any other unwelcomed guests. I don't mind, after all. They are special to my family and I, even if they don't realize it yet.