Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or any of it's characters. If I did, Sterek would be canon.
A/N: Derek is now the Alpha, the pack grows, Erica gets a date, Scott and Allison discuss their relationship and the pack go to the dance.
Also, for this story, Boyd is the same age as the rest of the pack, I might be mistaken but I think he's older than them in canon
The Hale Pack: Dance with me now.
The teens watched in shock, unsure of what to say or do when Derek turned to them with glowing red eyes.
"I'm the alpha now."
"Seriously?" Stiles asked in annoyance, startling the other teens, but Derek seemed unaffected. "You're really gonna do the whole power-hungry, wolf man thing? Really?" Derek continued staring. It was as if he didn't hear Stiles' words, but he did notice when Stiles stomped towards him, if his threatening growl was anything to go by. "Oh, cut it out Sourwolf."
Stiles rolled his eyes as Derek stood up, turned to face Stiles fully and growled. When Stiles was close enough Derek grabbed him roughly and pulled him in, and pressed his open mouth to Stiles' neck, fangs ready to bite in. Erica, Scott and Allison were freaking out, worried for Stiles' life and began to rush forward.
"Stop." Stiles said, loud enough for them all to hear, but not loud enough to startle Derek. "Wait." It was then that other teens noticed that Derek had frozen in place, his nose twitched as if he was smelling Stiles. After a moment, Derek receded his fangs, closed his mouth and nuzzled his face into Stiles neck. His wolf recognising Stiles as his mate allowed him to calm down enough that the animalistic haze, that came from the sudden surge of Alpha power, faded away.
"Uhh, guys?" Scott called out. "As much as I hate to interrupt all of this, I can hear sirens." Derek pulled away from Stiles and flashed his eyes at Scott, then walked over to the group. He reached for Stiles hand, but Stiles rushed past him, towards the Jeep.
"Stiles?"
"I got a plan." Stiles yelled as he leaned into the boot, searching through the weapons. When he pulled back, he had four chinese ring daggers, a lighter, a cloth and a molotov in his hands. He jogged over to Jennifer's corpse, kneeling beside her. He placed the lighter and cloth in his pocket and the molotov on the floor, then wore one dagger on each finger. He wore them like knuckles, gripping them tight as he lined each blade up with the claw marks in her neck. After a pause of hesitation, he pushed the blades into her neck, tracing and deepening the wounds with a back handed motion. Once he'd done so, he removed the cap from the molotov, splashing some of the liquid on the woman's hands and clothes. He recapped the bottle and gently placed it back on the ground.
"Can one of you put that back in the Jeep, please?" He asked as he ran back to Peter's body. He repeated the process with the ring daggers, but when he was done, he wiped the handles and rings down with the cloth, then placed them on Peter's fingers. He grimaced as he pulled the lighter out of his pocket, and lit it, holding it under the dagger on his index finger. The metal heated and caused the, already burnt, flesh around it to melt and stick to the metal. He repeated this with the others, then rushed back to the jeep, throwing the tools in and shutting the boot as the sirens grew closer.
When the police and ambulances got there, the group were huddled on the ground by the jeep, looking shocked and horrified. Derek and Scott were inches apart from each other, leaning against the Jeep. Stiles was cradled between Derek's legs and against his chest as he held hands with Erica. Erica had her head resting on Allison's right shoulder and her feet tangled with Derek's. Allison sat in Scott's lap, one hand resting on Erica's knee, the other over the girl's shoulders, just touching Stiles' left shoulder.
The sheriff was the first out of the car, rushing over to the pack. "What happened? A-are you okay? Are you injured?" Before any of them could answer, a deputy called out.
"Sheriff, we've got two dead bodies over here, one is the nurse, Jennifer Hodgins, the other is burnt, but I think it's Peter Hale."
The Sheriff sighed. "Okay, who was it?" Derek flashed his eyes. "Right."
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"You really don't remember anything?" Allison asked Lydia the next day. The pack gathered in Lydia's hospital room, including Jackson who was in a wheelchair for appearances. Jackson had managed to convince his dad to get him a 'private doctor' so that he could stay on the lacrosse team. Which is basically the Whittemore way of saying 'I want to stay a popular athlete so I need you to pay someone with a medical license to say they're keeping an eye on me so I can keep the actual doctors away.' Which meant no one outside of the pack knew that his ankle was fully healed because the bite had been successful.
"They called it a fugue state, which is basically a way of saying 'We have no idea why you can't remember escaping your hospital room without being seen, after being attacked by a psychotic killer for the second time that week, running through the woods and ending up next to said psychotic alpha whilst wearing nothing but a hospital gown.' But personally, I don't care. I lost nine pounds." She grinned holding out her arms. "And no one I care about died."
The pack chuckled at that, even Derek. Erica stopped suddenly, looking guilty and sombre.
"Lydia, I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me y-"
"Stop right there sweetheart." Lydia demanded, holding up a hand. "This," She gestured to herself and the room. "Isn't your fault. This is because of a psychotic, murderous, feral, alpha werewolf who was into teamwork. It's not your fault that he targeted you and none of us would have blamed you if you had said yes."
*Flashback*
"I'm epileptic." The man nodded in understanding.
"What if I told you, that it can all go away? The seizures. The medication. You can throw away the thing that is single handedly destroying your life. Not only that, but everything else will be improved. Speed, strength, vision. Everything." The man promised, placing his hand on her arm. "You can be powerful. Like me."
"I can?" Erica asked hopefully, looking up at the man, who smiled at her.
"All you have to do" The man grabbed her wrist and pulled it to his mouth "is say yes."
Erica hesitated for a second, unsure if she was willing to take a chance on someone who could simply be insane. She was saved from having to choose when she heard a familiar voice.
