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It was darker than usual tonight, it was quiet and cold, Isaac could hear thunder rolling in the distance as he walked to his shift. Looking through is phone he decided on a playlist to start him off and get his mind off working in the graveyard. He was thankful to have this job and was desperately trying to save up money to get away from the situation at home but it was hard when his dad didn’t let him out much so the only shifts he could do were late at night.

Opening up the dark shed Isaac stored his extra coat and bag next to the spare shovels and grabbed the keys to the digger. He looked up at the sky in frustration as the heavens began to open, “are you kidding” he said being careful not to trip as he rushed to the digger to be undercover as he worked. Isaac knew if he fell or was injured he wouldn’t be discovered till the next day and no one would hear him yell for help. He was lucky that there were no wolves or dangerous creatures that had come out of the forest yet. Isaac had overheard a conversation between some boys at school, Scott and his best friend Stiles, Scott thought he got bit by a wolf in the forest but Stiles had told him there were no wolves here, there haven’t been wolves in California for sixty years.

The rain was getting pretty heavy, Isaac had been working for almost 4 hours and had an hour left of his shift before he could go home and get some rest. He had school tomorrow but he was glad as he didn’t want to be home any longer than he had to. On weekends or days off Isaac would just hang out in the forest, walk around and listen to music, maybe practice some lacrosse so he would be ok in the team this year. He didn’t really have any friends although Danny, Stiles and Scott talked to him occasionally, Danny was nice but was friends with Jackson and Stiles was the son of Sheriff Stilinski so he didn’t want to start any trouble there. Isaac remembered the new girl who just started, Alison Argent, she was nice, she has tried to talk to him a few times, she always said hello to everyone but he didn’t want friends, he couldn’t let people into his life.

Isaac thoughts were suddenly broken by a howl, it wasn’t loud but definitely close. Isaac ripped out his earplugs wanting to be alert. Even if Scott was right that a wolf had bit him whatever just made that noise didn’t sound like a wolf. He leaned out of the diggers open door, listening, waiting, for something, anything. But there was nothing just the constant rain, Isaac put his earplugs back in and turned up the music. All the rain was making it so muddy, he knew he would be filthy when he got home and would have to strip off outside so as not to get the house dirty.

The bushes rustled in the wind and his old phone was starting to ruin the music playing, maybe he should just turn it off, Isaac didn’t want his battery dying if the phone was acting up. As he took his earplugs out Isaacs phone slipped through his wet hands out of the cabin and onto the wet muddy ground outside, shit, he hoped it would be ok as there was no way he could afford another. Stepping out into the rain he grabbed his phone checking it over, it wasn’t turning on. I shrill cry rung out through the darkness, then another, and another. Whatever it was it was really close and it didn’t sound to good, Isaac thought he should check it out. “Maybe someone’s pet has escaped in the storm” he said out loud before hearing the desperate shrill cry again. Didn’t sound like a dog or cat.

Walking careful around Isaac hears little whimpers in between the cries and heads towards a hole he dug at the start of his shift. As he got closer the animal became quite and he peered into the dark using his small torch, two bright eyes reflected back at him and Isaac honestly could not tell what this poor creature was. “Your a weird looking dog” he said taking note of it’s collar and the scared little growl he got back. “Your one of those exotic breeds aren’t you” another growl was the response, then a frantic struggle to get out of the hole along with plenty of whimpers and crying. “Are you injured” Isaac questioned, the small fall surely couldn’t have done that he thought. Although caked in mud, Isaac could see the creature was very skinny, it looked sickly but at least it wouldn’t drown as the rain had now stopped. ”Are you hungry” he tried again, receiving a little whimper in response. “Hmm, I know how that feels, give me a second”

Isaac trudged back to the shed where he had stored his stuff and pulled out his food, an apple, a ham sandwich and a small tub of sweet rice pudding. He stared at it for a minute before the shrill cries brought him back and he went back to the muddy thing. Before he could collect himself Isaac slipped and was in the hole too, he wasn’t worried because this one was shallow enough for him to get out of but he was focused on the multitude of growls coming from the other end. Isaac tipped his torch a little to see bared teeth and a shivering frame, the poor thing was terrified, the look in its eyes was like looking into a mirror. 

Isaac sighed and looked down, his clothes were wet and a little muddy but he knew exactly how this creature felt, cold, hungry, hurting and trapped in a small space unable to get out. He opened his sandwich and could almost swear he saw a dirty little nose twitch, pulling the ham out of the sandwich he spoke softly “I know you’re cold and hungry and probably very scared, I know I usually am, but I promise I won’t hurt you, I, uhhh, umm, I know what it feels like and I promise I won’t hurt you I want to help. I’ll give you some food and ahh there is a shed over there you can rest an no one will bother you, I am the only one who uses it so no one will even know you are there. God you probably don’t even know what I’m saying sorry” Isaac looked up and to his surprise the creature was just sitting there looking at him, almost interested “Ca Can you understand me” he said looking at it curiously, seeing a little nose twitch Isaac looked down suddenly feeling stupid “of course you can’t your just hungry” he stated looking at the ham he had broken into a few pieces.

Isaac let out a sigh “I feel kinda rude throwing these into the mud so dear god please, please don’t bite me“ he bent forward a little watching the creature tense and let out a small growl “I promise I won’t hurt you, it’s not a trap I swear, I have days when I’m in your exact position, trapped and scared wishing I could do something to make it change to make it stop” a tear falls down Isaac face “I won’t hurt you, we are the same” he whispers. And by some miracle this little creature snatches the ham from him and gobbles it down, and then another piece, and another until it is staring at Isaac again waiting, wishing for a bit more. “Ahh do dogs eat fruit cause I have an apple” another nose twitch “it’s apple or rice pudding and I’m not sure if that will make you sick” a little snuff sounds “what you want the rice pudding” a whine this time “ok I’m not sure if your answering or not, here pudding or apple”

Isaac is pretty sure he has lost the plot but he hasn’t had anyone to just listen to him before, he holds the apple out in one hand and the pudding in the other. Looking in awe as the creature looks between his hands like it’s trying to decide, a little foot stomps and it takes a few tentative steps closer snuffling. There is no way Isaac can bring a dog home but he already feels a connection to it, he recognises that this collar is a heavy duty electric collar, it’s skinny and was fearful of him at first. This dog has not come from a good home, it escaped somewhere, somewhere it didn’t deserve to be. His thoughts are disturbed by a nudge, oh my god it’s touching him, it has decided to trust him, and it also likes rice pudding! Isaac thinks to himself “good choice, I like rice pudding too” he says and the creature just stares at him big silvery eyes, Isaac can’t help but stare into its eyes, he has never really looked into a dogs eyes like this before, he know that some dog breeds have odd eye colour but these eyes are hypnotising, silver orbs rimed with a yellow/gold and cracks of the same colour throughout, maybe it has different colours because it’s a special cross breed.

A scratch brings his thoughts back to the pudding cup in his hands, he quickly opens it but before Isaac can place it down the dog is eating out of the container in his hands, Isaac swears it’s tail wags a little, he studies the dog as it eats, although it’s filthy he can tell it’s ridiculous skinny and has small patch’s of fur missing, although it’s tail it’s in a big clump from the caked in dirt and there it a few odd looking black marks on the fur less patches that he recognises, burn marks from and electrical prod. “Hmm” he notes aloud as the creature looks up at him “sorry” Isaac says pointing at the mark on its side “I know those prods hurt a lot, my dad got me with one once, I passed out immediately so he stopped but I remember how much it hurt, and I was drooling for ages afterwards too” the creature looks at him for a bit then continues licking the empty container. “Do you want to get out of this hole, oooor are you staying, cause I need to go home” Isaac yawns, the creature looks up and yawns too “I need to pick you up to get you out” Isaac states “please don’t bite me little dog, uhh god how do I do this” Isaac removes his coat and gently wraps it around the creature and by some miracle it lets him, he picks it up and still the creature is fine.

As he walks back to the shed delicately holding the now shivering form, the creature has fully hidden it’s head in his jacket. Isaacs phone pings as he gently places the creature on ground near the digger. “Umm do you want to go into the shed and I can come see you after school tomorrow” silver eyes peer out from the jacket “my dad will kill me if I bring you home” a little whine sounds, “Ughhh fine umm I have a shed at home you can hide in but you have to be quiet, he will kill you if he finds out and probably make me wish I was lucky enough to get the same fate” another whine “look at us we’re a pair nobody wants, at least you managed to get away and now I’m bringing you home to somewhere just as bad, god you’re unlucky”

Isaac gathers his things and looks at his phone, it’s been two hours since his shift ended and he has to get up for school in just under 3 hours, “great lack of sleep way to make a black eye look more noticeable Isaac” he says out loud as he locks the shed up almost tripping in the dark. He grabs his empty jacket but the creature is just sitting there “nows your chance to run, be free” they stare at each other “Be. Free.” says Isaac, still nothing “ok bye have a good life” he jokes as he turns around to start walking home but smiles as he hears little paws padding behind him. “Come to meet your doom with me hmm, ok” he smiles. 

When they get home Isaac goes to the back and opens the shed door, he dumps both his jackets and strips off his shirt, pants and sock throwing them in the pile “you sleep there” he shivers “I’ll see you in a few hours” the little creature complies, “wow you’re so good” says Isaac in surprise, he shuts the shed door leaving it open just a crack so it can escape if it wants. Creeping into the house slowly Isaac plugs in his phone, sets his alarm and promptly passes out in bed face and hands still a bit dirty and only wearing his boxers.

CHAPTER 2: NOT A DOG

“nghhhh” Isaac groaned as he shut off his alarm, by some miracle he managed to get up every morning with his alarm set so quietly, maybe it was because he always left the curtains in his room open so the sun would wake him up. He didn’t want to risk waking his dad. 

Isaac shuffled around his room quietly packing his bag, toiletries, clothes for school and his lacrosse uniform. He put on an old shirt, sweats, his socks and a hoodie before silently heading into the kitchen. It was 5:30 already he would have usually been gone by now but he needed to sleep in a little his dad wouldn’t be up till at least 7am but Isaac needed to get to school early to shower he couldn’t at home his dad would go off at the water bill. He packed up his lunch and wondered if his little friend he made last night was still here as he grabbed some cold cuts from the fridge. He packed them in his bag with his empty water bottle, grabbed his shoes and headed out to the shed to grab his bike. 

As Isaac opened the shed door he was a little disappointed to see the dog was no longer there, but as he grabbed his bike and turned around, there it was, still filthy but happy to see him “you’re a weird looking dog” Isaac repeats from last night “ahh I have to go to school but I have a place you can hide there or you can stay here” a little nose twitch the creature follows Isaac as he wheels his bike to the street “I thought so” Isaac chuckles “hope you can keep up”. And it does Isaac doesn’t ride too fast but his little friend keeps up, galloping gracefully on his heels. Looking down Isaac says “if no one is there I can give you a wash in the shower, the locker rooms are usually empty before seven” 

As expected when they get to school it’s basically deserted, two cars in the teachers car park, the little creatures nose sniffing around like crazy as Isaac dismounts his bike. They walk towards the back entrance of the school where the locker rooms are,  “I have lacrosse practice after class but you will be able to see from your spot, we will go the back way after school because the sun will still be up”. Isaac parks his bike at the stands next to the lacrosse field, readjusts his bag and points to where the edge of the field meets the trees, “there is a little shed just past the trees you can hide in today but since no one is here I want to give you a wash, come little dog”. They walk quietly into the school, Isaac holding a hand out to indicate stop and the creature complies. Isaac smiles down “you’re so good, good good good” he says in a baby voice and gets a little tail wag in response “ok all clear come on” they walk on into to locker room, Isaac grins and he watches his little friend trying to walk as carefully as him, then jump as he snorts a laugh.

