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Darkness, swirling in a circle, spinning like a hurricane in a horizontal line, creating a disk of a dark mist that emanated from behind. From the darkness stepped out a skinny, short young man, probably in his early 20's steps out of this swirling gaseous mist of darkness and shrieking gasps and wails with a satisfied sigh. "Finally out of that damn dimension..." He mutters to himself, this young man has dark almost black hair, one deep blue eye and the other completely white, with no distinguishable pupil, it seems like he is blind on that eye... He is wearing a black trench coat above a white shirt with the words written in seemingly red paint [Dreamer's Nightmare] alongside a flaming red skull. "At least their merchandise's cool..." The same young man chuckles to himself as he look at the rest of his outfit, a black shoulder blade, literally a blade to be attached to his shoulders as well as any part of his body that can hold this thing.

Back at describing his appearance. He is 5'3, his thin white fingers have black nails, seemingly painted with an oily substance, they shine darkly when the sunlight glimmers on them, giving a dangerous feeling... He has a lightning scar going down his white eye, through his left cheek, down his throat, and down into his left leg, as if he received a lightning bolt to his eye... Strange. "Erebus!" The young man cries loudly, calling for his faithful companion, who answers his call by landing on his shoulder: An adorable small grey crow with black wings, the crow seems content in seeing his beloved master and nuzzles his head on his master's neck, making the young man chuckle at the affectionate crow that in turn, makes the crow caw angrily as if to say 'Ungrateful master, i won't nuzzle you no more', the young man stops laughing as he quickly apologizes with a clear tone of sarcasm: "Oh, forgive me, your highness, for feeling ticklish when you rub your feathers on my sensitive neck."

"Boy, i sometimes think you're am crazy... Going to the Dimension of Nightmares to buy clothes?" A voice speaks from behind him, the young man sighs and turns back to see what would certainly make any other person pass out completely: A tall woman with paper white skin, long black curly black hair that covers her face like a veil but can not cover he deadly grin and her shining, white, sharp, teeth. Her elongated thin fingers touch the ground as she looks to be hunched over, bending to look the young man in the eyes, her long black nails touching the mud and moss on the ground with a sickening sound of wet slop. Her long black clothes also makes her even creepier than she already is, she has a hanging dead bird on her belt, as well as a rat's clean white skull, the complete skeleton of a thin little bird on her pouch, and a clear glass bottle full of slithering little black bugs that shriek and move, biting and eating each other inside the bottle.

"Heh, you know me. Plus, their clothes are the best, they already come enchanted with [Fear] and [Darkness] in them... I also got you something, dear teacher of mine." The young man smirks when the old crrepy lady tilts her head sideways like a curious puppy, albeit it looked rather creepy when he could hear he bones cracking like sicks, snapping as she moved. "Here." He said as he waved his hand and out of thin air, a long black robe appeared in front of them, this black robe also looked like a black loose dress, which made the woman sigh: "Another dress? What makes this one different from the other dresses you gave me, Stiles?" The young man, Stiles Stilinski, chuckles once again as he moves his finger and... He places it inside the dress... "Pockets." Stiles says and the creepy old woman throws her head back and shrieks like a little girl who just got a ponny for Christmas and quickly snaps the dress out of the small hands of the young man.

"This is absolutely perfect!" The woman cackles and soon, thousands of whispers cackle along with her, creating this creepy cacophony of shrieks and laughter that would make a normal person's heart to stop, but Stiles isn't normal... No, he is what we call a Spark, a rare magical origin... Most magic users draw their magic from somewhere, [Sorcerers] draw their magic from different dimensions, [Witches], [Wizards], and [Alchemists] draw their magic from the Weave in different forms. [Witches] using rituals, [Wizards] using words and ancient knowledge, and [Alchemists] using runes and symbols to draw the magic from the Weave and use it. [Warlocks] and [Clerics], however, draw their magic from another being! [Clerics] by worshipping that being, be it out of respect or even fear, and [Warlocks] by making a magical contract with said being. There is also [Druids] and [Darachs], while [Druids] draw their magic from nature naturally, [Darachs] forcefully absorb it into their bodies, be it from nature or any living or even dead organism that has (or had) magic in them.

But a [Spark]? No.

[Sparks] are born natural bound and connected to the Weave, they can draw the magic from the Weave into their own bodies unconsciously, meaning they can use magic like any other normal caster could, and even immitate others as well manipulate the weave itself, making him the perfect magic user. It's not a secret that the most powerful magic casters were [Sparks]! Merlin was (Yes that guy everyone thinks was a wizard, yes the one who was King Arthur's little magic bitch), his mother was, and now his teacher is a [Spark] as well! "Good gift you gave me boy, I'm happy to have it. But why did you gave this to me? If you did something bad, just tell me, you know I'll be proud."

Meet Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak, also known to humans as Baba Yaga. The famous immortal old hag that lives in a shack with chicken legs, walking around and capturing little children to eat them or something like that... Well, in the beginning, when she found him clutching the books his mother gave to him while he ran through the halls and houses of the Outer Plane of pure chaos, the Limbo, running away from Blunchs and Everpropts, since that day she took under her a small child of the tender age of 8, completely scared and scarred by the darkness that lingers in the night and left a mark behind... She taught him to accept this mark and how to use it, as well as how to be a great magic caster with his natural talent, and soon he became a force to be reckoned with, a famous magic caster, and one of the three apprentices of Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak...

To mortals and his teacher, his name was Stiles Stilinski, but to the all the dimensions and magical planes of existence, his name was Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum, or simply Bringer of Darkness and Madness. Well, a cute name isn't? it's not his fault that the a minor God mocked him saying he "Fucked his mother" when it was the anniversary of the day he killed her, its not his fault the guy was so weak that he died when he tore his limbs off... And of course, it's not his fault when he took the guy's heart out and gave it to Erebus, his loyal Darkness Crow, a magical bird with the ability to willingly dive into shadows and enter the Shadowfell (also known as the Deep Darkness) and leave anywhere. And it's also not his fault that his Void side just happened to come out and wreck the corpse to a pulp of golden blood...

But that was years ago, now he is much stronger and much wise. He won't do the same mistakes aga- Who is he kidding? Just yestersay he killed a fucking Demon Lord from the 509th latyer of the Abyss and now he has an entire layer of the Abyss for himself even though that place is terribly filthy, covered in black tar and blood, he would need to clean that bitch- "Stiles, boy, tell me what you did." Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak snapped him out of his thiughts, he sometimes gets lost there, it became a habit after he killed his parents (albeit Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak always explained to him He didn't kill his parents, but something possesing Him did. A Nogitsune, a Void Kitsune, natural from the Void Dimension and very powerful in and out of said dimension). 

"Oh, besides killing the Demon Lord of the 509th layer of the Abyss yestersay, visiting the city of Dis on the 4th layer of Hell, and going to the Shadowfell with Erebus? I was thinking about going back to Earth and seeing how things are there..." Stiles' body was stiff, it's been 16 years and he is now 24 years old, albeit he would never be old and will live for a very long time, possibly forever but who knows? He already knows the Raven Queen wants his soulz but he isn't planning on dying now. Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak snapped her fingers and they were gone, seconds later they appeared in a cozy looking cabin in the middle of a swamp, where thousands of little blue fireflies danced in the moonlight while the crickets and owls made their own musical along the darkness of the endless night of the Timeless Swamp, a pocket dimension made by Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak herself to be her home and is also the place where Stiles comes to when he is going to learn things.