"Get away from her!" Stiles called out in anger, charging towards Erica and the man. As Stiles approached, the man's face transformed. Fangs grew from his mouth, his eyes turned red, his eyebrows disappeared, replaced with ridges.
"Peter?" Derek asked in shock and horror, but the man ignored him, instead proceeding to draw Erica's wrist closer.
"No." Erica yelled, trying to pull her wrist back as the pack grew closer. "No. I don't want it."
"You're lying." Peter snarled, yanking her arm closer.
"Stop!" He was close to sinking his teeth into her flesh, when an arrow pierced his shoulder and he stumbled backwards, howling in pain. Erica looked to see Allison holding a crossbow and the rest of the pack running towards her, Stiles in front.
"Erica, run!" Stiles screamed as his face contorted into beta form as he tackled the bleeding alpha. Derek and Scott helped subdue Peter as Lydia, who had abandoned her wheelchair, grabbed Erica's arm and pulled her away from the fight.
"C'mon, Erica." Lydia tugged on the girl's arm, successfully getting the girl to start running as Scott was sent flying into a wall, shortly followed by Stiles.
Derek was hurtled through the air by Peter and sent crashing into the two girls, the group collapsed to the ground. Lydia groaned at the weight, but that soon turned to a scream as she was dragged out by her ankles.
Peter crawled up her body, digging his claws into her sides which also caused Lydia's not yet healed bite wound to start bleeding again .
"Help," She gasped as she swung her elbow back. She was satisfied to hear a crunch as she hit Peters nose, unfortunately, it wasn't enough to make the alpha let go.
Allison shot off another arrow, one that hit Peter in his right shoulder blade, followed by the third and final arrow Allison had in her. Less than a second later, Scott and Stiles were pulling on the alpha's arms, trying to pry them from Lydia's flesh. Derek had his arms around his once beloved uncle Peter's neck, and once Scott and Stiles had pried the alpha's claws from Lydia, he jumped backwards, pulling Peter away from Lydia. Derek allowed his claws to dig into the Alpha's shoulder as he lifted him into the air and threw him away from the people he considered a part of his and Stiles' unconventional Pack.
"She's bleeding!" Erica gaped in shock, pressing her hands to Lydia's sides. A few seconds later, Jackson arrived and Erica asked him to take over applying pressure to the wounds.
"What? Why? Where are you going?" He demanded to know even as he did as she asked. "Please, help her!"
"I am, okay." She stated whilst removing her belt. "I'm m-making a tourniquet. But I'm gonna need your belt too. Mine isn't thick enough." She stated, dedicating her attention to working on wrapping the belt around her new friend, she attempted to block out the sounds of the Alpha behind her.
"You have a choice, help her and let me go. Or keep me and let her die. You can't call an ambulance while I'm here without revealing the supernatural to the world. It's up to you."
"Go." Stiles stated with a glare. "But remember, I will find you and you will pay for hurting my pack."
Peter chuckled, "I made a good choice with you Stiles, it's a shame you won't join me yet."
"I'll never join you." Stiles stated firmly.
"You say that now, but you'll change your mind. I know you will." Then Peter was gone and the pack was gathered around Lydia as Scott called an ambulance.
"You're gonna be okay Lyd, you're gonna be okay." It wasn't long until the ambulance got there, Jackson was able to (bribe) convince the paramedics to let him go with Lydia, leaving the rest of the pack standing in the street.
*End Flashback*
"I was going to." Erica stated softly, only just loud enough for the humans in the room to hear, eyes downcast as if she was ashamed. "Before I saw you all, I was going to take the chance, but then I saw how scared you were and I realised it probably wasn't a good thing."
"The Bite itself isn't that bad." Stiles told her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I mean it hurts, and it doesn't always take. But if it doesn't kill you, it can be a gift. I mean look at me, I love being a werewolf! We were scared because we didn't want you with Peter. As you've learned, Peter wasn't a good guy. He would have manipulated you and used his power over you to turn you into a killer. You deserve better." Erica smiled weakly, glancing up at Stiles, before returning her gaze to the floor. Derek shared a look with each member of the pack in turn, each giving him a small nod, or some or other indication of approval, in response to his unspoken question.
"Erica, look at me." He requested softly and the blonde did as he asked. "If you were given the same offer by someone else, someone who would treat you like Pack, not like a weapon, what would you say?"
The girl looked unsure for a second. "I'd say yes, but what does it matter? Pe-"
"Peter was the only one in town who could turn someone, yes. But that's not because of him. It's because of the Alpha power he held. When he died, that power went to me." Erica's eyes widened in realisation.
"So that means-?"
"Yes, I could turn you, but like I said, it's not a 100% guarantee. It could kill you." He reminded her in a soft but firm tone.
The girl nodded seriously. "I know the risks. I've been thinking about it since that night. I don't want to spend the rest of my life trapped by this illness. My seizures have been getting worse and more frequent, the next seizure could kill me, and I-I can't stand the thought of dying before I have a chance to live but with this, I can't completely live. My parents are scared to take me anywhere, scared to let me do anything and I hate it. I want a chance to stay out all night with friends, do stupid things, travel. I-I want my parents to be able to go out on a date without worrying about me. I want to live." Erica paused suddenly, her eyes filling with tears. "So, yes, if you're willing, I want you to turn me. Please."
Derek nodded. "Okay."
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One week later, on Sunday night, Erica, Lydia and Allison were in Erica's room, picking out clothes for school the next day. Everyone else had gone back the week before, but after the traumatic experiences they had been through, the teenage members of the pack had been excused from class, the sheriff himself had spoken to the principal for them. The girls of the pack were sorting out outfits for the next day, and arranging Erica's new clothes. Derek had decided to spoil his pack, buying all of them a whole new wardrobe, complete with plenty of black and leather. They had all protested, Jackson and Lydia insisting to help with the bill, but Derek refused. Explaining that, as an alpha, he needed to care for his pack. Buying them things that they want and need made him feel like he was doing his job. After a few grumbles, the teens stopped arguing and, to be honest, Erica was so happy that they did.