Isaac dumps his bag on the bench and opens his locker, he pulls out his clothes for the day, walks over and grabs three towels and starts stripping off as the creature watches his a little and looks around, nose twitching and taking in the smell of the fairly clear room. Isaac keeps his boxers on as he walks to the showers “come” he calls and the padding of paws behind him tells him that the creature follows. Isaac tilts two shower heads so that three in a row will be aimed at one place and turns the  showers on, the sudden spurt of water surprises his little friend and it backs away “don’t like water hmm, yep I know that feeling too but don’t worry it’s warm so it’s nice, it’s nothing like a bucket or a hose” the creature tilts it’s head like it’s questioning Isaac but he just takes a step into the water “see look, I’m fine, it’s nice I swear, come on little dog” it pads forward a little and Isaac crouches and pats it’s head and pokes it under the water. The creature slowly becomes less tense “see nice huh” Isaac says “told you it’s nothing like a hose, ahh stay, stay here under the water I gotta get some soap for you” Isaac uses both hands to signal stay and rushes to get the big soap bottles in the locker room. The creature stares after him as warm water runs through its fur, its shakes splattering dirty water and little bits of mud around the showers but stays. 

”hey look at you, good job” says Isaac as he returns “so your black, umm sorta, umm so I got shampoo and conditioner because I remember when I was younger my ahh my mum told me you need to use both to keep your hair nice, I’m guessing it’s the same for dogs” the creature just stares at Isaac with its silver eyes as he pumps shampoo into his hands “I think my mum would have liked you” Isaac mutters, he continues talking to the creature as it allows him to soap him up and rinse him repeatedly “look at you, what a pretty girl, just get some of that conditioner out, you’re not in as bad condition as I thought just super dirty, but now such a pretty girl” Isaac stands and turns off the taps “ok now we are both clean, do what wet doggos do best“ the creature just looks up at him and all hell breaks loose she shakes water everywhere and starts running around the locker room shaking as she goes “nooooo” Isaac laughs chasing her with a towel “pretty girl stooooop” Then as the creature rounds a corner she skids and slips over, she is quick to her feet looking around as if she is seeing if anyone saw and Isaac can’t stop cackling as he wraps her up in a towel. 

After Isaac has dried them both and changed he packs up his locker grabbing a small container and his books for first class they trot out past the lacrosse field into the trees. “To be honest we kinda took a bit long it’s actually really lucky no one caught us, maybe cause it’s Friday” he says he starts to run a little with the creature at his heels till the trees, they stop just at the trees and Isaac snaps two photos of the creature before they continue just past the trees. He settles his stuff at bench next to a rickety wooden shed, he opens the door and dumps his jacket “there that’s your spot for the day” Isaac says as he grabs for a container “and your breakfast pretty girl” He passes a slice of roast beef which she takes and chews slowly as Isaac eats a cold roast potato “I’m not really good with dogs, like I don’t really know anything about them but there is this guy I know, he is really funny and like ridiculously smart maybe I could show him to you at lunch and he can find out what breed you are, you kinda look like a type of husky I think but I haven’t seen a black husky before I don’t think, oh don’t worry Stiles is like really nice, I’m sure he will love you too but maybe I’ll convince him to bring you a snack, umm rice pudding” a tail wag confirmed the answer “thought so pretty girl, such a good dog”

They sat in silence for ages as Isaac read his textbooks and eats an apple, at one point the creature rolled over to Isaac and looked at him expectantly, he sighed and quickly got the message giving belly rubs till his fingers cramped, her coat so silky soft now, Isaac was unable to get the collar off as the heavy duty thing had no buckles. “When I met you yesterday you were so scared but you trust me now why?” Isaac questioned she huffed “cause we are the same” a singing whine “will you trust others like that to” a low growl sounded “not even for ham or more roast” another growl “hmm ok, lucky me, just you and me pretty girl” the creature licked his hand and relaxed under Isaacs hand. They both tensed as the bell rang in the distance “Shit, shit shit shit, umm ok please, please please stay here, I swear, I promise I’ll be back at lunch” Isaac gave a quick pat and another piece of roast beef as she settled in Isaacs jacket like a little nest. “Good dog, good dog, just stay here”

As Isaac ran into the school he almost crashed into Stiles. “Oh ahh Stiles ahh can I talk to you at lunch” and for a minute Stiles was dumbfounded because Isaac had literally never talked, he usually kept to himself “Ahhhhh” was Stiles response. “Dude” Isaac smiled “are you busy at lunch, I found a really pretty dog, she is literally the sweetest thing ever, soo friendly and cuddly, but ahh I was wondering what breed she was, so I wanted to know if you could help” the bell rung again “Look shit I have to go” Isaac grinned again “I took a picture of her, I’ll text you the pic and then we could meet up at lunch yeah”. When Stiles didn’t respond Isaac shouted “cool thanks, see ya” as he rushed down the hallway dodging other students. 

“What the hell was that” Scott said “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Isaac smile before” Stiles shrugged “Ha Dude must really like this dog“ the boys sat down in the first class and Stiles phone pinged. 

[USER: Hey it’s Isaac]

[USER: This is the picture of the pretty girl, I thought maybe she was like a husky cross or something but I’ve never seen a black one before so like maybe she is a cross breed]

[USER: image sent]

[USER: sent image]

[USER: the eyes didn’t really photograph properly maybe cause they reflect but they are like silver and gold and they almost like glow, so pretty]

Stiles just stared at the pictures on his smart phone, going between both of them. “Let me see the puppy” Scott said nudging Stiles. “Ahh not a puppy” Stiles responded. Scott huffed at him “puppy, doggo, whatever gimme the phone” Stiles just silently passed the phone to Scott. “Hmm” Scott said “what dog breed is it”. After a moment of silence Stiles responded “It’s not a dog Scott it’s a fox, a black fox with gold glowing eyes”.

CHAPTER 3: IT’S A PET

“No, No it’s not, it can be right? It’s gotta be a dog, foxes aren’t black” Scott whispers back and Stiles looks confused at the phone “look I’m not totally sure, but it looks a bit like it, I would have to see it in person to see its behaviour” Stiles responds. “Isaac said it’s playful and cuddly, it’s a dog” Scott nods, “Yeah except you’re forgetting one crucial detail” Stiles hisses “Glowing eyes, what else do we know that has glowing eyes Scott, we should tell Derek” Scott roles his eyes “you just want another chance to see him cause you think he’s hot, he bit me, he’s psychotic” “hey I told you that I thought he was hot in confidence and he knows a lot more that we do” Stiles grits out “plus I don’t know maybe I can admire him from afar without catching a complex like you” he hisses maybe a bit to loud. “Mr Stilinski, Mr McCall care to share your discussions on your sexuality with the rest of the class or may we continue please” calls out their teacher. Scott doesn’t seem as embarrassed as Stiles who at this point in time is wishing desperately for the ground to open up and swallow him. 

“Hey Alison” Scott calls as students rush to and from classes at the bell, Stiles groans, eww puppy love. “Aw hey” she responds “Did you do your Econ reading” Alison asks as they take their seats in class “ahh yeah” Scott responds “but I ahh actually wanted to ask you what breed dog you think this could be” he shoves Stiles “Oww” Stiles huffs and passes his phone. “Oh cute, ahh no but it looks a tiny bit like Lydias I guess” “What no it doesn’t” Stiles exclaims before he is strongly jabbed in the ribs “no I mean like the ear shape all up and alert and like the nose looks boopy“ Alison smiles “you know ... boopy” she says as she boops Scott’s nose, Stiles tries not to gag, it’s disgusting watching the puppy looks Scott gives her especially since Alisons dad literally shot Scott and the pair are back to pretending they are all good after Scott booked it the other night. Stiles tries to focus on the class but he can here them whispering to each other. “Ughhhhh” he groans and softly bags his head on the desk, one more class after this then lunch, then more classes, he bangs his head again, then lacrosse where he can sit on the bench for another season, then home, to an empty house, He lifts his head maybe he can go to Scott’s house after scho... eww they are making goo goo eyes at each other. Fine stiles thinks as he huffs, he will go and see that sexy psychopath by himself and hope he doesn’t get chained up, hmm or maybe that doesn’t sound so bad.

The bell breaks his thoughts, “Come on Stiles” Scott groans, they trudge to maths, god it’s only week one and it already feels so monotonous, Stiles thinks, Beacon Hills where life is boring and Stiles has to find his own excitement, well at least Scott is his excitement gotta stop him from killing people, Stiles included, before Derek Hale does something. Surprisingly maths flies and the boys have a burst of energy as they rush to the lockers, but Alison is there, Stiles groans is his life destined to be the third wheel in this puppy fest of “Oh hey Lydia” he chirps, Alison looks surprised “Oh Lydia hey” she says like a she’s about to be scolded like a child “You didn’t seriously think you were ditching me right, cause there is no way your telling me that someone has a puppy that your going to see at lunch and expecting me to hang back, Jackson’s been moody since McCall separated his shoulder” Lydia quips ”ahh not a puppy” Stiles repeats for the second time that day “what” Lydia squints clearly not caring about his input. Scott laughs awkwardly “yeah Stiles thinks it’s some kind of wild animal but it’s gotta be a dog, come on” he says as they head over to the lacrosse field.

Isaac had to admit he was a little worried about his little friend and spent most of his time in class staring out the window. Scott has told him in passing that they would meet him on the lacrosse field at lunch so Isaac was relived he didn’t have to waste time waiting or risk embarrassment if they little creature had run off, although he hoped she would still be there waiting for him. As he left his stuff in his locker Isaac flinched to the sound of a fist slamming a door, and looked to his left to see Jackson fuming, sort of, Jackson didn’t look too good actually, he was sniffing and his eyes were red rimmed and watering “GOD DAMN IT” He yelled “WHICH ONE OF YOU TOOLS GOT DOG HAIR ON THE TOWELS”. “Hey” Danny said softly to Jackson “I have allergy tablets in my locker, don’t worry I got you, just focus on your shoulder” Isaac shivered and quickly headed out knowing who Jackson’s wrath would be directed at if Danny couldn’t keep him calm.

As he came closer to the trees Issac worried about his little friend, if she was still there maybe he could do this everyday, there was no way Isaac could leave her at home. A weird little bark let out as he got to the bench and the creature bounded out from a hiding place in the trees. “Hey pretty girl, what a good dog you are waiting for me, I knew you would” he praised sitting on the ground as the creature bowed and wagged it’s tail a bit “you hungry, I have some friends coming, they want to say hello” Isaac said, brow furrowing as the creature stood and growled a little. He looked over his shoulder to see not only Stiles and Scott but also Alison and Lydia crossing the field, another little growl sounded before the group arrived.