He hasn't learned anything new in tbe last 2 years, Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak said she had taught him everything he needed to know, and the rest he would learn as he lived on, and it was true. In these two years from his 22th birthday to his now 24th one, he learned that you shouldn't fuck with the Devil Lords of Hell that differently from the Demon Lords of the Abyss, are fucking ruthless and have a stick completely shoved into their ass... i mean, send a Balgur after him just because of a harmless prank? Sheesh. Looking around the cabin, Stiles knew his teacher was going to give him a gift as well because technically he was leaving, he has been living in thjs dimension for years and he can always come back to here, but she already technically kicked him out when he finished his apprenticeship with her two years ago! "So, now that you finally decided to fucking leave my fucking house" Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak snapped, she kinda got the curses from Stiles, he corrupted her to the dark side! Sighing, she takes a small box with her long and thin fingers, making creacking noises when the little box opens on itself when she presents it to him: "Let me give you a parting gift... I, Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak, give you Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum, this." Inside the small box was a pair of black rings, they had runes carved on them and Stiles could easily know which runes they were...

They were [Endless] and [Absorption], the two first runes he ever successfully created! With these two runes combined together in an item, he could absorb energy from the Weave endlessly, never running out of magic energy! One of the great things about the Weave is that its energy feeds the body, rendering food and water completely unnecessary, and it also makes his body free of any disease or poison ss it naturally cleans it, and of course, it makes his body stronger as it flows through him constantly. This ring, however, is made out of a black alloy named [Black Bones] found in the deepest pits of the Endless Chaos, also known as Hades, a dimension of pure evil. Its properties are the rather unique for a metal, which is to fuse with the wearer's body and slowly make their bodies stronger just by wearing it, and together with the runes [Endless] and the rune [Absorption] it makes this ring a great item to make his body permanently stronger as time goes on. "I... Thank you teacher..." He smiled, taking the two rings and wearing one, the second one was not meant for him, because it had a small inscription [For your Future Lover], he blushed a little because he knew Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak could see into the future, so certainly knows who he is going to marry.

"You're welcome... Now, get out of my dimension before i kick you out!" She snapped her fingers once again, and he was gone. When she knew he wasn't there anymore, clear tears could be seen running down her tar black eyes as she sighed, whispering to herself: "There, Claudia, your son is now prepared for his... Harsh future now." Claudia Stilinski, or rather, Huburi'Vik Marathuqbis-Moleski (Bringer of Eternal Light and Comprehension) was one of her students, her second student to be precise, and even though Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak warned her about her imminent death if she had a child with a mortal men, she still did have that child, and that child is now her third student .. She still remembers how she made Claudia a promise to teach her child and protect him untol he decided to leave her nest and fly... She just hopes he doesn't fly too close to the sun.

Derek Hale sighed, he was now looking at the mess his little nephews and nieces did at the Preserve. Several little flowers and little twigs were scattered around the entrance of the Preserve to, as they said, "Prevent Fairies from entering the Preserve". He got a little curious so he decided to know what they were doing, and he found this, which he must say, is cute. "Hey Der!" A familiar voice called from behind the several children, they soon scattered and Derek could see Laura, his twin sister in the middle of a circle of petals and twigs, as if she was a fairy they captured... "Hey! It works, you all captured a fairy!" Derek chuckled and praised the children who began to laugh as began to fake a struggle, wiggling her arms around as she shouted: "No! I've been terribly trapped by theae terrible terrifying troglodytes! I am trembling in terror, might as well try to trick them into thinking i am trivial." The children were confused as Laura said this phrase full of T's very fast, damn, even he was confused! "Release me, you fouls!" Suddenly she pulled a British accent out of her arse as the children laughed and celebrated, but suddenly it all stopped.

There was something in the air, tension, they could feel it. Suddenly, a silver arrow hit Derek in his ankle, making him cry out in pain as he felt the Wolfsbane work on him, quickly taking his strength away! "Run!" Derek shouted as Laura picked the children and ran, she pushed and ushed them to run, even telling them to shift ro run faster, she knew she had to protect them and call her mother, so she howled. The howl echoed through the Preserve and it was so loud that it reached the Hale Pack house, a 4 stories tall building that looked very, very nice. The last Hunter attack was years ago, so they didn't expect for another one, Derek would make sure no children would die today... He would never repeat the mistakes of the past.

He quickly transformed into his Full Wolf form, a form he was able to achieve after continuous training after he almost killed his entire family when he- Damn it, when Kate tried to get him, tried to have him, it was disgusting and he couldn't escape, he never felt so hopeless in a situation before that and now he could never be the same, always watching and analysing, always ready, so he took out from his pocket a little thing his Uncle gave him months ago... A smokescreen bomb, he had three of these and could use it to distract the hunters and take them out one by one, but it wouldn't be fast enough since he can hear 50 heartbeats. "Fuck..." Cursing a little Derek felt weak, the arrow was not simple Wolfsbane, it was more, it was meant to make him weak and not kill him! He quickly tried to get on his feet, but he fell again, his body refusing to move in any way... He could hear the footsepts approaching him, and a familiar, sickening smell of a certain Argent bitch named- "Ah, dear Derek... It's good to see you again~" 

Ice. 

That's how he felt, like he was being bathed in pure ice, temperature below freezing and worse yet, he heard the voice of the Geriatric Gerard Agent say: "I see you found your mutt boy toy, let's go faster because we need to get those little monsters and get rid of them before the Alpha bitch Hale comes running with her entire pack-" Before he could finish his sentence, came in the biggest black wolf Derek ever saw, it was his mother, her eyes flashing red as she angrily ran towards Gerard, twenty other Beta shifted werewolves followed her into battle! Derek moved, or tried to, his legs were paralysed but his arms could still move! He quickly grabbed one of the smokescreen grenades Peter gave him and threw it in the middle of the hunters just as Kate Argent tried to stab him in the neck. But then, a brown blur hit the bitch as she was thrown away, it was Laura in her Wolf form, she learned how to do it as well, and now she was mawling the bitch that was Kate Argent.

But, lost in her rage, she did not notice the arrow that hit her eyes and went through her brain, killing her immediately. 

"No!" Peter's voice echoed just ad he shouted what Derek and everyone who saw this thought, Kate Argent was, however, also killed by having her neck broken and cut by the teeth of Laura Hale, crimson blood scattered everywhere. Several hunters were killed by the fast werewolves, but a lot of werewolves were also killed by the hunters, Thalia Hale managed to kill Gerard Argent as well as 10 other hunters that ganged up on her, she is severely damaged but all hunters are dead.10 of the wereeolves are gone, including Laura Hale, Anderson Hale, Gerald Hale, Amelia Hale, Penelope Hale, Amanda Hale, Jack Hale, Jenifer Hale, Bernard Hale, and Herald Hale.

Thalia is not healing... 

She will die

There's nothing they can do about it.

"No... No..." Derek was crying, he fought and fought, but in the end, they would die. "Anything, I'll do anything..." He pleaded no one in particular, he was cryjng to the universe to kot take them from him, just as a person who loses someone cried out, asking God why... "Anything you say?" Everyone turned and looked, there, standing before Derek Hale, was a small human with a blue right eye and a completely white left eye, looking down at him. "Anything! Please, I'll do it, anything for them-" Derek cried out, only to be silenced by a kiss, the human suddenly kissed him and Derek's inner wolf howled excited, right then Derek knew, this guy was his Mate. "Hm... You taste good, so i guess the price will be... You Kissing me, forever." Derek surely wasn't against it, but he couldn't say anything as the short man chuckled and everyone felt their heart freeze as Derek's ryes flashed red, showing that indeed, Thalia was dead. 