"I know this sounds vain, but, I look good." Erica said happily as she looked at her new, rather tight, blue top in the mirror. "I've never been pretty before, I like it." She smiled.
"You've always been beautiful, Erica." Lydia smiled from behind the blonde, eyes also fixed on the girl's reflection. "You were just unfortunate enough to have an illness and insecurities that hid it." Holding up one of the girls new dresses. "How about this with your leather jacket?"
"Which one?" Allison asked with a chuckle as she hung up some of the clothes. Derek hadn't just gotten them the same jacket multiple times, like he had. Nope, he brought them so many different styled jackets, some snug fitting, some that stopped at the waist, some in colour, some with badges, some with hoods, Erica could confidently say that she had a leather jacket for everything.
"Hmm, this one." Lydia announced, holding up a jacket, then handed it to the blonde, along with the dress "I'll find you some shoes." Erica smiled gratefully, accepting the items and setting them on her desk, then began removing her clothes.
"So," Allison started with a smile, placing some accessories next to the dress. "Let's talk boys. Anyone you've got your eye on?" Allison grinned, while moving to help Lydia.
"Well, there is this guy in a few of my classes, he's really good looking and nice. One time after I had a seizure, he brought me flowers and came to see me at the hospital. I've always wanted to get to know him, but I was too nervous." She informed her friends as she pulled on the dress. "Maybe now that will change."
"What's his name?" Allison asked excitedly.
"Vernon Boyd." Erica sighed happily, as Allison and Lydia shared a look. "What?"
"He's one of the options." Lydia informed the girl. "Like we told you before, Derek needs to establish a pack relatively quickly. He needs a minimum of three Betas. Yes, he currently has four, but one is his mate and only you were turned by him, so it'll take longer to build a pack connection. Also, Derek grew up in a large pack, so he subconsciously pines for a large pack again." She paused to allow Erica to take in the information, then continued. "Boyd and another boy named Isaac Lahey are the current options. They were chosen because we have determined that they would be most likely to accept and successfully turn. Teenagers have a higher chance of survival than other age groups and Boyd, apparently, reeks of loneliness and misery, we believe that the chance to not only have friends, but pack and family, would appeal to him greatly, enough to say yes. The improved senses and strength will probably just be a bonus to him. Isaac, is a bit more complicated. He is being abused by his father. We know that he's not being bullied in school, but Scott and Stiles have smelt blood on him multiple times, they've picked up on his pain a lot too. All of us have noticed how he flinches at loud noises or when someone gets too close. Jackson has gone to the Sheriff, but so far Lahey has denied the allegations, so they have to wait for a warrant. Jackson's testimony alone isn't enough as a court would question why he didn't come forward sooner."
"Why didn't he?" Erica asked curiously.
"Because, before he realised that he does in fact have a soul, he was a self centred dick." Lydia stated simply. "Now, try these." She demanded, handing Erica a pair of shoes.
"These are nice, but I'm going to wear my TARDIS shoes." Erica decided.
"They're blue, that dress is red. No way. And that dress is so beautiful, the design is so you." Lydia stated, crossing her arms, taking a stand against the girl's choice. "You need to make a statement on your first day back after the change."
"So you want me to wear the dress because of the design, that's the only reason?" Erica asked, smirking as Lydia nodded suspiciously. "Great, I've got the same dress in blue." Erica grinned, then practically tore her current dress off. Allison giggled and held out the aforementioned dress, which the blonde quickly put on, along with the shoes and jacket. Lydia looked from the dress, to the shoes, to Erica and back, then hummed.
"Fine, you could do worse. We'll work on your fashion sense later." Lydia sighed, then grinned "Now, take that off, and get into your pajamas, we can sort out accessories in the morning. For now, let's put all of this away, get as much junk food as we can carry and binge watch stargate."
"SG-1, right?" Allison asked hopefully.
"Of course."
"Good, that's the best one." Allison grinned, pulling her own pajamas out of her bag. The girls changed and put away the last of Erica's clothes, and a few outfits of Lydia and Allison's, which they decided to leave in case of an impromptu sleepover. Within twenty minutes, they were wedged into Erica's bed, buried under piles of junk food.
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"You ready for this?" Stiles asked Erica as the pack stood by the Jeep before school started. Stiles had picked up Scott and the three girls and drove them all there. Jackson , and surprisingly Derek, met them at the school.
"Hell yeah." Erica stated, grinning confidently at him.
The group all wore their new clothes, drawing looks from other students and making Derek's wolf yip with pride. Derek looked at each member of his pack with a soft smile on his face. "Right." He began, drawing the attention of his Beta's and mate. "You've all got everything thing that you need?" The teens nodded. "Okay, remember: No fighting, unless provoked. No shifting, unless you're alone. No weapons, unless absolutely necessary. No skipping class, unless it's an unimportant, boring lesson. And no alcohol, it won't help." Lydia went to speak, but Derek cut her off. "None for you two, because it's not fair to the others."
"Do you want us to start trying to befriend Isaac and Boyd today?" Allison asked curiously.
"If the opportunity presents itself, but if not, just have fun today and let people realise the no one is going to fuck with any of you ever again."
"Damn right." Stiles grinned and gave Derek a kiss, ignoring the groans from the pack.
The first bell sounded, and Derek pulled away reluctantly "Okay, try to not be miserable. Oh and don't kill anyone. Understood?"
"Yes alpha." The pack chorused, causing Derek to smile.