As they all stared at the creature Scott stood in front of Alison, just in case cause dogs can be aggressive too sometimes right and he could hear it growling lowly, He had played it off to Stiles but what if he was right about the glowing eyes and Scott being a werewolf and Alisons father being a hunter and knowing about Him and oh god all these thoughts were coming at once and every time he and Stiles would just walk right in to the mess. “See” Stiles broke everyone thoughts but Scott was thankful, “look Isaac I’m sorry but I don’t think it’s even a dog I think it’s a wild animal or like escaped from a animal refuge or something” Stiles continued only to be stopped by Lydia, who grabbed a piece of roast beef from the container in Isaacs hands and crouched down to the creature, it took the meat from her and happy chewed away as she pat it “it’s not a dog but it’s pretty similar, I begged my parents for one for years but they are notoriously difficult to get” “and they tend to bond rather strongly with one companion” Lydia added as the creature rubbed against Isaacs leg. “It’s not a dog?” Isaac questioned “Vulpes Fulva or Vulpes Vulpes Elite” Lydia responds after shaking her head and continues scratching and petting the creature which was getting closer to her. “vulpes what the AHH HAHA, HA” Stiles punches Scott in the shoulder “It’s a FOX, I was right, I was right!” He shouts “But it’s black” Scott questions rubbing his arm “Well yeah, it’s a pet” Lydia states like she is talking to a bunch of imbeciles “it’s domesticated, there is massive breeding programs in the Soviet Union, they have been genetically streamlining pet fox domestication since like before the 1900’s but for some reason the US makes it difficult to import them, I can get a frickin tiger but I can’t get a domesticated animal that has gone through literal centuries of selective breeding” Lydia rants on now sitting on Isaacs coat with the fox in her lap “oh” is the response from everyone.

“I want to keep her but I don’t know what to do” says Isaac interrupting the silence as the group all fawn over the fox, they had chosen to make the most of their lunch break patting and cuddling. The fox had backed away and growled at Scott’s sudden movements until he had flashed his eyes, no one had seen and Isaac had promised the fox Scott would not hurt her and discreetly passed Scott the rice pudding. They were all quickly friends but Stiles and Scott were curious about the foxes eyes. “Why couldn’t you keep her” says Alison, Isaac sighs “my dad would kill me if I brought an animal home”. “I can take her” Lydia say nonchalantly Isaac looks down, the fox whines and scoots into his lap “I guess that’s a good decision” Isaac says sadly, Lydia continues “I mean she will have a warm, comfy, safe place to sleep, and in the morning I can drive her to school and she can chill here during the day. The lacrosse team doesn’t have a mascot so she can sit in the stands during games oh and off course I’ll need a walker afternoons, and maybe mornings if she has lots of energy, and have you seen my nails I will need to get someone to wash her, also school is one thing but like I’m busy on the weekends so I’ll probably need a sitter as well, you don’t know anyone who could help with all that do you Isaac” Lydia says pointedly with a smile.

As the bell sounds Isaac couldn’t help but grin, he knows at least for the time being his little fox will be ok, and he will see her everyday. They decided that Stiles will help Isaac with research in their free period so if anyone asks he sound like he knows his stuff. Saturday night would be the first lacrosse game of the season and the unveiling of Lydia Martin’s new Exotic pet. Stiles and Scott however had other things to worry about an many thing on their minds, glowing eyes, learning control, an upcoming full moon and as Stiles had casually put it, one sexy psychopath of a alpha werewolf otherwise known as the wet dream that is Derek Hale, Stiles had received raised eyebrows and a prolific eye roll at that statement and was trying to tone down his crush to the man they had just met but there was just something about Derek Hale that drew his thoughts to him. While Scott wasn’t worried Stiles had to admit that he was curious about the full nature of the fox, it had started growling after smelling his hand and it’s eyes had flashed in response to Scott’s, Stiles honestly didn’t know where to start but while Isaac was looking up domesticated and pet foxes Stiles was looking up werefoxes or really anything that could focus his thoughts from Derek breaking into Scotts room last night. It was going to be a long few hours till they could regroup after class and now his dad was creating a curfew cause of that body, it’s not like they could just tell him oh yeah Derek Hale probably did it, they needed proof. Stiles didn’t see Scott the rest of the day, Lydia and Alison were no help and Isaac was busy. Isaac said he would see them at the game tomorrow and said he would see Lydia in a few hours with the fox. 

CHAPTER 4: STRESS OF THE NIGHT

Lydia tapped her perfectly manicured nails on the bench impatiently, this was getting ridiculous, Isaac had dropped the fox off after Lydia had returned after attending the hospital with Jackson she was annoyed at the boy but happy with her new pet. But right now she was stuck at this stupid clinic at basically midnight. The fox had trusted her so far and they had been going great, it happily following her around, getting brushed, receiving pats, trying on collar and leash sets, trying treats and even allowing Lydia to spritz on doggy perfume but maybe this trip to the local vet had been pushing it. The foxes response to Deaton had been dismal and she had to be given a light tranquilliser and muzzled just so he wasn’t mauled as he called a colleague to help. Deaton had asked Lydia to wait outside despite numerous objections indicating that she had purchased this animal and was now its carer and he had legal obligation to serve her as the customer. Lydia was not an idiot though she knew the collar it was currently wearing was a tracking and shock collar and she could hear arguing in the back room hoping that Deaton wouldn’t report the animal as found. God it was soo loud in here all the animals seemed to be going crazy as Lydia scowled a head popped around the corner “I’m so terribly sorry miss Martin I am just wrapping up, My colleague is just helping me with removing her old collar then I can brief you and you two will be good to go” 

Lydia breathed a sigh of relief when the man disappeared wondering if this was a close call. 10 minutes later she was standing in the clinic room looking down at a drowsy looking fox. “Miss Martin please understand my delays, most animals of this caliber require really very special high levels of care, it appears Yana’s previous home may not have been the best so I will require monthly check ups to ensure she continues on the best path, in regards to her health that is” Deaton explains, Lydia eyes the attractive brooding man in the corner, drawing her attention back Deaton continues “if you are unsure of her care my colleague here is somewhat experienced and would be happy to take Yana off your hands” Lydia barks out a laugh “I understand Dr Deaton however I do not plan on giving her up anytime soon, as for her care I am well aware and very equipped to deal with her. If that is all for today I would like to take her home” she says fastening a pink diamonty collar to the drowsy fox and collecting its form in her arms. The dark and mysterious man follows Lydia out of the clinic and opens the door for her “if there is absolutely anything you need help with in regards to the fox just give me a call” he says handing her a card with his phone number scribbled on it. “Absolutely anything, any time, no matter how unusual or late” Lydia smiles trying not to roll her eyes “Ya thanks” she responds, why did every guy try and get with her, did this guy think he was smooth giving her his number. She watched him return to the clinic and eyed the black corvette parked around the corner.

Isaac for once was actually enjoying his Saturday, he had picked the fox up from Lydia and they had spent the day walking around the forest, the did some sprints in a clearing and he had practiced his French with her, he was absolutely terrible but she didn’t judge and that was one of the many reasons why Isaac enjoyed her company. It was getting late and Isaac looked down and smiled “Yana” he called and the foxes head shot up to stare at him with her big silver eyes. He laughed, apparently the old collar that Lydia had removed at the vet last night had a name scratched into it. Lydia had been smart enough to forge documentation so no questions were asked and now that horrid shock collar was replaced the little fox looked much more like a pet. The pair had worked on some tricks today and Yana liked to show off performing small flips off Isaacs side and leaping through his arms. Suddenly a growl interrupted his thoughts, The hair was raised on Yana’s back, her ears were pressed flat and she glared into the undergrowth growling, sounding louder and more aggressive as time passed. Isaac was nervous, what could be out there that he couldn’t see, a howl sounded in the distance and Yana instantly shut up, she nudged at Isaacs leg encouraging his to walk in the other direction. It was getting dark and he should probably check in with Lydia anyway, she was taking Yana to the game and probably needed to have her back to “prepare” her. 

As the stands filled up Isaac watched with a smile as Yana trotted happily behind Lydia, Alison crouched down to pat the fox but was stopped by her father. “Dad, what are you doing” she frowned “Oh don’t worry Mr Argent” Lydia interrupted “Yana is a pet, fully domesticated from special breeding stock, she is very friendly” Chris Argent looked down at the inquisitive face unsure of why he didn’t trust the small animal with silver and gold eyes, which he swore he recognised but couldn’t quite put his finger on it, he missed the roll of his daughter’s eyes, “Alison” he cried out but she was already on the ground snuggling the animal which yipped and wagged it’s tail enjoying to contact “Oh” he remarked “she is perfectly friendly Mr Argent” Lydia repeated “she has a carer when I’m not with her and secure place to sleep to ensure she does not escape, poor thing would be helpless in the wild just as much as any pet” Chris nodded but something didn’t sit right with him about this animal.

Lydia pushed into Scott and reminded him what he was playing for, “Nobody likes a loser” she states straightening his jersey. As Lydia walks away the fox stays and Scott looks down, they stare into each others eyes for a while before Yana huffs and trots back to Lydia and they walk into the stands. The game is tense and but at one point Chris absentmindedly reaches down and pats Yana and both freeze as they realise what is happening, Chris stares in confusion as the foxes head slowly turns in an almost human like matter and is shocked to see glowing eyes stare up at him before blinking quickly and moving away, He is looking around he is relieved to see no-one saw, everyone is busy watching the game. Stiles turns his head quickly as Chris scans the crowd, not wanting to reveal his knowledge of the interaction, he looks at Isaac who is focused on the game, benched like Stiles. The rest of the game is fast paced and Scott manages to score multiple times Stiles nervously watches but Chris is torn between watching the the game and the animal near his daughters feet, the fox is whining and pulling at the leash “Does she usually do that” Chris asks but Lydia dismisses “It’s probably just the noise” Chris nods but notes the animals anxiety is focused on the star player. 

The game comes to an end and Scott rushes off the field towards the locker room, Alison discreetly follows. Yana is getting frantic and pulls desperately on the lead while Isaac tries to calm her “What the hell” cries Lydia as the fox slips from her grasp and legs it towards the school, “I’ll get her” calls Stiles as he follows the fox. As they get near the locker room the fox suddenly stops “Oh thank god” says Stiles “I was hoping you were not actually running away, come on I need to talk to Scott” her nose twitches and she follows slowly. The walk in to a heated moment between Scott and Alison, “gah” shines whispers and he steps back out of view, he looks down and Yana has covered her eyes with one paw, Stiles huffs but then peeks out and watches waving his hand down as Yana pulls on his pant leg incessantly. When Alison leaves the boys talk as she sniffs around “Hale” Scott exclaimed “Dereks sister” Stiles says looking down as Yana whines.

