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Stiles’ new house was HUGE!
It was a beautiful, made of red and cream brick, surrounded by a huge, dense forest. It had its own tower – which Stiles had already called dibs on – that looked out over the whole forest. The house was like something out of one of his dreams and he couldn’t have been happier with what he was confronted by.
Ennis and Deucalion were doing most of the heavy lifting when it came to moving new things into the house. Kali had already rushed off towards the nearby town – which was about ten miles away – to grab food for them. The two werewolves had little trouble moving things from the trucks and soon everything was inside.
“Can I help?” asked Stiles, looking up at them with his big, amber eyes.
“Sure, you can take these boxes –” Ennis handed him some of the lighter boxes, “— to the basement for me. Kali wants to get a training room up and running as quickly as she can.”
“Cool!” grinned Stiles.
He quickly accepted the box and made his way towards the basement with a huge grin. His mum and dad had never trusted him with things like this: carrying heavy boxes and going anywhere alone. They’d been too afraid that his ADHD would cause him to do something bad or get himself hurt. Sure, the box he was holding was nowhere near as heavy as the other ones and Deucalion was standing at the top of the stairs to make sure he didn’t accidently fall over and hurt himself but it was the fact they even let him do it that made his heart glow with warmth.
Skipping up the stairs again, Stiles high-fived Deucalion and ran back to Ennis – who was already ready with another box. Deucalion was sure that Stiles wouldn’t hurt himself so didn’t feel the least bit worried as he went to set up his office and library. The throb of his pack bonds had dulled to a low ache but it was still there and he knew that he’d never truly get over the loss of his family. Stiles was doing wonders for the pain, though: giving his wolf someone new to focus on and new prospects! It almost made up for the loss of his pack… almost.
“Mr Lion?” Stiles’ voice broke through Deucalion’s train of thought – stopping it like a brick wall did a fist. “Are you okay?”
Giving Stiles a strained smile, Deucalion gently picked the nine-year-old boy and placed him on his hip. His scent wasn’t nearly as powerful on the boy as it had been and the wolf within demanded that to be rectified. Deucalion was glad that Stiles didn’t mind being held in such a way and he didn’t mind having people constantly brushing their hands through his hair.
“I’m fine, sweet boy. What makes you think otherwise?”
“You’re crying.”
Rubbing his eyes, Deucalion was shocked to find them wet. Releasing a chuckle, the older man put Stiles down and moved to clean up his face.
“Do you miss them? You’re pack?”
“Everyday…”
“Like I miss mom,” said Stiles, softly.
“I’m afraid it’s a bit worse than simply losing a family member,” said Deucalion, bending down so that he was eye-to-eye with Stiles. “Losing a pack member… it’s like-like losing a limb. It’s losing a part of you, one that you can never get back or replace.”
Stiles nodded, accepting the response and locking it into his memory. Without saying anything, Stiles wrapped his arms around Deucalion’s waist and just stood there, hugging the man he was quickly becoming to see as family. Silently, he swore to do whatever he could to help all three Alphas forget their pain and get better.
~{Eris}~
Kali returned an hour later with a large amount of food. Ennis already had the kitchen set up and Deucalion was finished with their offices. Stiles’ room was almost completely unpacked and he only needed certain posters hung up on the walls since he wasn’t allowed a hammer and couldn’t reach where he wanted to put the posters.
“So, how are you doing? Are you settling in okay?” Kali asked, handing him his curly fries and settling onto the couch.
“I’m okay, my room’s almost done and it’s massive!” chirped Stiles, throwing his arms up in the air with a cheesy grin. “I was helping put boxes in places too.”
Ennis chuckled, patting Stile on the head as he shoved a load of food in his mouth. Deucalion shook his head from his place at the table – he was on the computer, making some calls to keep the Hale pack from further interfering in their lives.
“We’re going to have to enrol you in school soon,” said Deucalion, pulling up different schools. “Unless you want to commute back to Beacon Hills?”
“Um… I think I want to go to a new school! At least for now!” said Stiles, thinking aloud.
“You can always change schools later,” said Kali, caressing his head. “For now, we’ll set you up in the school here.”
“Okay!”
~{Eris}~
Notes: People are free to make requests on how they want the story to go or if they want something included for example, on AO3 I have had a request for ' It would be funny if a Hale tried to woo Stiles in the future, just to have problems with what his pack tried to separate, with an overprotective Kali and Ennis, and Ethan and Aiden, trying to protect their little brother's innocence and chastity.'
Now, to make things easier on me, please label all requests as requests! I will be reading every comment and don't think you need to request anything because you don't, you can just comment to tell me you like a chapter or if you want to see more of something.
Be aware that some requests will take a while to get to since I do have a basic outline of where the story will go and what it will end with. The request up above won't be written for a long while due to it being in Stiles' future when he's grown up and currently - at least until chapter 5 - we're dealing with child Stiles. This doesn't mean you can't request something for when Stiles' older, it just means you're going to have to be patient.
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