"Good, now get to class, I'll see you all after school for training." The pack exchanged farewells with their alpha, then made their way into the school.
Stiles was in front, Erica to his right. Allison was directly behind Stiles, Scott to her left, Lydia to her right and Jackson next to Lydia. The pack turned heads as they walked down the halls like they owned the place, they radiated confidence and ease. Erica had never felt like this before. All of her actions had been second guessed in the past, she'd make herself small and hope to not be seen. Now she had the pack and was free from epilepsy. This was the greatest feeling and she never wanted to let it go.
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Lydia laughed at something Scott said as the pack glided into the cafeteria. They turned more than a few heads and ignore each one of them, striding over to Lydia and Jackson's usual table in the centre of the room. The girls took their places at the table as the boys sat down their bags and left to get the food.
The cafeteria was shocked silent around them, most likely at Scott, Stiles and Erica more than anything. The girls knew full well that even if the whispered, half of the room would hear them, so they spoke normally.
"So, when are you gonna ask him to the dance?" Allison asked Erica excitedly. "And no, you can't back out now. You've had a crush on him forever!"
"Geez, thanks Ally, just let everybody know." Erica scolded teasingly.
"It's not like like she said his name, Erica." Lydia rolled her eyes. "Anyway, you have to ask him by tomorrow at the latest. The dance is friday and we have to make sure he has a suitable outfit to match your radiancy."
"Damn right, you've only just realised your own beauty, we don't need some guy showing you up with a uncoordinated outfit." Allison agreed with a nod.
"On behalf of my gender I say 'Hey!' From a neutral standpoint I understand and approve, we don't need anyone showing up Erica." Stiles stated as he approached the table with a tray in either hand. He sat down opposite Erica and kept the other for himself. Scott and Jackson did the same, handing their second tray's to their respective girlfriends.
"So Stiles, have you convinced Derek to go with you yet?" Erica asked, trying to get the topic away from her, but this only regained the interest of the people listening on. Stilinski bringing a guy? Rumours had been circulating since Lydia's party and grew when people claimed to have seen him with a hot older guy at the bowling alley on a group date, but they couldn't possibly be true, right?
"Not yet, he said, and I quote,'I am not putting on a monkey suit and going to a stupid, meaningless high school dance. Prom, fine, but not this.' So, I'm going to need you all to pester him tonight. This is the first school dance that I've had a relationship during, I'll be damned if I don't take my boyfriend. Dad knows about him and approves, you guy's are fine with it, so I don't give a fuck about what anyone thinks." Stiles stated firmly, ending his rant by shoving a handful a chips (Fries) in his mouth.
"Just say Danny asked you to go with him, that'll get him riled up and he won't refuse." Jackson suggested with a grin.
"I heard my name, what's going on?" Danny asked as he walked over to the table, sitting at the end somewhat hesitantly.
"Hey Danny," Lydia greeted happily. "Derek is refusing to go to the dance with Stiles. So, we were thinking that Stiles could say that you offered to go with him,which would get him jealous and make him agree to go."
"Okay, that's cool, I'm in. I'm going stag anyway, if he still refuses to go, I'll reserve a dance for you." Danny joked with a wink.
"Thanks Dannyboy." Stiles grinned.
"Since when are you Jack O'Neill?" Erica teased
"Since always! I have the sarcasm, the humor, and the good looks." Stiles grinned and gestured wildly as he made his points, almost hitting Scott multiple times.
"Actually, I'd say you're more Xander." Scott countered quickly, having put a lot of thought into which characters they were both most similar to over the years.
"Yeah, but a Xander/Willow mix," Lydia corrected thoughtfully. "Scott, you're kind of a Clark Kent, I think, the Smallville version."
"You're definitely Cordelia." Allison informed the red head. "But like, in Angel, when she's more badass."
"Damn right." Lydia grinned. "Now, we can sort out everybody else's roles later, for now, back to Erica."
"Ugh, screw it." Erica growled as she stood up and marched to a table in the corner of the room. She sat down opposite Boyd who looked up at her in shock.
"Hey Boyd." She greeted with a grin.
"Hey Erica, you look.. Different."
"I'll take that as a compliment." She grinned. To the outside world, she was the perfect image of confidence, but the male members of her pack could hear her heart racing. "so, I was wondering if you would like to go to the dance with me on friday?"
"Don't take this the wrong way, but with your change in look and attitude, you could have any guy in this room, why are you asking me?" He asked curiously, raising an eyebrow at her.
"Because none of them ever glanced twice at me unless I was having a seizure, never came to visit me at the hospital afterwards or brought me flowers. And most importantly," She leant across the table and picked up his apple."none of them are the human embodiment of Teal'c" She grinned and took a bite of the apple. Hoots of laughter came from her pack, but she ignored them as Boyd chuckled.
"You picked up on that?" It was more of a statement than a question, but Erica answered anyway.
"Absolutely." she grinned and Boyd smiled slightly back at her. His smile quickly disappeared and he opened his mouth to say something, but Erica quickly spun around as she heard a shift in the air as something flew towards her. She caught a paper aeroplane as it was an inch from her head.
"Dammit." Stiles laughed as Erica flipped him off and turned back to Boyd who had his eyebrow raised at her. She simply grinned as she unfolded the note, giggling at what was written.
She slid the paper over to Boyd. "Here's my number, let me know what you decide." With that she stood and walked back to her friends, giving Stiles a head slap before sitting down.
Shortly after, the noise in the cafeteria picked up again, and the group could talk in private. Just before the end of lunch, Erica's phone buzzed from a text.
From: Unknown (12:56)
Message: I'm in, what colour tie do I need? -Boyd
Erica smiled happily, making eye contact with Boyd from across the room.