The boys head out to the front and Lydia stomps over “ugh took you long enough, did you see Jackson back there”, “Ahh no” Scott replies they look down as Yana starts to whine and pulls towards the car and Isaac and Lydia follows “I know I said I’m happy to look after her but how long do you think it will be for” Lydia says to Isaac as she drives home “like a couple of weeks, months, I have a life you know” Isaac looks down “I don’t know I’m saving up to move out soon, I don’t know when that will be but I was hoping you could have her for at least a couple of weeks, she seems happy with you anyway” he sighs “It’s literally an act, I don’t know why, she is good in public like she is trying to play the part you gave her but she doesn’t like my family, she constantly tries to get out, absolutely hates Jackson and well he hates her cause he is ridiculously allergic, she acts miserable all the time but is soo excited when you come to pick her up” Isaac stares unsure what to say “oh uhh sorry” Lydia sighs and softens “Isaac I like her, I really do but she is going to hurt herself trying to get to you, I’m happy to take her out occasionally and pay for the vet and other stuff but honestly she needs to be with you because of your bond, if you dad asks you an say you’re pet sitting for me and I’ll pay you and shit maybe that way you can save up faster and still have her with you, just think about it” Lydia finishes “Yeah ok, I’ll come get her tomorrow” Isaac says not knowing how he is going to make this work.

CHAPTER 5: GIRLS DO WHAT

When Isaac awoke he was glad to find his father wasn’t home, last night Lydia had expressed that Yana was quite distressed without him and they had agreed that he needed to bring the fox home. Lydia had insisted on continuing to pay for Yana’s care and needs, and despite Isaac’s protests she managed to get a credit card in his bag announcing that is was one of the ones her bastard father had given her specifically for any luxury items and no one would notice it missing. But today Yana needed to come home and he was terrified, Isaac decided to create a hidden den underneath his bed so the fox could easily hide and remain unseen. Isaac would try and bring her to school everyday and everywhere when he wasn’t home but he knew sometimes he would need to leave her home and hoped that when that arose the smart little creature would understand. Lydia had mentioned that Yana was much more relaxed and sated with Isaacs scent so maybe he could convince her to stay as his room would smell strongly of him. As he rode his bike over to Lydia he shook at thought that although his father wasn’t home today that would mean he would most probably come home intoxicated tonight and nit pick at Isaacs life till he found something that he didn’t like, something to justify his cruel actions against his son.

His bike skidded to a stop as he saw Jackson’s Porsche parked in the driveway, great, hopefully he could pick Yana up without much interaction with his fellow classmate. Lydias behaviour was understandable with her boyfriend being in the house but the coldness of her tone still made Isaac flinch “Took your time didn’t you” Lydia glared “I packed a bag, most of her stuff I’m keeping in storage or giving to Prada, Yana is just in a simple collar, she likes the large ones that look like necklaces on her for some reason. I don’t know.” Isaac nodded “LYDIA, COME GET YOUR BLOODY, AGHH Get. The Hell. Away. From Me. What part of that do you not understand you Overgrown Cat.” Jackson screams and he storms into the hall Yana on his heel obviously harassing him, Isaac freezes when he is spotted “YOU” Jackson basically growls “TAKE THIS FRICKEN MUTT ALREADY” he screeches clearly suffering from his reaction with the animal. Isaac nods frantically “Yana come” he calls and she scampers over, Jackson snatches the bag from the staircase, shoves it in Isaacs arms and slams the door, hard, as Isaac stumbles back. “ohhhhhKay” he says walking back to his bike Yana happily trotting on his heels.

The ride back to his house is uneventful and Isaac breaths a sigh or relief seeing his dads car is still not in the drive, Yana seems really happy to be in his room and Isaac happily watches her explore and the find the den he made, diving right in. Isaac walks around the room and stands at the door and in the hall, He can’t see her at all and there is no way of knowing a fox is hiding right there, the simple pink leather collar on her neck making it obvious she is not a wild animal. They spend the next few hours slightly reorganising the room, creating hiding places and little tunnels so she can hid and move around the room without being seen. They practice drills where Yana must quickly hide in a moments notice, playing a dangerous game of hide and seek. Isaac leaves Yana on the bed and the fox watches him leave the room anD listens and he walks about the house banging doors and cupboards then the smallest voice whispers “hide” Isaac quickly stomps into the room and looks through draws, looks in the wardrobe and under the bed, he does not find the fox and laughs lightly “ok come out, all clear” he calls and a little head pokes out from behind the set of draws, nose moving busily. “What a smart girl, we might be able to pull this off” Isaac smiles.

Having Yana there was both terrifying and amazing, Isaacs life had pretty much gone back to normal, he still pretty much stuck to himself, Stiles waved in the hallways at school sometimes and had asked about Yana once but apart from that they didn’t really interact. Some nights Isaacs dad wouldn’t hold back and the first time it had happened with Yana in the house Isaac was terrified not for himself but for what would happen if his little friend tried to come to his defence. When his dad would go to bed Isaac would hobble back to his room and Yana would sneak from a hiding spot and lick at his wounds. They slept together in bed and Isaac loved waking up to nuzzles in the morning, she helped sorting his laundry and happily carried items around helpfully, they spent long hours talking and studying. Isaac swore if he had met Yana as a person he would probably have tried to marry her, even when he closed his eyes he saw her, well not all of her, big silver eyes, a silky black tail or twitching ears featured as a comfort in the darkness. Even when he was trapped in waking nightmares and torment from his father she somehow managed to comfort him in their helplessness, waiting till the coast was clear and the house was quiet to sneak to him and scratch at the freeze wall to let Isaac know he wasn’t alone.

Every now and then her scent would change, Isaac didn’t want to admit how alluring she became in those days and the two would get unhandily close, Isaac blushing as Yana frantically scented him or tried to bury beneath his shirt, electricity buzzing through him as he would run his fingers through her coat listening to the ridiculously loud purring sound she would make. And then she would sleep, deeply, so deeply in fact that she would have been discovered once or twice if not for the blanket she was covered by. Isaac had witnessed a close call coming home to his father barging into his room to yell at him before he could even put his bag down, Yana’s head shooting up and then quickly back down before Isaacs dad could turn around to see what he was looking at, but he didn’t see the fox. And those days he came to school Scott would want to hang out, the first few times Scott just stared at Isaac, like he knew, it was weird but Isaac didn’t mind the practice buddy for lacrosse training.

When he brought up Yanas behaviour to Lydia he got a barked huff of a laugh in response “Ahh she is a girl, an entire girl, and your her companion, what do you think is happening” Lydia said eyebrows raised, Isaac didn’t understand “You got a bitch in heat” Jackson said walking over gesturing for Isaac to get lost. Well that explained a lot about Yana but it didn’t explain anything about Scott, or the mysterious guy Isaac swore he saw in his peripheral vision on those days. Stiles was no help either, after it was explained every time Isaac would get to school and Scott would say Hi Stiles literally spent 20minutes laughing at his friend before being elbowed in the gut to make him stop. It wasn’t every time though some days Scott would walk over then stop halfway and his eyes would go big and he would run off, those days he was all over Alison, like more than usual. Stiles eventually explained that girls give off certain pheromones when they are in heat or “ready for action” and that some people were more susceptible or could just smell them better. 

Everytime Isaac thought about it his face would go bright red “bu but she is an animal, and I’m not, surely she is not” Isaac stuttered as Stiles pitched another laughing fit “Dude she probably thinks you’re her mate, LOL” Isaacs face suddenly loses all colour “oh god I, I am probably meant to discourage that behaviour, she’s probably so confused, what do I do.” Isaac states before getting an idea “Oh Lydia gave me the card for Dr Deatons veterinary assistant, Derek someone, I should call him and ask” “NO!” Stiles blurts out loudly and Isaac looks at him confused “Umm I mean ahhh yeah Lydia said the guy was looking her over the whole time she was there and then he gives her his number and says to call her ... anytime” Stiles rolls his eyes hoping Isaac buys it “I can do some research if you need help” he says but Isaac just grins knowingly as they walk to the library for free period.

“Ok what, spit it out, you have been silently grinning and looking up at me, not very discreetly I might add, since we sat down, what do you want” Stiles says dramatically “I want the tea” says Isaac pointedly “I know you and Lydia have been hanging out and before was like the third time you have mentioned a conversation with her and gotten all weird so I want to know what happened and before you say nothing I’ll let you know that I’m good at keeping secrets but I’m also very observant” Isaac finishes but Stiles just says “nothing, nothing happened, nothing is going on, nothing changed” Isaac just huffs and raises an eyebrow “I’m not talking about you being gay or starting to wear makeup Stiles” and Stiles gasps like a fish for a second “WHAT” he whisper yells “How can you tell, No! HOW DID YOU FIND OUT!” Isaac can’t help himself, he leans in and whispers “Pheromones” and giggles at his own joke, but Stiles sighs and throws his hands up in the air “I’m not a girl, Lydia just gave me some of her old clothes because I wanted to try them“ Stiles exclaimed then gasps and covers his mouth. Isaac shrugs not caring “I don’t mind, you can wear a skirt if you want, I won’t judge, do you have a photo”.

Stiles slowly slides his phone along the table and Isaac chuckles before picking it up and slamming it down instantly when he sees the photo “oh my god” Isaac breathes. “That bad hmm” Stiles says quietly, looking a little hurt “you gotta warn a guy before you show them a picture like that” Isaac hisses but pick the phone back up and slouches back into the chair “God damn, you look soo good” Isaac says lowly. “Really” Stiles squeaks “you think I look good” he says getting his pitch back down “yeah if you wanna wear dresses and shit do it, maybe tell Danny first so he can make sure people don’t give you shit” Isaac smiles and Stiles smiles back.

CHAPTER 6: STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT

At work the other night Yana had been impossibly close but he was thankful, the night had been especially creepy, similar to the night he found Yana, but eerily quiet, no rain or wind, strange sounds made there way through the darkness. Isaac flinched when he turned to fast, the pain in his ribs throbbing from the beating night before and subsequently triggering the ache to start up on his eye socket from his father’s earlier outburst. Although he hadn’t been caught his dad knew he was hiding something and Isaacs beating had become more frequent, and it made his life go between hot and cold so severely. One minute he would be curled up on the floor in pain and terror and the next he would be in bed with Yana all over him, tending to his wounds and aggressively scenting him. Isaac laughed at how Yana might react if he got a girlfriend, she would probably try and maul the poor girl, yana didn’t want to share and he was fine with that. 

The bushed rustled and Isaac turned the digger this way and that, Yana jerked her head up and a growl came from her throat, her head whipping around as if filling something in the darkness. Whichever way her head turned Isaac followed, lighting up the area with the small spotlights, he swore he could hear footsteps in the darkness. Yana’s defensive posture and low warning like growls only heightened Isaacs fear that something was out there. Yana stopped and stared, he turned the digger side on, the quietness eerie, he saw a dirty hand with long nails reach around a gravestone “what the hell” he said out loud looking at Yana who’s eyes were locked on the same spot. Isaac looked around at the deserted grave yard, before Yana’s warning growls started up again, she stood up, hair raised, ears flat, her growls aggressively loud. Isaac saw it, sort of, his brain could really work fast enough as he jumped up on his seat.