"Nononononononononononono-" Derek began to panic, his mother was dead, no, he couldn't be the Alpha! He was not meant to- "Relax." A simple word, said in a cold tone that made his racing heart stop as the man before him touched his mother and said: "[Ressurectum]" and with a gasp for air, his mother's human form came to sit down as she began to vomit black liquid, probably the poison in her system, seconds ago she was dead and now she was alive and kicking. "Mom!" Derek couldn't contain the tears anymore, they ran down his face like he was a Waterfall, he couldn't care less about how the looked because his mom was alive now, but his sis- "Ouch... Der? Why do i feel pain in my left eye?" Everyone stopped as Laura Hale coughed and her eyes flashed red, in response, Derek's and Thalia's eyes flashed red, making everyone gasp.

"Oh, curious..." They all turned to look at the man who resurrected Laura and saw how he simply touched the corpse of one of their fallen comrade and they stirred up in gasps and coughs, back to life. "It seems that your Alpha Spark shattered when you died, and now these two receive the Alpha Spark as well as you kept yours. Curious, the chance of that happening is... Low."

"Not that I'm not grateful about what you did for me, but who are you?" Thalia quickly entered her Alpha mode, making Stiles impressed by her readyness about the situation: "You see, I'm.... Stiles, Stiles Stilinski."

Thalia gasped.

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Thalia gasped.

"Stilinski...? Are you- are you Claudia's son?" Her voice was barely a whisper, but Stiles could hear the name of his mother like it was screamed, his body stopped for a second as he eyed the Alpha Thalia Hale who had a hopeful yet scared look on her face, and said in his cold, unfeeling, dead voice: "And how do you- Alpha Thalia Hale- knows my mother?" The confirmation was all that she needed, she tried to get up and move forward to try and touch him, she blamed herself, when she found out that her best friend was murdered aling with her husband and her son was taken away, she freaked out. She searched and searched, she considered herself a failure for letting it happen, she wanted forgiveness from her best friend, so every single day on the same say and month she found her best friend dead (Day 7 Month 8), she goes to visit her grave and leave Forget-me-nots. 

Stiles, however, noticed the blood. He was making sure to ignore the blood, he hated the blood, every time he saw blood he would be reminded of that day- No, he can't think about it, he needs to ignore it, or else he will start the trigger and once the trigger is pulled the bullet cannot go back. He took a step back and that seemed to physically hurt the Alpha Thalia as she flinched, and if even he noticed it, it also means all 21 (now including Laura Hale) werewolves present could easily see it, there were whines and growls, but Stiles ignored them as his eyes met with the Alpha for a second, just because one of his eyes was completely blind, it didn't mean he couldn't see with it! He could see an etheral illusion, a thread connecting her and a massive black wolf together, it was her wolf that is connected to her soul. He could also see every single wolf connected to every single Werewolf here, he could always see it, along with everything that is etheral or invisible! This was the necessary sacrifice to get the [True Sight] ability.

This ability albeit rare, its relatively easy to get, all you gotta do is mutilate yourself, taking out your eyeband trading it with the Goddess of Vision and Truth, Empheris, and she'll grant you a new eye that grows on the place of the sacrificed eye as well as you need to activate it, and to activate it you need energy, which Stiles used electricity to activate it, and once activated it cannot be unactivated. He also saw the way the wolf connected to Derek Hale, the hottie Stiles kissed (Because he wanted to and it felt like the right thing to do) his wolf was, surprisingly enough, white! Strange isn't? While hus mother's and sister's wolves are completely black, his is completely white with no patches or marks of any other colors... Just like Stiles' left eye. "Fuuhh..." Sighing, Stiles moved towards Derek, whose body went stiff when Stiles touched his arm with his slander fingers and whispered: "Our little contract still up... You'll be kissing me, forever."

Derek blushed, he was so red a tomato would be jealous of how red he was, no, scratch that! Even fire, magma, blood would be jealous of how red Derek's face was. His wolf was purring under the attention of his Mate, being touched by his Mate brought joy to the wolf and Stiles could see it as the wolf had his eyes closed and was slowly lying down to beg for belly scratches when Derek snapped out of it to see Stiles' white eye moving independently out of his socket and crawling over on his cheek with spider-like appendages that made its crawling way easier. Derek should have thought it was disgusting, but no, all he felt was wonder as the eye moved over to his left eye and suddenly fused together with it. He could see everything, small glowing orbs that had several colors, from red, blue, yellow, to green, purple, black, and even brown and white! He could also see little stone creatures crawling around, little leaf creatures walking on the trees, and little winged horses made out of clouds moving too close to trees...

"What...?" Was all he could muster to say as the world around him was so... Alive.

"Fascinating, isn't?" He turned his head to see Stiles with his left eye closed while his right one was open, Derek could see a dark aura around Stiles, but the aura was a mark, it felt like a mark, it was faint, but there. He then noticed, Stiles right eye was glowing white as well, he could see what he was seeing, and for some reason he felt a little giddy and excited, like this was- "A date?" Stiles'voice startled him as he looked at him, he didn't know that but his face was a little pink, his heartbeat was rapid, and he smelled of embarrassment and a little bit of lust. They were in their own little world, ignoring everyone around, until Laura's voice broke through the pink bubbles and romantic atmosphere around them:

"I'm sorry for interrupting the two lovebirds, but who the F is he!?" Cursing without cursing, Laura aggressively pointed her finger towards Stile, who frowned and pointed at himself nefore smirking confidently: "Little ol' me? I'm just, you know, a little man with a 'spark' and talent for magic." Laura tilted her head, confused, and Derek snickered when he saw her wolf do the same... Saw her wolf... "What the fuck!?" Derek was more than surprised, he was stupefied, he was amazed, he was mesmerized! "It's that her wolf?" Ignoring his mother's 'Language' from behind him, Derek's white eye just looked at Laura's full black wold that now had red eyes. "You can even see your own wolf, big boy." It was true, he could, he was so impressed he tried to touch it, but his hands went through as if the wolf was a mere mirage. 

"Sorry but you can't touch it, big boy. I can." Stiles reached out and touched the wolf's ear, making both the wolf and Derek flinch when the contact was made because Derek could feel it as well! Then came the rubbing behind the ear, it made Derek close his eyes as the hands of his Mate touched his ears, neck, nose, and finally jaw... Before Derek could react, Stiles was already on his arms, touching the real him, and not the wolf anymore. "I-" Derek gulped, but he could hear his Uncle: "Can you two stop this? Some of us don't want to see this clear and public display of lust, we can all smell you, Derek!" The chuckles followed after, everyone was relieved no one died, well, no one permanently died.

"My name is Thalia Hale, and i sincerely hope we can talk, Mr. Stilinski." This was like a stab, last time he heard someone say 'Mr. Stilinski' it was referred to his father, and not him. "I officially invite you to our pack house, so we may discuss all or this even through tea and hopefully understand what happened here better." Stiles had to give it to her, Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak taught him etiquette as well as magic, fighting skills, brewing of potions, alchemy, runes, languages of every single plane of existence and every single race, as well as every single special magical language like [Druidic], the language studied and spoken only by druids due to their connection to nature that permits them to communicate without the use of words, only magical vibrations and the occasional buzz or sprout of a plant. "I Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum gladly accept your invitation, i shall bring to the reunion myself alongside a delicious bottle of wine." This was the proper way to accept an invitation, you say your full name (unless you're on the Feywild or dealing with a Fey, since they can take your full mame if you say it), you then accept the invitation, and then you say what you'll bring to the meeting! Be it information, food, drinks, or even just yourself.