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Erica heard Jackson groan as he landed next to her on the grass. Out of the corner of her eye, Erica could see Allison and Lydia sparring hand to hand as the sheriff supervised, dropping in tips here and there. Scott and Stiles were behind her somewhere, practicing with throwing knives in the case that hand to hand and close quarter contact would be a bad idea. Derek walked over to her and Jackson and helped them up.
"You need to think outside of the box. Surprise me and yourselves with what you do. If you get predictable you will die." Derek stated as he pulled them to their feet then walked away. "Go again." Erica was relieved that Derek had allowed them to change clothes before hand. Werewolf or not, she would not have been able to handle this in leather.
Jackson moved to charge at Derek's back, but Erica grabbed his arm and shook her head then pulled him to the left.
She made a few hand gestured, that Jackson seemed to understand as he made a few back at her. After a few seconds they had a plan. Derek turned and looked at them, waiting for them to make a move and almost rolled his eye's as they started charging at him. Erica was in front of Jackson, when she was a metre away from Derek, she dropped to the ground. Derek sighed and was ready to jump over her, only to realise that she was crouched, hands firmly planted on the ground and making no move to sweep his legs out. Then a foot landed on her back. Derek looked up to see Jackson flying through the air, feet aiming for his face. He caught the foot just in time, only for the other one to hit his stomach, whilst a leg swept out his feet. He let go off Jackson's foot as he fell to the floor. His hands were restrained above his head by Erica, one of her hands at his throat, his legs were restrained by Jackson, who had a clawed hand positioned directly over the Alpha's heart.
"Well done. Good communication with the hand gestures." John called out in a proud voice. Derek looked pleasantly surprised that they had taken the time to make a plan. Even if it was only a few seconds.
"Good thinking, you did well. Just remember that you won't always be able to do that, you will have to just rely on your instinct, but well done. You worked as a unit, that's important in a pack, I'm proud of you." The Beta's preened at their alpha's praise as they let him go. Jackson was especially pleased at the approval. Despite all of his efforts, he could never seem to earn the approval of his adopted parents, this was new for him.
"Right, everyone." He called out, raising his voice for the humans to hear. "Take a couple of laps around the field, then I'm going to teach the wolves something new. How to shift. Fully." Derek got a few odd looks as he smirked and shifted. There were collected gasps as the pack ran over to the the black wolf, stood where Derek was just seconds before. Not the weird monster wolf that Peter turned into, but a full furred wolf.
Stiles grouched in front of the creature in amazement. "Der?" Derek flashed his eyes in return. Stiles chuckled in awe and went to pet the wolf, only to be playfully growled at. The wolf nudged his head towards the edge of the clearing. "You want us to do those laps now?" Derek nodded and Stiles sighed. "Fine. Let's go guys." The pack started their laps, glancing back at their wolfed out alpha.
Derek was able to communicate with the Sheriff enough to let him know that clothes he wore were now destroyed. The sheriff had kindly put a jacket over Derek so that when he shifted back he didn't flash the pack. He wore only a pair of joggers when the pack finished their laps.
"Okay, so take off anything you don't want to destroy, because anything you're wearing will get shredded." Derek informed them.
"I got it in my head that once he was potty trained and able to dress and wash himself, I wouldn't have to see my son naked again and I'd like to stick with that." John said. "So I'm gonna head back to the house, I'll get dinner ready, let me know when you're on your way back." With a few agreements, mainly from Stiles, John left the clearing.
"Do you girls want to stay? Are you all okay with them staying?" There was a chorus of yes' and, of course, Lydia had to take it a step further.
"I don't mind, Ally and I have seen Stiles naked, I've seen Jackson naked, Scott and Stiles have probably seen each other naked, Ally, Erica and I have seen each other naked, Ally and Scott have seen each other naked, Erica and I will probably see Scott naked eventually, same with Ally and Erica for Jackson, might as well get it over with in a less pressured setting." Lydia shrugged, but Derek was glaring.
"When did you see Stiles naked?" He demanded, Derek didn't mean to be so angry, but this was his mate, no one was allowed to see him naked but him. Scott was understandable as they grew up together and if that picture Stiles showed them was anything to go off, they had probably had to see each other naked at some point in order to get clean. But Allison and Lydia? That had to be recent.
"The night he stayed at my parents house and Lydia spilt nail polish all down his clothes." Allison chuckled.
"I still say it was on purpose." Stiles glared. "But I don't know how you managed to get it on my underwear. I'm just so glad I had changed before mrs Argent walked in." Stiles shuddered, causing the pack to laugh.
"So don't worry alpha, it wasn't sexual and we weren't trying to steal your mate." Lydia assured with a grin. "Now, are you guy's gonna get naked or not?" she asked expectantly. Within minutes, the beta's were stripped down to their underwear, deciding not to get completely naked right away even though they all knew that would be when they shifted back. Erica took her bra off too, just wearing panties, which turned out to be batman designs, the same as Stiles' boxers.
"Ha, we're underwear twins!"
"So could everyone in your family do this?" Scott asked curiously as he elected to ignore that comment
"Yes and no. Every werewolf, bitten or born, has the potential to do it, but only some could do it naturally, others have to be taught. Peter never fully learnt how to do it, which is why he turned into a monster-like wolf. He couldn't get past the halfway point between werewolf and wolf."
He spent the next half hour talking them through how to shift. Erica was the first to successfully do so. This didn't surprise Derek as it was easier for girls to learn. Her wolf was a pale blonde colour, not as large as Derek's form, but still larger than an average wolf.
Stiles was next, then Scott, then Jackson. Stiles' wolf was reddish brown and slightly smaller than Derek's, but larger than Erica. Scott's was a rich brown, the same colour as his eyes and the same size as Stiles. Jackson's was a dirty blonde colour, slightly larger than the other beta's but, again, smaller than Derek.