The digger tipped over and both the occupants tumbled into the freshly dug deep hole, glass shattered and rained down as Isaac scrambled to his feet terrified for both of them. It was eerily quiet again, Yana sniffed the air as Isaac started to panic, the were trapped, she let out a small howl and quickly scrambled to him licking at his face to calm him down. She looked up suddenly and Isaac heard what sounded like a growl, watching something jump over the digger, he could hear weird sounds and slowly stood up to peek over the edge of the grave he was stuck in. Something, he didn’t know what, was furiously digging into a grave, he quickly ducked down not wanting to be seen. Yana looked up and whined loudly just before a loud growl let out, slowly the digger was lifted and Isaac scrambled back in terror. Yana planted herself in front of him and looked up as footsteps sounded, she could smell his fear and backed up into his lap without breaking her gaze.

Isaac looked up up the familiar man standing there “Need a hand.” The man says calmly and Yana lets out a snort and a grumble before nudging Isaac up, he picks her up and she scrambles up his shoulder before jumping out. Yana walks up to the man and the look each other in the eyes “what” he says gruffly and she lets out a grunted sound before jerking her head towards Isaac grumbling. “Derek” the man says introducing himself while pulling Isaac up “What did you see” he says in a calm but threatening tone, “ahh” Isaac hums anxiously not knowing home to explain or honestly what he really saw. The mans eyes flash and he holds Isaac by the collar of his shirt menacingly, Yana growls lowly and he looks at her “quiet” he barks out but she postures and growls loudly and aggressively, Isaac honestly thinks she might attack this man. “I don’t know what I saw” Isaac stutters out “so if anyone asks me I didn’t see anything” the man releases him but Yana doesn’t back down, her silver and gold eyes flashing as the man flashes yellow eyes. As she starts to circle him he lets out a growl and Yana growls back seeming unafraid, taunting the man as he moves towards her. Suddenly she stops and darts back to Isaac, standing in front of him protectively, Isaac crouches down and places a hand on her back “stop Yana, it’s ok” and she shuts up. At the same time Yana and the man whip their heads right as if hearing something, “You better be right about not having seen anything“ he says backing away “her safety depends on it too” and Isaac nods quickly as Yana follows the man into the trees. 

The manager appears “what happened” he says looking at the broken digger and desecrated grave “I don’t know, I didn’t see anything” the man mutters something and starts making some calls. A short while later Isaac’s dad and some police show up to question him. Isaac tries not loose his blank expression at his fathers comments and dismisses his injuries, saying they are from lacrosse when the sheriff brings them up. Isaac looks over to where Yana and that man disappeared and they are both standing there watching, the man looks menacing but strong, Isaac feels a little ashamed that if something were to happen he couldn’t protect Yana. The sheriff and his father follow Isaacs gaze but Yana and the man have disappeared. His eyes flashed yellow like Scott, maybe he could ask Scott or Stiles they know him. 

Isaac rushed into the locker room as the coach was announcing the search search party sign up for Lydia Martin. While putting stuff away in his locker, he sees Scott and Stiles talking to Jackson. Isaac doesn’t know what they are talking about but Jackson obviously doesn’t care, he shoves past them before digging something out of his bag. “You left your fricken stuff at her house again, I’m sure you don’t want daddy finding out that his son is a little twink” Jackson sneers emptying the contents of a bag at Stiles feet, makeup and girls clothes spilling out before Jackson walks off. Danny storms off after Jackson, and Scott just stares at Stiles then at the stuff on the ground “Stiles what’s he talking about”. Stiles says nothing and just bends down to pick up the stuff, Isaac leans down to help looking at Stiles who obviously isn’t ready to come out. If he was in a situation like this he would want support so Isaac looks at Scott. “He borrowed it from me” Isaac says as casually as he can muster “he was worried about Lydia being out there and you guys finding her, you know, so I gave him some of the clothes I bought for a family friend” Scott looks at Stiles who still isn’t saying anything “oh. Well no matter the reason I think we can all agree Jackson is a dick and that was uncalled for“ Scott says and Isaac nods taking the bag of clothes and makeup. 

Isaac’s phone pings before as he is getting his books and he quickly checks it.

[STILINSKI: Thank you]

[LAHEY: no problem 😋]

He talks to Alison a little before class and she gives him her address and say if he ever needs anything just show up. He is a little confused till she gestures to his eye and then looks around before she gently covers it with a little makeup. He thanks her quietly and they head to class. Class crawls and Isaac wonders how Yana is going with that man, Isaac recognised him but it took him ages to figure out who he was, Derek, the vet tech, and someone Stiles had a serious crush on.He looks out the window and there is he is, that man, standing by the tree line walking towards the school. Isaac looks around to see Jackson rush past the classroom door, as he wonders what is going on he sees Derek pass discreetly, he needs to talk to him, ask about Yana. Isaac packs up his stuff and excuses himself to the nurse before exiting his class and making his way in the direction he saw the two guys go. Derek backs out of the bathroom looking confused and a little annoyed, turning around he scowls when he is face to face with Isaac. He pulls him into an empty classroom and Isaac admits he is a bit scared of this guy. “What do you want Isaac” Derek growls.

Isaac tries to school his features “where is she!” Derek rolls his eyes “at your house”, “I want some answers, about you and Scott, about why certain people react strangely to Yana, about why Stiles said I need to keep her hidden now because of some “hunters”, and I...” Isaac couldn’t bring himself to say the last bit, how he wants to be able to protect her against his father “What if I could make you faster, stronger, give you the ability heal quickly, make you like me” Derek says “yes, I’ll do whatever you need, please” Isaac blurts out “You will have trouble controlling yourself, it will be difficult, you’ll have to listen to whatever I tell you, why do you want the bite” Derek questions and Isaac knows his answer immediately “Because I don’t care what happens to me, I can take it but I feel like I would die if someone hurt her and I was helpless, I don’t want to be weak anymore, I want to be able to protect her” Derek nods “come see me tonight, the old railroad depot in the warehouse district, don’t bring Yana”.

CHAPTER 7: TRANSFORMATION

After Derek leaves Isaac races home, he know his father is not working today and is scared about Yana being there especially since she has been sleeping a lot lately. Thankfully his fathers car is not in the driveway when her gets home and Yana greets him at the back door, aggressively scenting him. He tells her about Derek’s offer to take the bite, explains that he will be stronger to protect her, that nobody will take her away, nobody will hurt her, they will stay together. Isaac takes his clothes off to get changed and she seems to get very excited basically pushing him onto the bed. He tries to push her off as she rubs herself on him, her silky soft fur tickling his skin in the best way. “No Yana stop“ he tries unconvincingly to scold her and pushes her away as she rubs into his groin, it’s so wrong but the more she does it the harder he gets. He can’t help but think it feels amazing and he wraps his hand around the base of her tail then he reminds himself what they are doing is very wrong. “oh god” Isaac moans feeling her hot breath on his dick through the boxers, she rubs herself on him more clearly excited by the scent of his arousal and his tenting underwear.

His thumb strokes the underside of the base of her tail and she basically presents herself to him making Isaac snap out of it, “No. NO! We can’t do this, it’s not right” he says letting her go and pushing her off. Yana tries to rub against him again but he stands up and she lets out a whine “No it’s not right, you’re an animal and jesus, I’m sorry Yana, you know I’d be all over you if you were a human but I just can’t do that to you, it’s not right just because I love you. I... I gotta go back to school, I’ll be back this afternoon ok” Isaac says and watches her crawl inside his shirt to settle down, he covers her completely with a blanket, changes and heads back back to school. 

When he gets back to school at lunch Scott looks at Isaac confused, thinking that he might figure it out Isaac avoid the boys for the rest of the day, which goes achingly slow. Finally the bell rings and he rushes to his locker to grab his stuff, Scott tries to stop him to chat but Isaac dodges him and runs out. His dads car is in the drive and Isaac hopes he’s asleep to he can sneak Yana out, when he opens the door there is no such luck. His father is standing behind the kitchen counter fuming “you think you can just sneak out of school and I won’t notice, I know you came home and I know what you did, I knew you were hiding something from me but honestly I didn’t expect this” he says in an almost surprised tone. “you’re a pathetic waste of space, why would they come follow you here. But I came home and found her in your room, how long did you think you could hide her hmm” he says a cruel bite in his voice. “Where is she” Isaac says surprised by the strength of his voice, his father lets out a bark of a laugh “relax I got your little bitch right here, you want to put a collar on her she can stay on the floor like an animal” he smirks and gives Yana a shove with his foot so she tumbles into Isaacs view. 

Isaac can only stare, he can’t move, looking up at him with big eyes is the most stunning girl he has every seen in his life, full lips, silky black hair and beautiful big silver and gold eyes. She is wearing one of Isaac’s long sleeve shirts and Yana’s simple pink leather collar “You picked one just as pathetic as you, can’t even say a word” his father spits out reaching down and giving her a shove “this is that girl that ran away isn’t it”. Yana whimpers and Isaac knows instantly it’s her, even if she looks very different now, “Don’t fucking touch her“ he yells “Don’t raise your voice at me boy” his father shouts and hits him so hard blood comes from his nose and mouth. “take your fucking whore and get out of my house, I don’t care where you take her but you better come back tonight without her or I’ll call the sheriff and let him know that you kidnapped this girl”. Yana runs to Isaacs arms, he grabs his bags and they hurry out the house into the forest.

Isaac gently looks her over, ignoring his own injuries “Yana” he says quietly as she looks up into his eyes “how” he wonders out loud. He pulls out his sweat pants from his bag, puts them on her and they start walking to Alison’s house a few streets away. He stands at the door not knowing what to say, he is sure he looks terrible, Yana stares at him with big eyes and he takes a deep breath before knocking. Alison’s dad opens the door and he looks the pair over, his jaw clenches and Isaac wonders if this was a mistake coming here. Chris finally speaks in a gruff voice “your dad did that to you when he found her” Isaac doesn’t know what to say so just nods “I told him not to touch her, she’s my ... my cousin” he stutters trying to find an explanation as Yana scent marks his arm. Chris raises an eyebrow “Yana” he calls and her head flicks to him, he looks to Isaac “maybe take the collar off” he suggests sarcastically, Isaac quickly complies and shoves it in his bag “how long has she been like this” Chris asks “ahh when I left her at lunch she was still you know, I got home after school and she looked like this. do you... ahh do you know if she will change back” Isaac says in response Chris shakes his head “she won’t be able to change back for quite a while, the change would have taken a lot out of her, look she can stay here tonight but it won’t be safe for her to be in this house when Alison’s grandfather arrives tomorrow“ Isaac nods “I think I have someone she can stay with after tonight” Chris’s jaw clenches a little and he turns around gesturing they come inside “Alison” he yells as he shuts the door.

When Alison comes downstairs she gasps and covers her mouth seeing Isaac, he realises he’s got blood all over his shirt and curses himself for not changing before he came. Chris clears his throat and Alison looks at her father “This is a friend of Isaac’s she has just been released from Eichen House and she is going to be staying with us tonight. She might need to borrow some of your old clothes till they have time to go shopping” Alison nods “what’s her name” Chris lets out a chuckle “turns out your looking at the inspiration for the fox’s name” Alison smiles for a moment then looks around “where is Yana. Fox Yana” she reiterates when Yana looks at her “ahh my dad found out about her so I had to send her away” Alison frowns “oh ok, umm Yana do you want to come with me I can get some clothes for you” Yana looks at Isaac with big sad eyes “It’s ok I’ll be back tomorrow, you listen to Alison and her dad” Yana wiggled her nose and trotted after Alison. It physically pained him to leave her there but he needed to get to Derek, maybe Derek would know what was happening and Isaac could ask Mr Argent what he knew tomorrow.