"Huh. Very well." Thalia felt a little surprised by the manners the man presented to her when the invitation was formally given like the Alpha Laws are written, but she gave it notl thought other than him being polite and not refusing a meeting, since you know, its rude to deny a meeting with an Alpha when the Alpha themselves ask for the meeting. "Shall we go now?" She politely asked the man, who simply nodded but did not let go of the hand that was holding her son's hand, she smiled happy to see her son blushing at the touch of his Mate, Thalia could easily discern that yes, Stiles Stilinski was her son's Mate. This day, it was a blessing in disguise, even though she died, her children (Derek and Laura) became Alphas while she continued to be an Alpha herself... 'I need to train Derek as well now, he will, in the future, have his own pack.' She thought, a little sad her son would have to separate from her pack due to the fact that there cannot be more than one Alpha in a Pack.

That is unnatural, at least according to the laws of Nature, as says Deaton.

After a few minutes walking, 20 minutes to be exact, they arrived at the pack house. Most if the non-mated wolves were annoyed at how Stiles kept holding Derek's hand and whispering things to him, they couldn't hear it because they could only see his lips moving, but no sound coming out. How did they know it was for Derek? Because they could smell in the air the lust, they could hear his hearbeat flutter, and they could see the shy smile as well as the little anxious fiddling of his fingers when Stiles would smirk, they were talking- No, Stiles was talking to Derek and and Derek was listening... But it came to a moment where Derek blushed hard and whispered: "Shut up, Stiles." While Stiles giggled so hard tears were coming out of the corner of his eyes.

This exchange made it obvious to every wolf, Stiles and Derek were Mates.

"We've arrived." Thalia announced and Stiles turned to look at the Hale pack house and instantly raised his eyebrow in surprise. There were a lot of Fire Protection Wards here, some were Fire Annulation Wards, and others were even Fire Absorption Wards... The children came running, some were crying while others had worry and fear in their faces, some were curious about Derek who was holding hands with another guy, but these questions can be answered later. "Children, please restraint yourselves, we have an important guest right now. I know you all are preoccupied and anxious about your parents, they're all fine, no one was permanently hurt... Parents, please take care of your young pups while i take our guest to my office. Miranda, can you make us some tea, if you wouldn't mind?" Miranda, an older woman with a grey long hair, wearing a green-purple casual long floral dress, her kind facial features brings thks grandmother vibe around her, making anyone relax in her presence.

"Of course my dear, I'll prepare some cookies as well." She left to the kitchen before anyone could comment, Thalia smiled softly and invited Stiles inside, he entered while dragging Derek with him. This did not escape the pack's eyes, many of the older members smiled while the teens had smirks at Derek's clear embarrassment, some were even surprised by how cool Stiles looked with his clothes and scar on his left eye that was now back to its socket. As they arrived at the 4th floor by taking the ladders and entered Thalia's officer, was when Stiles relaxed a little and turned to tease Derek more... He was truly enjoying teasing Derek so much right now, he looked extremely adorable how he would blush and even lose balance when he used [Message], a simple cantrip that makes so that only one person can hear him, but he modified a little so Derek couldn't answer back so his answer could be heard by everyone around, so he could be even more flustered.

"So." Thalia's voice, once again, broke through the bubble of affection and love that Stiles so carefully built around them, almost aggressively snapping in an explosive matter, sending pink aura all around .. Not that any of them could see it anyway. "You already know my name, and we already know yours, can you tell us some things about yourself?" Stiles smiled and pushed his hand forward, a small hole appeared in front od his fingers, on the other side the hole were countless stars in a purple veil that moved sharply, soon his hand was inside the hole and he pulled out of it a light green crystal bottle with golden embroidery designs that formed a word: [Eilfermil]. "Well, we can play 20 questions? It's been a while since I've been to Earth... 16 years specifically." He smiled as Derek fiddled with the fingers of his hand, hesitantly touching the scars he had, Derek himself had scars from Wolfsbane coated weapons that did not properly heal as well as magical wounds that would sometimes throb when the magic acted once again, making him feel pain.

Such time had to be now, right?

Derek clenched his teeth when a sudden pain hit his body, it was located on his abdomen, where the magic black lightning had hit him, it would send waves of electricity through his body and it hurts a lot. "Are you okay, Derek?" Stiles asked a little confused at the action Derek took of clenching his teeth tightly, he sent a wave of magic to locate whatever was making his Mate doing this and he found a foul, black mark of lightning, this was a mark of someone who had bern hurt by black magic... There were several through Derek's body. Fire, Lightning, Ice, Air, and even Nightmares... he would feel the pain every time, as if he was just recently affected by the magic. Stiles felt furious, its so simple to remove these marks, why hasn't the magic user of this pack removed it!? "[Puratis]" He muttered, his hand glowed a deep gold before this energy spreaded into Derek's body, eliminating every single mark as if they were bugs being squatted, there was still the mark that the bug was once there, so he had to get rid of that mark as well!

He focused, his hand glowed a deep shade of blue before he whispered in a language no ine in the room could understand: "[Jeqpu Buverivaris, Buverivaris Marnq, Buverivaris Jenelus]" (Remove this Mark, Remove this Stain, Remove this Mess) and soon enough, Derek felt way better. He sighed and relaxed under Stiles' touch, nuzzling his scruffy face on Stiles' cheeks, scent marking him just to make sure everyone knew he was his Mate... It also showed affection, which was great. "*Cough* Sorry..." Derek coughed when he noticed the amused eyes of his sister, mother, and uncle, his father wasn't here at the moment because he was out on town, working. "Well... I agree, we shall play this game of 20 questions." Thalia quickly agreed to the game, making Peter smirk as he asked before any of them could: "So, you're Stiles, right? What you think about Derek~?" The teasing tone of his voice was clear, everyone could hear it as he asked the question, making Thalia's eyebrows (as well as Derek's) to twitch annoyed. 

"Well, i think he is adorable." Stiles smiled as the bottle of wine floatsd above, soon five golden chalices with silver embroidery and cut gems, he filled each chalice about half the entirety of the chalice before spreading it, the one with red rubies went to Thalia, the one with blue sapphires went to Peter, the one with green emeralds went to Laura, the one with white diamonds went to Derek while he took the one with black onyx. Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak has taight him etiquette about gems as well, he gave the Rubies to Thalia because rubies represent respect, which means he respects her position as Alpha of the Hale Pack, to Peter he gave the Sapphires because they represent cautiousness, meaning he was cautious about Peter, to Laura he gave her the Emerald which represents courtesy and acknowledgement, to Derek he gave the White Diamond because it represents love and devotion, and is also one of the most important gems when learning about gem etiquette, which means Derek in his eyes are more important to him than the other three in this room.

And at last but not least, the Black Onyx represents danger and strength, which means he is someone to be taken seriously due to his power. 

Gem Etiquette are used mostly by the Dwarves, Earth Genasis, and Earth Fey Royalty, but its great to learn. Stiles knows at least 50 other etiquette techniques... Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak was very demanding. 