There was something freeing about being in wolf form, a peaceful escape from the chaos of humanity. Just being one with nature and Pack was an incredible feeling. In this form, they could feel the pack bonds. Like threads tying them together.
They stayed in that form for hours, Derek shifted with them. Lydia and Allison took turns to pet them, the wolves played wrestling and a unique version of tag, until the almost full moon rose high in the sky.
A little after ten, they arrived back at the Stilinski household, where they told the sheriff everything, ate pizza and fell asleep in a pile in the living room floor. Reveling in the warmth and safety of pack.
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Wednesday morning, Erica woke with a groan, she want to rub her eye's, only to find that she couldn't. With a start, she opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a basement, her hands chained to a wall. She looked around to see Stiles, Scott and Jackson also chained up in some way or another. Then slowly, memories started coming back to her. Monday, back to school, asking out Boyd, training, fully shifting, pack. Tuesday, irritable, angry, full moon. With a groan, she hit her head against the wall.
"Who was the asshole driving the truck that hit me?" Stiles groaned from across the room. Scott and Jackson soon woke up with similar groans. A few seconds later, the door to the basement opened and Derek walked down the steps. "Good morning. Sleep well?" irritated groans were his response.
"That was worse than the first time." Stiles groaned as Derek started undoing Erica's chains. "Isn't it supposed to get easier?"
"It is and it will. Last night was difficult for me too and I'm afraid that it was my fault." He admitted as he moved on to realise Jackson.
"How was it your fault?" Scott asked suspiciously.
"Do you remember that I sent Lydia and Allison home?"
"Yeah, to keep them safe from us." Jackson nodded as Derek moved to Stiles next.
"Well, that was a mistake on my part, I didn't realise the bonds were so strong already. It wasn't until Lydia called to check on how you were doing, and everyone, myself included, calmed at her voice. So I asked her and Allison to come over. Once they were in the house and you could hear their heartbeats and smell their scents, the night was a lot easier."
"Pack keeps you grounded." Erica said knowingly. "And when they weren't here-"
"The pack was incomplete." Jackson finished as Scott was freed.
"Exactly, so from now on, they'll be around during full moons, not in the room though, at least not until you're all in control." They nodded in agreement. "Now come on, Ally made breakfast."
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"Hey Boyd, come sit with us." Erica demanded as she tugged the boy to their table. Well, tables. Yesterday, the pack had gotten so much food that they had needed a second table. The wolves blamed the full moon, the humans blamed the wolves claiming that they were trying to make it less weird. Despite the full moon being over, the wolves were still starving, so they pushed tables together again. To save the cafeteria staff, and themselves, they brought their own food. A lot of it. Scott and Allison had also managed to convince Isaac to sit with them. The poor boy looked so nervous.
"So," Danny started, with a curious look at the food. "Last night, people claimed that they heard wolves howling."
"Really? That's interesting, but impossible. There are no wolves in California." Lydia informed him matter of factly, while the rest of the pack tried to stifle laughs, not that Danny seemed to have noticed, but Boyd and Isaac did, judging by their puzzled expressions.
"I know, but so many people complained about it, there were calls to the sheriff station about it and everything." Danny said excitedly.
"M-my dad h-heard it." Isaac stuttered, unsure if he was allowed to speak or not. "H-he was annoyed because it was so loud th-that he couldn't h-hear the TV."
"See," Danny gestured, not noticing Isaacs flinch or the way that the boy rubbed his side. "Now I don't know if it was a prank or something, but people definitely heard it."
"Yeah, definitely." Stiles agreed distractedly, looking at Isaac in concern as his mind worked at a mile a minute.
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Isaac sat in the Stilinski living room later that evening, shocked silent as he took in the appearance of the two males in front of him, his mind reeling from the information he'd just been given. Derek sat patiently, eye's glowing red as he looked at the abused boy in front of him.
Stiles had taken Derek to the cemetery where Isaac worked so that they could talk to the teen, only to find the boy trapped in an open grave by an overturned backhoe. They helped him out and took him back to the Stilinski residence, where they told him about everything and offered him the bite. Of course Stiles added that he and the others really did want to be friends with Isaac and still would if he decided not to take the bite. He reiterated his point by informing the curly haired boy that Allison was human and still their friend and pack mate. And Lydia appeared to still be human, despite having been bitten and scratched by an Alpha several times.
"Yes." Isaac stated certainly and braced himself as Derek walked forward.
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Scott and Allison nervously sat across from each other in Lydia's guest room, where Allison was currently living. Both wanting to say something, but unsure how. The pair had spent the day with Isaac, trying to get to know him and get him to open up.
Although it had only been a day, Allison felt herself drawn to the boy, the way she had been to Scott. Scott made sense because they were mates, but you can't have two mates. Can you?
"I have feelings for Isaac!" Allison blurted out, at the same time as Scott said the exact same thing.
"Really?" They asked in unison.
"Yeah." Scott spoke first. "It's weird, because I've never been into guy's before. There's just something- I'm drawn to him the same way that I'm drawn to you." He admitted, rubbing the back of his head.
"I was thinking the same thing." She paused for a second."Is it possible to have more than one mate?"
"Yup." Lydia announced, barging into the room, startling the couple. "A werewolf can have two mates, but those mates are always also mated to each other. So, if Isaac is your third mate, then he will feel the same way towards you."
She flopped onto the bed, smiling at the couple. "The bite took, by the way. Derek bit him a few hours ago and he's already starting to show signs of turning and there's no black blood, so it's looking optimistic. Now, tell me all about the crush you have on our new pup."
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Isaac strutted though the school with his head held high the next morning, more confident than ever before, with Erica by his side as they headed to their shared history class. He wore a new leather jacket, black skinny jeans and a black button up shirt. He grinned as he turned a few heads walking to class. He'd been given his first 'mission' already, stick by Erica and make sure Boyd is worthy of taking her to the dance. Although, the blonde girl was unaware of this.