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It had been months since Derek had left with Yana, he said she needed to learn how to be human again in a safe place, a lot had happened, Isaac was in Scott’s pack with Boyd and Erica, Peter was alive and god knows where with Derek who occasionally popped in, Lydia and Jackson were in London. Yana was in some pack in New York, they were family friends of the Hales, Isaac always asked about her when Derek came around but didn’t talk about her much, secretly though he missed her, painfully, enough to sometimes make him cry at night. He didn’t even know why either, he had barely known her as a fox and she was human for less than 48hours before she left for New York, they never even talked, well they couldn’t she was mute. Scott’s Mum had let Isaac move in and that’s where he was on Saturday night when he is phone lit up with a text from Derek, [“Meet me at the loft in an hour”], it was a little shady but that’s how Derek spoke, gruff, short and to the point, lacking emotion. “Ahh Derek asked me to meet him at the loft so I’m gonna head over there” Issac said to Scott and Stiles without looking up from his phone, “oh sweet, I’ll pack up and we can get a pizza on the way” Stiles grinned, Isaac and Scott were well aware of the crush Stiles had on the older man. “Oh ahh he said alone, sorry” Isaac muttered, he, Scott, Boyd and Erica had all seen Derek on his little visits but the man seemed to avoid Stiles, although Isaac didn’t know why as he obviously thought Stiles was an invaluable member of the pack and had said so a few times. 

Stiles sighed, “just pack, got it”, Isaac shook his head, “no just me, and you are pack Stiles”, “Token human, yeah“ Stiles muttered, “Valuable human, that we would die without” Isaac retorted with a smirk wrapping the boy in a hug. Isaac tried to alway be supportive of Stiles, he had confided in him and eventually Scott that he was gay and while he still covered up a ridiculous amount, Isaac had to admit that while he wasn’t gay Stiles was somewhat alluring. Yeah he was cute but he also smelled comforting, like he belonged, more than a token human, more than an invaluable resource, he was definitely pack and Isaac would protect him with his life if need be, Boyd felt the same, Erica too even though she acted like she didn’t. Scott for some reason didn’t have that same instinct but Stiles was his best friend, even when he snapped at him, he didn’t alway put Stiles first or listen to his amazing plans, Alison being a major distraction, but the boys stayed close. 

Isaac let himself into the loft and played on his phone while he waited for his alpha, Scott was an alright stand in alpha but Derek was the real Alpha of the pack, it was weird having a pack with two alphas but it wasn’t unusual for a Hale pack, hell Isaac didn’t even know if Peter was an Alpha or not yet. “How’s everything been going” Derek called emerging from the darkness, Isaac hadn’t even heard him arrive, “ahh good, the norm, Stiles and Scott bickering, Scott pulling rank as alpha when we support Stiles” Isaac muttered putting his phone away. “Stiles is still convinced his not pack, he keeps calling himself the token human, I just take him out to the movies or for food when he gets down about it, he’s amazing and it’s hard to see him think so low of himself” he continues. “You and Stiles” Derek rumbles, it’s close to a growl and Isaac almost frowns, “just friends, I mean we were friends before but now I just can’t leave him alone, I have to make sure he’s safe, is that a wolf thing, protect the one without a wolf or something” Isaac asks. It’s quiet for a second, “ahh yeah something like that” Derek answers, his heart beats a little faster for a few seconds but calms quickly and there are not blips, “plus if he’s left alone he seems to find trouble, be it at The Jungle or in the reserve” Isaac adds with a chuckle.

Derek scowls “and the rest of the pack” he asks, “ahh Scott isn’t terrible as Alpha but he also doesn’t know what he is doing, he barely listens to Stiles who saves our butt nearly every time, and when me, Boyd and Erica side with Stiles, he pulls rank, but he is always off with Alison Argent”. “Argent” Derek growls, “her dad and her are actually ok, her mum not so much, she’s shot me a few times with the cross bow, all of us actually” Isaac recalls as Derek growls again before it goes silent, “you all come here often, it smells like pack” Derek states. “Oh you said to, were we not meant to” Isaac says quickly, “no, I-I like it” Derek answers, “we come her at least once a week, Stiles cooks dinner or we get takeout, watch movies, Puppy pile” Isaac says with a smile, “he cooks” Derek rumbles quietly to himself but it’s just loud enough for Isaac to hear. He frowns at Derek, “he likes to be helpful, he cooks, cleans, keeps us together, looks after any injuries” Isaac says aloud and he swears Derek smiles for a second letting out a happy rumble before his normal sourwolf face returns. Isaacs heart starts to beat a little faster, the world gets a little louder and his nose twitches, like his body is readying himself for something, Derek watches him with interest as there is a knock on the door, “Come in” Derek calls his eyes not leaving Isaac. 

The door is not even open when the smell hits him, it’s familiar, earthy and sweet, cinnamon and something like a damp woodland, the sweetness is stronger than he remembers but it’s her, it has to be her, his legs are moving before his brain can catch up. Isaac hasn’t even seen her yet but he scoops her up in his arms holding back tears that he doesn’t completely understand, she melts into him and he can feel her happiness, eventually he lets her go just to look at her, big silvery honey coloured eyes gaze up at him. Hair black as midnight, lips flush and full, she was in a private school uniform and looked healthy, her hair was shiny and body filled out a bit more, he skin was clean and pink, eyes bright, whoever she had lived with had looked after her. Yana seemed to be looking him over as well, eyes bright and curious, nose twitching as she smiled softly, Isaac wanted to kiss her so badly but it wouldn’t be right, yeah she was stunningly attractive but they barely knew each other, he would make friends with her first, take it slow. Derek watched the interaction with silent interest, Peter was also in the room had accompanied Yana and the drive took longer than expected, “your bag love” Peter stepped forward, close to her, too close, in a split second Isaac pulled her behind him. With claws and teeth out he let out a menacing growl, Peter raised an eyebrow in amusement, “how cute the pup is already protective of his little-“, “Peter” Derek interrupted with a warning growl, “friend” Peter finished with a chuckle before dropping the bag and stepping back.

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They had been together two hours, two hours and Yana had not let go of his hand, they settled down on the couch as Derek called the rest of the pack for dinner at the loft, Isaac had never felt this blissed out in his life he just wanted to sit here on the couch with her forever. But the peace was soon interrupted as Stiles burst through the door, Derek had gone to pick up some take out so after looking around Stiles made a beeline straight for Isaac who rolled his eyes seeing his friend wearing one of his sweaters once again. Stiles hit the breaks when he saw her though, Black silky hair was all he could see as she snuggled into Isaac’s chest but he knew who it was straight away, “is that Yana” he grinned making Isaac smile as well, “ahh yeah, she just got back, they are going to stay” he responds happily. Stiles plops on the couch next to him and Yana looks up and smiles shyly, “you know you have to share right, Isaac is my boyfriend too” he jokes and Yana giggles, Isaac didn’t even know she could make that sound and it’s mesmerising. “Your boyfriend” Derek growls coming through the door with a few bags, Isaac doesn’t miss the glare that’s shot his way, is Derek homophobic or something, every time something comes up he seems to be upset, there’s nothing wrong with Stiles being gay he thinks glaring back. 

Stiles seems to catch on though and seems to have the same thought process, “yes my boyfriend” he says giving Isaac an unexpected peek on the lips, it makes he feel a little uncomfortable but he doesn’t say anything, Yana let’s out a soft snort of a chuckle beside him. Derek growls and Stiles stands his ground, “he smells like you” he rumbles at Isaac but before Isaac can explain Stiles continues being a brat, “because we sleep together” Stiles lies, making Derek more mad, “Get Out” he growls loudly, eyes red and glowing. “I DIDN’T WANT TO BE HERE ANYWAY!” Stiles yells back, “I didn’t understand before why you avoided me but I do now” he adds stomping towards the door but Derek stands in his way, “not you”, he rumbles at Stiles who suddenly loses some bravado. The room sours slightly and Isaac doesn’t know what to do, the smell of Stiles fear driving him to protect the boy but he doesn’t want to go against Derek, just to keep Stiles safe, he stands, eyes flickering between his friend and his alpha.

“No I-I didn’t mean it like that” Derek frowns looking down at Stiles, “can I leave alpha” Stiles asks, his voice is strong but the snark is gone and they can all hear his hear pounding, “No Stiles” Derek says his voice softening and the boy looks to the floor. “We don’t sleep together not that it’s any of your business” Stiles admits and Derek sighs, “but if you really have a problem with it I should go anyway, I can’t change who I am” he adds softly, “you’re right” Derek responds as gruff as usual. Stiles nods and takes a step towards the door but Derek stops him again “you can’t change and it’s none of my business, please stay, I got your favourite for dinner, Peter is getting the pizza”, Stiles stands there and blinks, “do I still have to leave alpha” Isaac asks. Stiles freezes, “if he is leaving I am leaving” he announces and Derek scowls letting out a low frustrated rumble, “Fine, no one is leaving” he says after a minute, “the rest of the pack is here too” he adds. “I don’t know what you are droning on about but no one is, oh, ohh” Peter stops at the door eyes locked of the pale boy standing near him, a somewhat predatory grin spreads on his face, “Stilinski” he purrs stalking closer, “well don’t you smell divine” he continues.

Peter dumps the pizza on a side table and Stiles raises an eyebrow, “oh really ZombieWolf, what do I smell like” he snarks at the man now meer inches away, in a flash Peter’s head is at the crook of Stiles neck and his arms wrap around the boys body picking him up. Stiles squeaks in shock at the sudden movement, Peters breath near his ear making his body react with a shiver, “like fucking catnip” Peter says nuzzling into the crook of Stiles’ neck, he gives the boy a little nip and revels in the sweet and spicy scent. Yana stays on the couch as Isaac and Derek separate Peter from Stiles, Isaac herding the boy back to the couch as Derek holds Peter by his throat, “Don’t touch him” he growls aggressively, “wait do I really smell good” Stiles asks aloud as Peter removes Derek’s hand. “You smell delectable darling, very enticing” Peter grins, Stiles blushes but continues with his train of thought, “could it draw in or distract other wolves just passing through” he queries and Peter thinks for a moment, “I suppose so, they would have to be close enough although scent travels much further outside”. Stiles swallows nervously and looks at Isaac before looking back to the two Hale men, “so I could be the reason why we are getting more rouges, and they try to get to me when I’m close not because I’m the weak link but because I smell good” he states. Peter frowns “you are most definitely not the weak link, none of the vulnerabilities of our pack are from you, you my dear boy can only make the pack stronger“, Stiles is quiet, “I can” he whispers, Isaac huffs in amusement, “you do. Everyday” he states factually. 

The night is much calmer afterwards, the rest of the pack meets Yana and eats dinner in front of the TV, Stiles chooses Lord of the Rings as the movie and settles next to Isaac, Peter sneakily claims the seat on his other side and the boy surprisingly accepts his oddly affectionate touches and scenting. Everyone scents Stiles a lot so he is just used to it, even from Peter it’s normal, he hasn’t seen Stiles in months and Peter never really scents the rest of the pack, the boy is his connection to the pack and Stiles knows it so doesn’t even blink when he is pulled onto the mans lap. Eventually the gentle thrum of Peters heart and soft breaths sends Stiles soundly to sleep, he feels so safe that it’s easy to drift off, two alphas, one secondary, three guard wolves and one fox, all in their den, safe.