"Now it's my turn to ask the question." Stiles smiled as he looked over at Derek, who tilted his head sideways, seriously, why is this man so adorable!? Stiles visibly relaxed and as he brought forward one of the rings he was given by Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak, he will give it to Derek. Seeing the ring, Derek's first thought was 'Marriage? I meam, sure!' but he heard Stiles' question and felt silly for thinking that: "Can you wear this for me? I promise it won't hurt you, on the contraryz it'll help you." Derek did not hesitate to wear it, before Thalia could even say anything, which made her frown. Derek almost melted when Stiles smiled so brightly that it out the modday sun to shame! 

Thalia sighed loudly but the two lovebirds were looking at each other and could not bother, so she just shakes her head as she asks: "Well, now's my turn to ask the question... Why are you here?" 

A sudden tension appeared... Stiles opened his mouth and the words that left his lips would haunt Thalia's dreams: "The universe called for me... The universe called for Void."

She didn't know that at that moment, the fate of the whole world was shifted 

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"What do you mean the Universe called you here?" Laura couldn't keep this question inside her head, she had to ask it for the sake of her own curiosity and everyone's else. Stiles sighed, his hand glowed in a light purple light for a second and suddenly they were all in another space, the ground, walls, and ceiling had become a flat black space until there was light, a small, miniature of the solar system! "To explain why i am here, i must show you why the universe called me." Stiles' voice came from seemingly everywhere, Derek felt uncomfortable without touching his Mate but he could still feel the hand of his Mats on his hand, he could still feel the hot breath of his beloved mate on his ear, he could still hear his heartbeat and smell his sweet sweet scent of honey and strawberry... A somewhat deliciously sweet scent that wasn't sickening like the real smell of honey and strawberry.

The image of the miniature solar system began to move, the could see the earth, mars, mercury, venus, pluto, saturn, and all the other planets as well as the sun in the middle, Stiles spoke as the solar system suddenly vanished: "Eons ago, there was no life, there was no light, there were only two things... Chaos and Void, the two were responsible for the creation of what is known as the dimension of eternal probability and chaos simply know as The Void, which is also the responsible for the creation of the Negative Outer Planes of Existence and is also a dimension that connects all the lower layer of all the Lower (Negative) Outer Planes of Existence, The Nine Layers of Hell, Acheron, Carceri, Gehenna, Hades, the Abyss, Hades, Limbo, and of course, Pandemonium." As he spoke about the Outer Planes of Existence, they appeared in a circle, a small red sphere with 9 little layers that could be seen very well that represented the [9 Hells], soon followed by a pyramid with four layers, representing [Gehenna], after came several discs that kept going seemingly infinitely, a ∞ symbol appeared and this illusion represented [The Abyss]. "These three are the ones I'm most familiar with, I've visited Hell's 4th layer, the City of Dis, went to Gehenna's third layer, and am now the Demon Lord and owner of the 509th layer of the Abyss... I know some things about the Outer Planes even if I've not been there personally yet, so if you have any questions ask away."

There was a short awkward paused before Stiles continued: "Well, What I'm saying is... There's a river that connects all the Negative Outer Planes or Lower Outer Planes, call it whatever you want, the River Styx, and believe it or not, it's easy to navigate this river, but the pure energy of The Void can be used to navigate through the Negative Outer Planes of Existence way easier, faster, and just way fancier... It's great. Now, Chaos and Void did not only were responsible for the creation of The Void but also the creation of The Order, The Order was then responsible for the creation of the Positive Outer Planes of Existence such as [Mechanus], [Arcadia], and [Elysium], which are three of the Positive Outer Planes that I've visited... Even though i was almost killed on Mount Celestia i still technically visited it... Anyway, back to the topic at hand, the reason the Universe called my name is simple: War."

Instantly the wonder and awe of the wonderful and beautiful images of all the Outer Planes of Existence were cut and there was this tense, tense feeling of nervousness. "What do you mean... War?" Thalia whispered, her eyes darting between where Derek was and where the illusions were. "Well, there's war happening right now between the Devils, those originated from the Nine Layers of Hell, and the Demons, those who originate from The Abyss. It's been happening for so long that not even my teacher knows when it started, and she is an old bitch..." Peter took this opportunity to ask: "And who would your teacher be?" The illusion of the wheel of planes was shattered as the image of a woman with long limbs, paper white skin, a black veil covering her eyes and face but somehow not hiding her shining white shark-like sharp teeth, her long thin fingers and black long nails that looked more like claws, the ling black dress (with POCKETS) and all her accessories and other things on her person. "This is the woman that taught me a lot of the things i know, meet Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak, or in the human language, Baba Yaga." 

Derek remembers hearing the stories about her, how she would take children and eat them, the way it was told how she hunted and haunted the villages and houses just for fun, and the how she lived in a house with chicken legs or something like that, he just thought it was just stories, but it seems it isn't. "And before you ask, yes her house has chiken legs." Stiles added with a chuckle as Derek felt a pair of warm hands touch his chin, making him relax a little as the voice of his Mate filled his ears: "But just between you and me, Derek, she is a good person, almost like a mother to me." Derek smiled gently as he held the hand a little tighter, making Stiles smile to him and nod. "Continuing... There is a War approaching our world, the Positive Outer Planes and the Negative Outer Planes are in a dispute, and they'll soon start a war amongst each other. Think about it being like every single 'End of the World' event in every religon is happening at the same time and you'll get a glimpse of how bad it'll be. And, well, we can do something about it like stopping the war... It isn't easy, since we would need to reset rhe universe from the beginning, and by doing that we need to actually perform a powerful ritual that would send time back... Or we can just, you know, not do anything and go hide somewhere. I highly recommend the last option! It may not happen today, tomorrow, or even in an year, but it it'll inevitably happen in the next 100 years you know, and for someone who is timeless like me, it isn't a long time..."

"So what you're saying is that a war is coming, but it'll take 100 years?" Derek raised his eyebrow and Stiles instantly knew what he wanted to say: 'Really? You scared us because of a war that will happen when we're all dead?' Don't be surprised, Stiles can speak Vibrato, a Language spoken by the Viribitis, a race of tiny little fey creatures of the Unseelie Court that speaks through banging things on the ground to make vibrations and noises, each vibration has a different meaning as well as punctuation! "Yes Derek, I'm warning your family about a war that'll happen in a hundred or so years because we'll be there to witness it. Including the future generations of Hales! We need to start something, a way to make the future generations stronyto survive amongst the Behemoths, Aborations, and Demons slash Devils that will run amok destroying everything in their path... We need a magical Utopia."

"What do you mean I'll witness it?" Derek frowned a little, his eyebrows folding down as he looked stern, but Stiles could interpret this as 'I'm worried about the future but also slightly excited about it as well', huh, he sometimes wonders how he can read Derek so well? "I mean that since you're my Mate, you'll be by my side... Forever. Not even Time, Death, War or Hunger can keep us apart from each other. And even if you want to leave, i won't let you, because you're mine in life and beyond." Stiles had his arms around Derek's neck as he said that, his eyes glowing with a rather possessive and crazy glimmer. All Derek could think was 'Wow... That sounds terrifying and arousing', all Thalia could think was 'What...?', all Laura could think was 'Damn!', and all Peter could think was 'Welp, he got himself a crazy one. Those are the best.' 