They walked into the classroom, side by side, and immediately moved towards Boyd, who sat at the desk in the back right corner of the classroom. Erica sat at the desk next to him, Isaac at the desk in front. "Hey Boyd." Isaac grinned while sitting backwards on his chair and, despite keeping his expression and posture blank, Boyd was startled to see such a drastic change in the shy boy from the day before.
"Hi Erica, hey Isaac." He greeted the pair with a slight nod.
"We still on for the mall tonight? To pick out our stuff for the dance?" Erica asked as she inspected her sharp nails with a blank expression, attempting to hide her trepidation born from the thought that Boyd would change his mind about going to the dance with her.
"Indeed." Boyd confirmed with a twinkle in his eye that contradicted his blank expression, earning him a pleased grin from Erica. Isaac narrowed his eyes at the pair, trying to figure out the inside joke he obviously wasn't in on, before remembering what Lydia and Allison had asked him to do.
"So Boyd. What are your plans for the future? What do you do for a living? What are your intentions with Erica?" Isaac fired rapidly while staring at the, admittedly larger but obviously weaker thanks to his current status as a human, boy with a menacing glower he would have never been able to pull off before the turn.
"Isaac!" Erica hissed, but Boyd took it in stride.
"I work at the local Ice Rink, I drive the zamboni, I plan to take Erica to the dance, and if she decides that he had a good time, I hope to take her on a real date. As for the future, I plan to go to college, I'm not sure what I want to major in yet, but I have two years to figure it out." He stated, smiling at Isaac who studied him for a second before nodding.
"Good answer," He smirked, then turned to face the front of the class as their teacher arrived.
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"So Stiles, did Danny ask you yet?" Lydia asked curiously as the pack walked through the mall, leisurely walking in the direction of the first store on their agenda.
"Yup, but I don't know if I'm going to say yes or not." Stiles answered honestly, he didn't know if Derek was going to change his mind about going to the dance or not, so he didn't know if he'd take Danny up on his offer of a dance. Of course, he knew Derek wouldn't be thinking 'dance' but 'date'.
"Yes you do, you're saying yes, because there is no way you're going stag and no way you're not going." Lydia protested. Derek wrapped his arms around Stiles' waist and pulled Stiles to him.
"None of those things are happening, because he's going with me." Derek glared at the redhead for daring to suggest anything otherwise, despite being well aware that it was his own stubbornness that had led to the situation at hand.
"I thought you didn't want to go." Lydia raised an eyebrow to challenge Derek.
"I changed my mind." Lydia rolled her eyes.
"Fine," Lydia snapped at Derek and glared fiercely, convincingly acting as though he had annoyed her by deciding to go. "I'll help you pick out a suit too."
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Friday seemed to arrive quickly for the Pack. Scott and Allison grew closer to Isaac in those few days and were able to convince him to go to the dance with them, not that it took much convincing. What did take some convincing was getting the teachers to allow Scott to redo some tests during lunch and after school, bringing up his grades enough that he could go to the dance. It was worth it, the pack was having fun, well most of the pack was.
"Derek, c'mon just dance with me!" Stiles all but growled at his mate and alpha.
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Derek. Get off your cute little ass and dance with me now." Derek just raised his eyebrows as Stiles sighed "If you're not going to dance, why did you agree to come?" He asked, even though he already knew the answer.
"So that you wouldn't come with Danny." Was the predictable reply Derek gave. Stiles was about to sigh again, but the mention of Danny's name made him remember that the boy had promised him something.
"Fine," He smirked "have it your way." Stiles sauntered away from Derek, swaying his hips to taunt the Alpha, and crossed the dancefloor to find Danny. "Hey Danny." Stiles greeted with a grin.
"Hey Stiles, looking good." Danny complimented, then glanced over to Derek, who was glaring at him. "And Derek's here too."
"Yup, but he's being grouchy and refusing to dance with me." Stiles pouted causing Danny to laugh and Derek's glare to intensify. "But, I seem to recall you promising me a dance."
Danny chuckled knowingly as Stiles batted his eyelashes. "So I did." Danny placed his drink down on a nearby table. "C'mon." He grabbed Stiles arm and led him to the dance floor. They made small talk as they danced, they made it through three songs, when a slow song started playing. Denny smirked as he pulled Stiles closer to his body, sensing Stiles' frustration over 'failing' to make his boyfriend jealous enough to make a move, he decided to help and give Derek the final push he needed. They danced chest to chest for approximately three seconds before Danny was roughly pulled off of Stiles, drawing worried looks from other dancers as Derek pulled Stiles against his own body.
"Danny? Are you okay?" Stiles asked in concern.
"Yeah I'm fine," Danny assured, leaning in to whisper to the couple. "Next time just ask me to let go of your mate, no need to go all wolfy on me." He wore a knowing smirk as he winked at the startled pair.
All the wolves in the pack looked at Danny in shock. "Y-you know?!" Stiles asked in shock.
"Dude, it's Beacon Hills." Danny rolled his eyes. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find someone who doesn't have a jealous boyfriend to dance with." And with that, Danny disappeared into the crowd. The pack switched dance partners every couple of songs and had a great night. Derek had been more than willing to claim Stiles for the final dance, ending it by giving his mate a passionate kiss, right there in the middle of the dance floor, for everyone to see.
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That night Stiles and Derek stumble through the front door of the Stilinski household, lips locked together. They were thankfully alone. The Sheriff would be at the station all night, Erica was telling Boyd about the pack and offering him the bite, they would come to the house in the morning if he chose to accept it. Allison, Scott and Isaac had gone to Scott's house to 'talk' as apparently Isaac had been feeling the pull towards them. Lydia and Jackson were finding out how much Danny knew and making sure he'd keep whatever he did know to himself, then go back to Lydia's. So Stiles and Derek had the whole night to themselves.