Stiles doesn’t know how long he has been asleep but he can hear voices quietly bickering, “you have to tell them, this isn’t something you can just ignore Nephew, it’s not going to go away”, “he already thinks I hate him, I can’t keep calling pack meetings and not invite him”, “it’s dangerous for the wolves not to know, it’s up to you whether he is in on those meetings or not but if you don’t tell the pups I will, in a whole pack meeting”. The bickering stops just as he is being to understand what they are saying and the couch dips, a warm hand cups his cheek gently before being removed, Stiles can’t help but grumble and two strong arms scoop him up carrying him across the loft. He is placed on a soft bed that smells divine, the bed is cold though and Stiles grumbles again before realising someone is leaning over him, probably Isaac because he is still holding onto his shirt, he gives it a tentative tug and smiles. There is a grumble and a huff as a warm body joins him in bed Stiles snuggles up to him and an arm wraps around him, he smells so good but Stiles can’t put his finger on it, he drifts off peacefully, feeling safe, alpha safe, like nothing could touch him.

Waking up in the middle of the night is a different story, he needs to pee and cracking one eye open he can tell he’s in Derek’s bed, hmm, nice of a guy who doesn’t like him, it’s soo hot too and he kicks off his sweat pants ignoring the underwear he is wearing underneath, Isaac doesn’t care anyway. He goes to climb over his friend and fails spectacularly instead ending up straddling him, before he can apologise to Isaac the superheated body beneath him lets out a pleased rumble and red eyes flash open, red eyes, meaning he is on top Derek. Alpha Derek, who hates his gay ass, “oh no” Stiles mutters, before he is flipped onto his back and pinned down, before he can beg Derek not to rip his throat out the alpha does something he doesn’t expect he grinds his hips down, Stiles lets out a pathetic moan, stupid fear boner. “Alpha” Stiles whines because he so desperately needs to pee still, suddenly there is another rumble next to him and Stiles turns to see another set of red glowing eyes flicker open, “oh no times two” he curses. As much as this is a fantasy of his the reality is these Alphas would sooner kill him than do anything remotely close to what Stiles overactive, adderall fuelled, hormonal teenage brain can imagine, and he knows that so Stiles panics. “Please don’t eat me” is all that Stiles can get out as he squirms around, the movement only gets more rumbles from Derek and Stiles freezes, the light turns on and blinds the three of them but Stiles knows it’s Isaac. “Isaac get him off me, I just need to pee I didn’t mean to sit on his lap” Stiles whimpers and Derek shakes his head clear before quickly releasing the boy and standing up, Stiles eyes go straight to Dereks crotch, his eyes widen at the impressive tenting.

“You can sit on my lap anytime darling” Peter purrs and Stiles frowns, “you two were going to eat me, I thought I smelt good”  the boy complains without turning to look at the other man, Peter’s arm wraps around his waist pulling him flush against his body, Stiles eyes widen, “oh” is all he manages to get out. Stiles turns and shoves Peter off the bed, “dinner date first ZombieWolf” he grins cheekily over the side of the bed, “I do wish you would stop calling me that darling” Peter drones, “and I wish I had a new Jeep, can’t all get what we want” Stiles chirps getting up. His back is turned to Derek as he walks to the bathroom and the mans eyes darken at the young boys choice of attire, Peter does the same and licks his lips, “actually I can get you a new Jeep tomorrow” he calls out with a grin, “Peter Hale are you suggesting I whore myself out and you’ll buy me a new car” Stiles frowns. “What, N-no that’s not what I” Peter stutters only to be cut off by the young boys cackle as he walks back and jumps on the bed, “Stiles doesn’t want a new car Peter, the Jeep was his mother’s, although I still can’t believe you named it” Derek mutters. Stiles gasps pretending to be offended when really he is surprised Derek knows those details, Derek goes to get back into bed but Stiles holds out a hand, “don’t eat me in the middle of the night” he says seriously, Derek doesn’t look impressed.

“I’m not going to eat you, although I’d appreciate if you didn’t mount me while I’m sleeping” Derek says in his usual monotone gruffness, “I didn’t mount you I was trying to get out of bed” Stiles gasps, “yeah ok whatever you say, just don’t do it again, I can’t be responsible for what my wolf does when you climb me” Derek states making the boy frown. “Can I go back to bed now” Isaac says tiredly from the door switching off the light, “yes remove yourself and take your alpha with you” Peter sasses pulling a struggling Stiles into his arms, Derek growls and Isaac just turns around “night” he mutters. Yana is still fast asleep when he come back to the bed, soft and silky warm, she instantly curls her body into his, while she can’t speak he has noticed she makes plenty of sounds, at the moment she purrs, a blissful and relaxing sound. Light vibrations ripple against his skin making him melt into her, she is utter perfection, heaven in his arms, he doesn’t understand these feelings, how he is so addicted to her, how she makes him feel, how is the world complete when he holds her, he doesn’t even know her. Tomorrow he will show her around but tonight he just wants to hold her, hold her and never let go, they have time to get to know each other, to figure out this connection, Isaac wonders if she feels it too, is she feels just as attached as he is.

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Stiles sleeps in because of course he does, it’s Stiles. The bed smells like Alphas and it’s comforting, the loft is quiet and he wakes up to the rumble of his own stomach, Derek has left a note on the bedside table saying he has gone out for a bit and something about a guest is coming and to let him in. Stiles is to drowsy to read it properly before he goes to the toilet, he stands in the bathroom for a minute just staring at the shower, how much does Derek hate him, will he hate him more if he uses his shower, Stiles shrugs if Derek gets made he’ll just hide behind Peter. Derek’s shower is surprisingly fantastic and after a nice soak he put on the spare set of clothes on, they are perhaps a little more feminine than he usually wears around people but they are so similar he is sure no one would notice once he puts his flannel on top. The pants are much more fitted around the hips and thighs and his shirt is cropped a little bit, only going down to wear his pants start, Stiles looks longingly at his small makeup bag before shrugging, no one is going to notice a little bit of tinted lipgloss.

Stiles wonders to the kitchen and turns the radio on humming as he goes, Bacon and Eggs, he would make some for Derek but the wolf won’t be back for a little bit, a loud knock on the metal door of the loft startles him and Stiles lets out a less than masculine squeal. He stares at the door before he remembers Derek’s note said something about a cousin, “come in, it’s open” he calls turning back to his eggs, the door slides open and someone walks in before Stiles hears the door slide shut again. He ignores the rumble that comes from them, he’s been around wolves long enough to tell the difference between what they mean, and that one was happy, or ... pleased maybe, “Hungry, I’m just making some breakfast” Stiles offers, “ah yeah that would be great thanks sugar” the man sound responds. Stiles has to brace himself, the guy sounds hot and he just called him sugar, Stiles looks over his shoulder and smiles at the man before going back to his task, holy shit, curse those Hale genes, this man is just as attractive as Derek and Peter. He has that same rugged look that Derek has but that same amused, cunning expression Peter often wears, and he is built, another fricking Adonis, Stiles has to force himself to focus, he finishes cooking and plates up before getting the orange juice out of the fridge. 

“OJ” Stiles asks looking over his shoulder again, the guy is leaning against the bench most definitely watching him, he smiles brightly, “yeah sweets” he nods and Stiles tries not to melt, he turns back to open the cupboard and curses when he sees the glasses, just out of his reach. “God damnit Derek” Stiles grumbles standing on his tiptoes and reaching up to try and get them, suddenly he can feel hot breath on his neck, “need a little help love” the husky voice rumbles and two warm hands slide around his bare waist. He gives Stiles a little boost to grab the glasses, it’s effortless, like Stiles weighs nothing, “ahh thank you” Stiles squeaks out, his voice way more high pitch than he would have wanted, “no problem sugar” the man rumbles in a deep and husky voice. They take a seat at the table, Stiles tries not to smile as the guy constantly watches him and after they finish eating he takes the plates like a gentleman, constantly looking of his shoulder with a smile until Stiles can’t take it anymore and finally cracks.

”Fine, what, what is it” he laughs, “what is what” the wolf replies with a smile, “why do you keep looking at me like that” Stiles says in between giggles, “you’re cute thats all”, “I’m cute?”, “yeah I can’t believe Derek snagged such a cute little-“. “whoa, whoa, whoa, Derek didn’t... we’re not” Stiles stutters cutting the older man off, the man stops and raises an eyebrow in amusement, “your not his-“, “I’m not his anything, Derek hates my guts” Stiles cuts off with hands raised, “but you’re in his den?”. “I’m only here cause they don’t let the vulnerable human come on patrol” Stiles retorts with usual level of sarcasm and he watches the mans face spread into a uncanny Peter-like grin, the man is inches from Stiles before the boy can blink, “good because you smell”, “yeah yeah, like catnip to wolves, get it over with” Stiles chuckles. He gets lifted onto the bench as the man settles between his legs, huffing and nuzzling into Stiles’ neck, “Do you have a name big guy” he asks curiously, “Markus” the wolf rumbles back, “Markus” Stiles says testing the name and getting a pleased rumble in return. His slightly rough hands trace upwards underneath Stiles shirt, gripping his midsection as he pulls their bodies close, the door slams open and Derek stands there with Scott and Peter, he takes one look at the pair and absolutely loses it. 

The growl that comes from his lips is savage and menacing, Markus chuckles and takes a step back from Stiles only for Derek to immediately launch at him, Peter walks straight to Stiles and eyes him appreciatively before diving in to where Markus had left off before he was interrupted. Scott looks on absolutely clueless unsure if he should break everyone apart, Markus laughs flashing his eyes yellow at Derek to signal yielding, “good to see you again cousin” Markus chuckles his eyes flickering to Peter who is heavily scenting Stiles. Derek growls again, pulling Peter away, throwing Stiles over his shoulder and stomping to the bedroom, “where is your phone” Derek growls and Stiles looks over at the bedside table, Derek grabs it along with the note, Stiles makes a guilty expression when he sees the missed calls and texts. “What does this say” the man rumbles, “I don’t know I was half asleep when I read it, something about a patrol and let your guest in” Stiles huffs in annoyance, Derek frowns and huffs in frustration, “try again” he rumbles handing over the note. “Do Not, it says Do Not Stiles, Do Not let him in. I wasn’t here if something happened, what if it wasn’t a family member, what if it was someone who wanted to hurt me and found you here” Derek paces, Stiles frowns it almost sound like Derek cares, but it’s probably just because Stiles is pack. 