"*Cough*" Another voice caught their attention with a fake cough, the door to Thalia's office was open and the old woman from earlier entered the room carrying a tray of cookies as well as a pot of green tea and five ceramic teacups, they were releasing a cloud of steam as to show how hot they were, she smiled gently as she walked forward, the illusions long gone and since Thalia's office was soundproof, there was little to no chance that she could've heard what they discussed. 

They kept talking about things while drinking the tea provided by the gentle and carrying old lady that Stiles couldn't remember the namez he felt a little guilty for not catching her name and instead focused solely on Derek when they were coming up to Thalia's office. "Now, we have some other things to discuss, like how now my two children are Alphas!" Thalia smiled proudly as she almost shouted, Peter smirked from the sidelines as Derek and Laura looked a little sad, he saw the moment where Derek's hold of Stiles' hand tightened and he whispered lowly: "Thank you." But all werewolves could hear what he said and they felt it, the weight of what happened came crashing down on them causing them to tense up and sigh as the tension left their bodies, Thalia could still feel the phantom pain of the several cuts on her whole body, aching and twitching, itching, painful wounds that didn't want to close... Laura could still feel the phantom pain from the arrow on her head, she could feel it bursting through her left eye and leave her head, destroying her brain in the process, she couldn't even think about what happened as she was already dead before she hit the ground... "We... Need to discuss about the pack, a pack with more than one Alpha isn't exactly natural, so i sadly will have to give the pack to one of you..." Thalia sighed as a headache was starting to form.

"Give it to Laura." Derek said, even he was surprised by how quickly he answered, Peter and Thalia knew this because Laura was the one trained to handle Alpha matters, so naturally she would be the one to take over the Hale pack! "I... I think i can make my own pack..." Derek hesitated before whispering, he was not that sure, an Alpha wasn't meant to be shy or soft-spoken like he was, they were meant to be rough amd tough, ready to take anything from anyone to help their own pack, he was a failure of an Alpha before he even started- "If you're gonna make your own pack, then I'll be your Emissary." Albeit Stiles didn't came back to Earth after he killed his parents, spending 16 years of his life learning magic and exploring the Outer Planes of Existence, he had the books of his mother that explained Pack Dynamics, and an Emissary was important in many levels! They were normally magic users (This checks, since Stiles is a Spark), they needed to have a great relationship with their alpha (He was his Alpha's Mate, so thjw checks out too), and they needed to give advice and help their pack when in trouble (Stiles could do that easily, well, unless he gets them in more trouble).

"You will?" Derek sounded surprised, why did he? "I'm your Mate, wherever you go, I'm going. If you're gonna make your own pack, I'll be your Emissary! I'm a Spark, better than normal magic users, that's pretty clear at least." Derek thought it was adorable how Stiles tilted his head upwards, as if to act proud and mighty, but it only made him look cute and adorable in his eyes. "Are you sure Derek?" Thalia was a little concerned about her son, but seeinf him nod confidently made her calm down a little, she said: "Well, i guess i need to start teaching you about your Alpha duties now... Better late than never, am i right?"

"Unless it is an ambulance." Peter smirked, his little dark joke managed to get a chuckle from Stiles.

Today, everything changed for the Hale Pack...

Tomorrow, even more things would.

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Stiles sighed, tilting his head, he looked at hus audience: "Are you sure?" All he got was nods, so he shrugged and said: "Well, you'll regret it." Suddenly, his arms went slack, his eyes turned completelt black as his mouth opened and a black liquid began to flow out of his body, then he began to melt and turned into a big black puddle of goo with his two eyes (white and blue) floating above it, but that wasn't all, the goo suddenly moved up and twisted, moving like thousands of threads and weaving an intricate pattern of flesh and bone as a giant black fox stood before them, the fox had the sams blue/white eyes Stiles had and was the size of Derek when standing up (6'6). Derek was impressed while Thalia, Laura, Peter, and all the other members of the Hale Pack were disturbed and slightly horrified by this. Stiles said he could shapeshift but it wasn't pretty, he was not kidding when he said that and everyone (expect Derek) could feel their lunch slowly wanting to get out of their stomach... Huh, Stiles smells like a strong scent of dread, pain, and death, making most wolves wince when they smelled it. "I told you it wasn't pretty..." 

Everyone was surely surprised to see the big black fox talk when it sat down, its tail- no, tails! He had nine of them after all, and they all were moving independently of his wishes, like kelp from the bottom of the ocean moving together with the currents that pushed and pulled it around... Or like those gas station dummies that move around, just like that, his tails were wiggling and moving as he looked at the wolves- his eyes focusing on Derek -before he yipped and called for his mate, Stiles could see how the wolf slowly went through the thin thread that connected him to Derek as Derek's body slowly cracked and broke, his bones rearranging themselves, his body growing a white fur, hid eyes glowing with a red light, he was in his full white wolf form, rubbing his face and nuzzling his body against the black fox.

"Okay okay, that tickles..." Stiles' voice was deep in this form, even deeper than Derek's human form, making the wolf whine as his tail wagged from side to side while it was trying to push him to walk, if Derek and his wolf wanted to go for a run, who was he to deny it? (He absolutely could, consent is great, sexy, and important kids) 

"Let me just..." Stiles got up and walked a bit, the white wolf followed after happily, he turned around and booped his nose against Derek's wolf nose and whispered: "[Telepathy]" If you could see what was happening, you would've seen a thick thread of energy wrap around and connect with Derek's mind, making communication via the mind more than possible, but viable. "Testing, testing... If a hot man can hear this message, please respond, i would like to go for a run or maybe even a chase with a certain hot man by the name of Derek Hale." Derek flinched when he heard Stiles' voice in his head, was he going crazy for him already? He thought it would have taken at least a few weeks or days, but in only one day he was hearing his voice flirting with him... "As much as i think it is adorable how you think my voices' in your head due to your love to my person, this is in fact, a Wendy's- I mean, this is a telepathic link you dummy." 

Derek tilted his head as he thought: "How does that work...?" Stiles nodded in his fox form, and it was more than adorable, he tilted his head and explained: "Well, i control the energy from the Weave to make a connection to both our minds, making telepathic communication rather easy, we can also send images and feelings to one another, like a pack bond but way better." Derek hummed, his wolf still sniffing and scent marking Stiles who just sat there, were completely quiet, even his tails stopped moving and were now on the ground, suddenly there was a movement from Stiles' shadow and a small grey crow with black wings jumped out and landed on top of his head, making Derek's wolf growl in annoyance at the bird... "Hey, don't growl at Erebus, bad wolfie!" One of the tails whipped and hit Derek's wolf lightly on the ass, making the wolf flinch and whimper as Stiles laughed. 

"Who are they...?" Derek couldn't contain his cute curiosity and asked, of course Stiles could feel his hesitation, so he began explaining by saying: "First of all, you can always ask me any question you want an answer to, I'll answer to the best of my capabilities. Second of all, this is Erebus, my magical crow that can dive into shadows, I had to to to the Shadowfell to search for a nest of this bird because the only way to tame one is if you hatch it in your shadow, and your shadow cannot be from light but the absence of it, so to hatch it you need to be somewhere dark where no light can touch you for about... 4 months before the egg hatches, and hey, these little things are mad loyal and adorable." Derek could only stare as the Darkness Crow looked at him for a few seconds and raised his head arrogantly, as if he was above him (Although technically he was since he was in the high ground on Stiles' fox head, which by the way, was bigger than Derek's wolf).