They managed to make their way upstairs without breaking anything, although the banister now sported a hand shaped dent from Derek gripping it too hard.
Derek kissed down Stiles' neck, drawing delicious moans from the teen. "So beautiful. Gonna claim you. Make you mine. Let everyone know."
"Wait, d-do you mean?"
"Yeah, if you want it too, I want to claim you. Mark you, let everyone know you're mine. I wanna complete the Bond Stiles." Derek purred into Stiles' skin.
"A-are you sure, I mean I want to, I really want to, but are you sure this isn't just jealousy talking. I mean the rule-"
"The rule is stupid." Derek growled as he started undressing Stiles. "I made it so that I wouldn't be like Kate. That night in the school I realised that even if we completed the bond earlier, I wouldn't be like her, because I love you, Stiles. Maybe it is jealousy that prompted me to act tonight, but that doesn't mean that I don't want it, and I definitely won't regret it. But if you want to wait, I understand and I'll wait until you decide you're ready. Before or after your 18th." Derek promised, looking down at his now naked mate.
"I want to." Stiles said certainly. "I want you Derek."
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"Ugh, it stinks in here." Jackson complained as he walked into the Stilinski household the next morning, wrinkling his nose in disgust the next morning, Erica, Scott, and Isaac were doing the same. Lydia and Allison shared a look of fond bemusement while Boyd resisted the urge to chuckle.
"You already knew that it would, so quit whining." Lydia ordered as she set the shopping bags on the Stilinski's kitchen counter.
"Are we seriously making them a 'congratulations for getting laid' breakfast?" Isaac incredulously.
"Well, we were gonna call it the 'Thank you for securing the Pack Bonds and giving us all mad power head rushes' Breakfast, but that works too." Erica shrugged as she searched through the cupboards for pans. "Besides, you're just grouchy because you didn't get laid. Don't bother denying it." Isaac opened his mouth to reply, but Lydia cut in.
"Now, now, children let's not argue or you'll wake mummy and daddy." She teased. The pack worked as a unit making breakfast for their alpha and his mate. Boyd found himself picking up on small things, like how the pack, even the human members, always seemed to know when someone needed something. Erica got a grater from the draw and held it out, just in time for Lydia to turn and grab it. As he chopped some vegetables, Boyd noticed himself picking up another knife and holding out for Isaac to grab. It was subconscious and a little freaky, but he kind of liked it. He has decided to take the bite. He knew the risks and he also knew that he didn't need to turn in order to be a part of the pack, but he wanted to. He wanted the confidence that the others have gained from it, he wants to feel this bond that the others do. He's already feeling it a little, as are Lydia and Allison, but the way Erica described it sounded incredible, and she claimed she wasn't describing it well enough.
Erica. She was beautiful even before she turned, no one else seemed to see it but he did. The way her face would light up when she read a comic book, or that small grin that was always on her face the morning after a new Doctor Who episode. It's always the little things that Boyd notices, but it's the little things that make up the big things.
The teenagers turned in unison as the front door opened, a few seconds later, the exhausted looking sheriff appeared in the kitchen.
"Good morning Sheriff." The girls of the pack greeted in unison. Jackson nodded in lieu of saying anything.
"Morning!" Scott greeted loudly and forced a smile onto his face, trying to act normal. John raised an eyebrow but chose not to comment on Scott's behaviour, at that particular moment.
"Mornin'" He greeted instead, then looked at Boyd and Isaac. "Boyd and Isaac, right?"
"Yes sir." Boyd nodded. "It's a pleasure to meet you."
"You too son." John shook his hand, then Isaac's. "So you both said yes?" He asked, pouring himself a cup of coffee.
"I have, Derek turned me a few days ago," Isaac stated as he helped serve up the food, he then nodded in Boyd's direction. "he hasn't said yes yet."
"But I'm going to."
"Y'know you don't have to, right? You can still be a part of the Pack and stay human. I'm human, so are Lydia and Allison."
"I know sir, but I want to." Boyd stated firmly and the Sheriff nodded.
"Fair enough, so are those two still in bed?" The teens all nodded, suddenly looking unsure and slightly nervous and a switch flicked in John's mind. "Oh god, they did it, didn't they? They 'completed the Bond'." At the collected nods, he groaned. "Dammit, why?"
"Uh, sheriff, I thought you liked Derek?" Scot asked, half confused, half nervous.
"I do, that's the problem!" John sighed, earning him confused looks from the teenagers. "From a father's stand point, and as the Sheriff, I should shoot and arrest him for having sex with my underage son. But because I like Derek and know he'd never hurt Stiles,, I don't want to. Plus I know enough to know that 'Completing the Bond' is part of some werewolf thing that I can't even begin to understand, but basically means they're married now."
"Then please don't." Stiles said from the doorway, Derek stood behind him, looking nervous.
"Ugh, get in here and eat, I'm too tired to get my gun right now." John sighed, seemingly forgetting that his gun was still in the holster on his hip. He sent Lydia a grateful smile when she set a large plate of food down in front of him.
The pack devoured the mountain of food easily and once the Sheriff went to bed, prepared to turn Boyd.
"Are you sure? You know the risks?" Derek asked the boy, "This isn't something you step into lightly. You can stay human and still be a part of the pack"
"I know." Boyd assured, starting to grow exasperated by everyone reminding him of that fact. "I also know that it could kill me and I know about the hunters, Erica told me everything. I've thought about it. If you want, you can ask me again in a week, but my answer will be the same. I want this."
Derek nodded. "Okay. Brace yourself."
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