They stare at each other for a minute with frustrated scowls, then Derek’s face evens out and his head tilts, like he sees something, “a-are you wearing lipstick” he questions and Stiles eyes go wide for a split second before he wipes his lips with his sleeve. “N-no it was just ahh grease or something from breakfast” Stiles lies, “with glitter in it” Derek says raising an eyebrow amused, “shut up it was just lip gloss ok, I didn’t think anyone would be home, so before you make fun of me I was going to take it off before you got home” Stiles rants. Derek suddenly pulls one of his jumpers onto the boy shutting him up, his face comes too close to Stiles, “I like it, it suits you, you can wear it if you want” Derek says smirking as Stiles cheeks turn pink, then he turns around and walks out, leaving Stiles siting there in his gay panic. Was he joking, was that a challenge, Stiles could do a challenge, he sauntered to his bag and put the lipgloss back on, when he walked out everyone was arguing, well the Hale men were, Scott was sitting on the couch looking a little lost. The arguing stopped immediately, the three men looking at Stiles immediately all three with red eyes, Markus was an alpha as well, “how is it possible to have four alphas in the room without you lot ripping each others throats outs” Stiles asked confused. 

Markus walked towards Stiles only for Derek to step in front of the boy and let out a warning growl, “possessive” Markus teased with a chuckle, “he is seventeen and I’m not possessive I’m respectful“ Derek says gruffly only for Stiles to snort. “you yelled at me yesterday for kissing your beta” Stiles states only for Peter and Markus to screw up their faces, “you kissed Isaac, ha I can only imagine his face” Scott laughs and Stiles tries not to crumple. Derek takes a step backwards so he is leaning against Stiles, “Shut it Scott” he growls and the boy instantly shuts up, “why did you feel the need to kiss a beta” Markus asks with a confused expression, “I don’t know we were just fooling around, why’s it such a big issue” Stiles mutters. Before Derek can stop his cousin, Markus spills the secret “Because you are a Luna Soltera”, “a what, I’m a human” Stiles frowns, getting a chuckle from Markus, “yes you are Sugar but it means you are a compatible mate for an alpha, your an Alpha’s mate”. Stiles eyes go big and he stares at Derek, “I’m your mate” he exclaims, and Derek gawks unable to find his words, “umm yes, no, I mean ahh Peter help me out here” he stutters and his uncle chuckles. “Not just Derek darling, all of us” Peter purrs, “I have three mates” Stiles squeaks, “three Alpha Hale mates!” he adds getting a chuckle from Markus “more like suitors love, you choose one of us or we compete for you”.

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“are you kidding me, hell no” Scott says grabbing his friends arm only to have three angry Hale Alpha’s growl at him, as usual Scott doesn’t back down and pulls Stiles towards the door. Derek and Peter are used to the young Seconds behaviour and know that Stiles won’t let Scott dictate his life, Markus however is new to the game and pins Scott to the wall, his claws curving into the boys throat. “You are not worthy to touch him” he growls as Scott struggles, “I’m an alpha too” he spits and Markus laughs, “Second in command is not an Alpha, every soul in this room outranks you”, Stiles peeks out from behind Markus, the mans arm still wrapped around him. “Ahh I don’t” he states, “yes you do sugar, he will yield to your will” Markus rumbles pleased with any interaction he gets, “I won’t” Scott snarls and Stiles snorts “yeah he doesn’t, he just locks me in the house and takes the pack without me”. Derek lets out an annoyed growl and Markus turns to him, “I think this one is broken, does he yield to you” he asks, “no” Derek answers annoyed, “Peter bit him and he wouldn’t yield to him when he was freshly bitten either”. “And his anchor is a hunter’s daughter, an Argent” Peter drawls making Markus screw up his face, “DON’T YOU DARE TALK ABOUT ALISON” Scot roars struggling harder, “got a bit of a complex this one, should probably just put him out of his misery” Markus muses.

”you can’t kill him, just put him down” Stiles sighs, “He is not safe Sugar, it’s for the best” Markus states tightening his grip on Scott’s throat as the boy continues to rage, “No” Stiles says clearly, “Stop, Put him down”, Markus obeys the unintentional order immediately but doesn’t let Scott go. “Can you let my brother go” Stiles smiles, “maybe, what’s in it for me” Markus teases, “Hmm what about cuddles” Stiles says adorably opening his arms and forgetting how fast wolves move, before he can blink he is across the room pinned down on the couch. The older wolfs arms wrapped around him as he nuzzles into the younger boy, the room is filled with Stiles’ giggles as well as some pleased rumbles, and some annoyed ones too, “why did we have to let him join the pack again” Peter grumbles. “Family is family Peter, and if you haven’t noticed the Hale pack was running low on Hales” Derek says gruffly while glaring at Markus, “no mater how provoking they may be” he adds, “love you too cuz” Markus yells from the couch. 

“No way am I letting him in my pack” Scott growls like a petulant child, “oh goody he is still here” Peter mutters, “I don’t recall you having the name Hale or really having a say in the matter, Go Home Scott” Derek answers obviously annoyed, “god help us if he was a Hale” Peter adds under his breath. Scott leaves, stomping and slamming the door as he goes, making Derek and Peter roll their eyes until a ripping sound makes them look over and Derek’s shredded jumper lands on the floor, normally he would be annoyed but not this time. He watches in amusement as Stiles berates the man then walks away leaving Markus looking like a kicked puppy, Peter let’s out a snicker and gets a glare shot in his direction, Stiles huffs as he goes through the cupboards and Derek walks over. He reaches up over Stiles and pulls out a pack of skittles, the boys face lights up and he takes them before heading back to the bedroom, Derek watches smugly, unlike the other two he actually knows Stiles, he listens and has taken the time to learn about him. It’s not a competition to Derek, he just wants to the boy to be happy and safe, although Stiles choosing him would be an added benefit, Stiles always retreats to his den, his bed, hides behind him, but Derek want to be respectful it’s important to him the Stiles doesn’t feel pressured.

He clears his throat entering the bedroom as not to startle Stiles, “Peter and I were going to take Markus out for a run, do you want me to call someone to stay with you” he asks and Stiles shakes his head, “is it frustrating, I mean that your wolf wants me, instinctually, but like you don’t, cause your not gay”. Derek looks at the boy confused “wolves don’t have gender preferences just attraction” he explains and Stiles nods “but like the Luna whatever”, “Luna Soltera”, “yeah that it takes away your choice right” he asks and Derek frowns a little more. “For Alpha’s yes which is why it’s dangerous for you to be near them but we won’t try anything, but umm Stiles you are umm well you are incredibly attractive already, everything about you is tantalising your new scent just makes you a little more distracting” Derek explains awkwardly. Then in the silence he turns around and leaves the room, leaves Stiles sitting there in shock, did Derek Hale, in his own awkward way, tell Stiles he thought he was already hot and distracting and his scent change was just making it harder to cope. Did Derek Hale just admit he liked Stiles? No, there was no way, the Derek Hale, whom he had been severely crushing on since day one, liked him, with his weird skinny body, pale skin and litany of moles.

The slam of the loft door makes him jump and Stiles lays down on the bed, Holy Shit, that was a lot to take in, he needed to keep himself busy, food, he could cook for the men, who doesn’t like a hot lunch, he only did groceries the day before to make sure there was stuff for Derek when he came home. “Hmm how about steamed fish” he mutters aloud pulling out ingredients, making up little parcels for the fish with lots of fresh ingredients, lemon, tomatoes, olives, red onion, he was going for a Mediterranean style. Chopping up sweet potato like chips and placing them and the parcels in the oven Stiles whipped up a couscous salad and sautéed some baby broccoli, the fish was just about done when Stiles looked at the food in shock, this is what he usually cooked for his dad. “Ohhh no, ohh no this is too healthy for them” he worried aloud biting his nails nervously, but it was too late and the loft door slid open, Peter was smiling while Derek and Markus were laughing and bustling each other like brothers would. 

Quickly the room went quiet Derek’s eyes locking on Stiles with a cold expression, “what’s wrong, what happened” he asks seriously and Stiles realises they can probably smell his anxiety and worry, so he focuses on the fact he is happy they are back, that they enjoyed their run. The atmosphere is light and happy again, Markus and Peter relax but Derek frowns more, “Stiles” he rumbles getting closer, oh no, not a happy rumble, “what’s wrong and why are you hiding it” he says looking around, watching the boy as his shoulders slump a little. The smell of his anxiety comes back and Stiles looks down, “it’s nothing, it’s stupid, I just, I cooked lunch but I did it like I do for dad, it’s uhh very healthy so I’m not sure if you’ll like it” Stiles mutters looking at the floor, not noticing Derek’s circling.

A very pleased rumble sounds from behind him and Stiles instantly relaxes his worry seemingly floating away, “you were worried I wouldn’t like your food little mate” Derek says, his voice is so deep and gruff Stiles knows his wolf is fronting. A warm huff of air brushes against his cheek as Derek’s solid chest presses to his back, Derek nudges into the side of this throat, nuzzling, and Stiles just melts, he turns to absolute jelly as strong arms keep him up and hold him close. Derek has never held him like this before and it’s heaven, “some competition” Markus mutters and the oven alarm goes off, instantly Derek stiffens and gently releases Stiles, “sorry” he mutters before walking off leaving Stiles confused. Peter excuses himself to shower too and Markus grins, “all mine now little mate” he teases watching Stiles plate up before snatching up the lithe boy  and pinning him to the wall, he wastes no time pushing up Stiles shirt and peppering him in kisses. Sucking and nibbling at the skin, “do you have any idea how perfect you are” Markus mutters on his knees.

“I just want to worship you, I’d show you real pleasure if we had the time, I’d do anything for you Sweets”, Stiles tries not to moan as the muscular man licks up his stomach before releasing him and crossing the room in a blink, a few breaths and Stiles manages to marginally calm down. A minute later Derek walks out of his room and instantly frowns, “what happened” he barks and Markus grins “we were just having a little chat” he says placing plates on the table, the rest of the day Derek stay close, he is his usually grumpy self though, he won’t touch Stiles and only stays close enough to make sure Marcus behaves. The atmosphere is tense and after a few hours Stiles can’t take it, the movie is not distracting him and he can tell the slowly growing anxiety he has is putting the wolves on edge, the loft door opens and both Derek and Marcus launch at Issac, who quickly shifts to protect Yana before Stiles miraculously calls the men back before any damage is done. “I’m going home” Stiles sighs, groaning as three wolves offer to drive him, “no I drove here so I can drive myself home, there are no threats in Beacon Hills at the moment but I might die if I stay in the room any long being suffocated by the awkward silence and my own anxiety” he rants before storming out.

Stiles doesn’t come back that night and the loft is too quiet, he moved to much in bed last night but Derek is surprised he misses the smaller young man in his bed, Stiles doesn’t show up at the pack meeting with everyone else but no one is surprised, its Saturday, he and Isaac never come to pack meeting on Saturday. Marcus has gone out solo to explore the territory so they have their pack meeting and puppy pile for a movie, halfway through the second movie Issac and Yana come in, with big smiles and smelling of happiness and contentment, the pack had noticed how Issac follows her round everywhere. Scott even mentioned that Issac used to do that with Stiles but it was more protective than romantic Dereks eyes are flashing between the door and Isaac till he finally asks, “where is Stiles?” he can’t scent the boy on the young wolf at all but the whole pack said Saturdays Issac and Stiles were together. “I haven’t been with him tonight” Issac hums his eyes not leaving Yana, “he is probably at the club” he muses before seemingly snapping out of his love struck haze, “oh Fuck he’s at the club” Issac curses darting out of the loft, Yana trots over to Alison and Derek tears after Issac.