Growling a little angry and annoyed at the crow, Derek barely dodged another tail swipe from the black fox before he was shamelessly licking the face of his Mate, who chuckled, amused and annoyed at his attempt at apologizing."So, we're going for a walk?" Speaking, the black fox wiggled his nine tails in a very suggestive manner, making Derek's wolf growl lowly at the clear teasing from his mate, he could hear the older members of the pack chuckling while the younger ones were or gagging or simply smirking at them, Derek simply said: "Of course-" Shock was all he could feel for a few seconds before he realized, he spoke in wolf form, he spoke out loud in wolf form and everyone could hear him! "Damn Der, your voice is so... Great~" Stiles whispered but everyone could hear and smell the thick and disgusting (for Derek it smelled heavenly) scent of lust invade their nostrils. "I- How am i talking...?" His voice sounded deep and husky, almost growly, his voice was the fucking Henry Cavill of voices! 

"Well, you learned how to bond deeper with your wolf, your bond grew and now you can change your vocal cords only, which makes you able to speak... It's impressive that you learned so fast only by seeing me do it, it's amazing and this makes me want to teach so much more..." Stiles began to walk forward, his tails brushing against Derek's chin teasingly as he passed by, almost like fingers of a hand, making Derek growl lowly and say: "You're making me go nuts Stiles-" He stopped, looked forward to see the mischievous grin on the fox as it slowly walked away but was picking up speed, Derek's wolf came forward and his instinct was to chase, and chase he did. He could hear the voice of his Mate on his head as he laughed and shouted: "Let's go! You need to be faster if you want to catch me!" Running after Stiles was fun and Derek couldn't help but laugh alongside the fox as they ran through the Preserve, their paws scattering and breaking branches, crunching leaves amd giving a scare to the natural life around them. A few other creatures caught Derek's attention, but he had one target and prey, his Mate, that was getting closer and closer!

He leaped and crashed on his Mate, he could hear the happy noises the fox was making as the wolf in him wanted to howl in pride, Derek was panting, tired, Stiles looked to be fine, rather better than fine, he was glowing with happiness as Derek's wolf began to sniff Stiles' neck who froze for a second and Derek stopped. "Derek, we need to talk" That made him freeze... It sounded serious, he was neevous, was he going to say he doesn't him as his mate? "Derek, i want you to know that i like you, but i still don't love you, but you can get my love with a simple test... Are you willing to try?" 

"Whar is it?" Derek asked a little too eager and excited to know about the test that could win him the heart and love of his mate, he was nervous amd excited to know that he could get his love but it sounded dangerous at least... He would do it, even if it involved hom hurting himself even though he believes Stiles would never ask him to hurt himself or his family. "The test is simple... I will temporarily block our Mate bond and erase the attraction you would normally feel because we're Mates, then I'll lock your memories about me and I'll hide and appear to you, you won't know me and won't know we're mates. If i can still feel that glimmer of love, that glimmer of lust, that glimmer of desire in you when you look at me like we met for the first time, I'll love you. Vut my love is not necessarily a good thing you know? I'm possessive, extremely, completely, utterly, and certainly possessive. If i love you, I'll want to know anything and everything about you and those around you, I'll want to make you mine, and even if you say no, I'll do it. I am not exactly the best person, I'm broken and i fear I'll break you if i even try to touch you... I want to be more than just mates."

"Do it." Derek had no hesitation in his voice, he had no fear, no anxiety or any negative feeling, only love and passion in his eyes as he looked down at the black fox beneath his wolf bosy. "Do it. I want you to do it, i want you to love me, i want everything you can give me... And even what you can't. It may seem dumb and very dangerous, i admit I'm scared and a litte neevous about this, but i want to do it. I want to." Derek's body slowly began to crack and turn, bones popped and grinded against each other as his body returned back to his naked human form, he blinked for a second and- Wait, why was he here on the Preserve? Why is he naked...? Did he ran out again? "Strange..." He smelled the air around him, he could smell another person nerby, he turned and saw a young short man, one of his eyes was white while the other was blue, he had a lightning scar running down his left white eye down his throat, Derek first thought was 'Intruder!' But... His body reacted, he blushed as he looked down, the strange man was fighting to keep a smirk from his face as he watched Derek embarrassedly try to hide the boner that he got from looking at the man, even his wolf was confused since he couldn't smell him as his Mate at all

"I don't know if you are an exhibitionist or if your soul knows me, Derek." The young man chuckled and suddenly he was there, with his hand on Derek's cheeks as Derek cried... He had forgotten? He knew it was a test, but to forget his Mate was thw worst thing that ever happened to him and he was shockedband embarrassed that the first reaction he got was a boner "We don't talk about this to no one... Okay?" Derek whispered as Stiles, his Mate, threw his head back as he barked a full belly laugh.

"Our future children will know about this. I'll make sure." Stiles had this small mischievous grin in his face as he touched Derek's big and hard dick, making the man shiver and flash his eyes Red as he growled, only to stop for a second when Stiles said: "Well, i think I'm wearing too manu clothes, dont you agree, Der?"

Stiles couldn't even blink, he was already naked before he could finish his sentence.

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"D-derek! Faster, harder, i don't care, make me faint fron pleasure-" Gasping, Stiles felt Derek's thick cock pushing deeper into his body with a rough and slightly agressive movement, it pressed against his prostate so good he felt a rush of electricity run through his whole body! Pleasure and a bit of pain mixed together, bringing the best sensation he ever felt in his entire life! Not only that, his pleasure was shared through the still and resistant Telepathic Bond between the two of them, sending and sharing each other's affection, sensations, and emotions all at the same time which shouldn't be possible due to this not being a Full Bond, but a Telepathic Bond, a bond that would only share the surface thought! He could think about it later, right now he wanted Derek to grind his dick deeper into him.

"I love it when you beg baby, beg for me-" With a loud grunt, Derek pushed Stiles to the ground, cock rubbing against the dirt as he mounted him, his wolf instincts stronger and stronger at every shaky breath, every loud moan that Stiles let out, pure desire to mount him, knot him, breed him overflowed his thoughts as Stiles whimpered. "Please, please, Derek please-" Now in a Doggystyle position, Derek saw Stiles' face on the dirt, his ass held high as he begged for... "What do you want baby, tell me what you want..." Stiles was panting, his dirty face and body was very sexy to Derek, the smell of list and the foggy eyes that stared at him made his mind stop working as he completely lost control and began to shift into his Beta Form.

His eyebrows were gone (that's the first thing Stiles noticed), his teeth got longer and his head and facial hair grew and turned white as his eyes turned red, he began to pull his 10 inches cock back until there was only the head inside, before slamming it back inside with all his strength, making Stiles shout loudly as he cummed without even touching himself. Oh, but it didn't end there, no, it only started! Stiles was oversensitive due to his orgasm, but Derek's wolf nor him cared for that moment, they wanted to breed and have pups with their mate right that insatnt, so he began to work on it with all his strength and speed. Derek began to huff and puff (Stiles grins at that, heh, Wolf jokes) as his clawed hands firmly grasped Stiles round, white buttle butt, and grasped it, held it, as his body moved.

"Derek-" Stiles cried out for his Mate's name as he felt pain from behind, but he didn't want it to stop at all, no, he liked it when it hurts- Maybe a little too much than he should, but he isn't willing to think about it now, since he has an now Alpha Shifted big beast ramming him with his bigger cock that grew with the transformation! From a 10 inches to 12 inches, two extra inches when in Alpha Shift. Thankfully Stiles was trained by Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak to be a great Shapeshifter, so he can easily adjust his body to the monstrosity, Derek was now the definition that you would first think when someone said 'Werewolf'. A humanoid wolfman with white fur, big ears, and red eyes- Oh, and let's not forget the huge cock that was destroying his little ass... He knew it would be good, but this good? Oh, he sure met his Mate on the first day came back to Earth and got mad laid with his Mate, he will never leave this Material Plane without his Mate by his side... He should start Derek's training after, just look at him, already doing his job as an Emissary and thinking about training Derek Hale several different languages spoken and not-spoken in the thousands of different Planes of Existence.

As if noticing he was getting ignored, Derek put his now claw-less fingers on Stiles' gaping mouth and said in a stern, growly, husky voice: "Suck it." Stiles couldn't and wouldn't say no to this, how could he say no to this? So he did it, fingers in his mouth, dick in his ass, and pleasure in his head, it was incredible and Stiles couldn't think rationally anymore, he needed Derek's dick, it was a necessity, it was essential, it was indispensable, it was everything he ever wanted and he didn't even knew he wanted it before! The euphoria and pleasure came in rolling when Derek pushed his dick impossibly deeper, if Stiles could see his belly (that was touching the ground, alongside his cock that will definitely need some cleaning and healing, it hurts a little) he would've seen the bulge that was caused by Derek's dick, he was quite literally rearranging his internal organs when the base of his dick expanded and Stiles felt a burst of hot liquid inside him as Derek knotted him. 

It was painful, oh how it was, but it hurts so good! Then came the bite, it was where his shoulders and neck meet, the bite was not painful but so good that felt like he was having another orgasm as the teeth of his Derek sank deep into his body and claimed him, marked him as his... Stiles needed to do the same, so he did! His magic moved in instinct and deeply bounded itself to Derek, becoming part of him and connecting him to Stiles... This was a ritual done only by those who wish to be bound and loyal to one person only, with the consent of both parties, the magic will tie them together and nothing could break them apart! And he will make sure of it.

"Derek!" Shouting his Mate's name one last time, Stiles cummed for the third? fourth? Fifth time? Who was keeping count anyway, he just feels completely drained and exhausted right now, but he knew that they couldn't be out in the open just there, sleeping naked. He willed it and said the name of the spell "[Protircus Hidden]" Suddenly, a shimmer happened on the air around them as a barrier protected them from being seen, smelled, or even heard while inside it... He should've placed the barrier first, right? Well, guess he didn't think of that while Derek was sucking him dry a few moments before mounting him, and he was still deep, deep inside him and he wasn't leaving any time soon. He could hear Derek's pleased low growls as his body changes back and he blinked, staring at Stiles' deep bite and whines, making Stiles curse: "Don't you fucking dare regret marking me, Derek Hale, your dick is still inside me, and now that i love you, i won't let you go, never." The warm feeling that flowed through Derek's body made the threat sound more like a love confession and he sighed, pleased and embarrassed to have losen control over his Wolf and fucked Stiles so hard.

He can see all the marks he made, Stiles' throat bite, Stiles' ass completely roughed up and bleeding a little from the scratches he did, Stiles' chest and belly that had tiny scratch marks because of the stones he was grinded against when Derek pushed him to the ground, and his knees that were a little redder, and let's not talk about the lips, arms, soulders, knees, and toes. 

Derek knew his family would be able to scent Stiles and see all the marks he left in his body, he was ashamed but also relieved, and strange enough, scared about... This.

Kate Argent and Paige had done some damage to him, he lost Paige to an Alpha that bit her and she couldn't transform, he had to kill her to end her suffering, breaking her neck as black tears and black blood flowed like a waterfall down her face and throat to the ground. And Kate... She was a complete monster, she seduced him and manipulated him, making him give her information, he knew it, he knew it wasn't his fault that his Grandmother, Evellyn Hale died in the fire alongside Peter's wife and two children, they were the only ones that couldn't escape that day. When Kate surrounded the house with Mountain Ash and set the house on fire, all of the Hales were there, but something happened and the barrier was taken down- He didn't inow what happened, no one onew what happened, but most of the Hales could leave and they did, but sadly Evellyn Hale died as well as Peter's Chosen Mate Andrea Hale and his daughters Vanessa Hale and Veronica Hale, twins... They were in the room where it happened, the room where the fire started, a Molotov cocktail was thrown inside through the window while the outside was set ablaze by a match and gasoline.

He knows that Stiles was not like Kate, he would never hurt him or his family, but it was an irrational fear he had. A pathetic, useless, little fear- "You know i can feel your emotions and hear your thoughts, right?" Stiles interrupted the his train of thought, Derek suddenly was hit by a wave of an undescribable feeling that made all his insecurities vanish before his eyes, he felt safe around Stiles, no more doubts were inside his head... Head empty, only Stiles.

Stiles was fuming, no, he was blazing, no, he was a fucking active volcano in plain eruption!

His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the corpse of Kate Argent and Gerard Argent, both with their heads gone, he was now holding the severed head of Kate Argent and he wanted to do nothing more than destroy it, but he couldn't... She made him suffer, they made him suffer, so they need to suffer as well! "Derek dear, wanna come to a little adventure?" Now fully dressed but still close to each other, Derek not daring to let go of Stiles' small hand, now that they were mated he found the difference of heights between them to be rather arousing (After all, Derek's 6'6 while Stiles' just 5'3!) "Adventure? What kind of Adventure?" His eyebrows twitched as Stiles happily invited Derek to come with him somewhere, but where exactly? He didn't know.

Suddenly, a swirling mass of darkenss appeared before them, Stiles' eyes glowed black as he smiled, saying: "We're going to make sure you have your eternal revenge, okay? Just a warning, you might not like this place, if you want to leave at any point just ask me. Also, don't look anyone in the eye, don't accept anything from anyone, and if a Succubus try to touch you tell me and I'll destroy her and her entire Clan. Okay? Let me get you some heat resistant clothes as well as blessed items..." The same dark purple hole in space appeared in front of Stiles as he took out items, a red cape that he gave to Derek who wore without questions, a golden amulet with a glowing yellow gem carved into a dragon shape, and at last but not least, Stiles gave him a water gun connected to a huge gallon of a crystal clear water with the name [Anti-Demon Juice- By Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak only Stiles Stilinski] there was a crossed out name, Derek thinks its Stiles teacher's name.

"Where are we going... Exactly?" Derek finally asked, he had an idea, but he wanted to make sure he was right: "Well, darling, we're going down below... We're going to Hell."

Hum...

What the hell?

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She groaned, looking down at the cards on the table, her eyes darting between the three cards in the oak table in from of her, her fingers touching the soft but firm texture of the cards. "The Tower..." She touched the fiest card, all of her cards were black and the drawing in them were made out of pure gold with different colors as well. The Tower was a card that warned, a warming about something, a disaster that is coming... The Tower itself was a long white pillar with golden vines growing on it, the top of the tower had cracks as well, she couldn't help but gulp when she saw the next card. "The Wheel of Fate, Inversed." Oh, just the combination of these two cards meant something bad! The Wheel of Fate was a card with a golden circle, in the circle there were the names of inevitable things such as Death, Time, and Tragedy, but they were on the bottom of the wheel, on top were the good things such as Love, Blessing, and Happiness, however, the card was Inversed, which means that now the inevitable things were on top. Which means a disaster was coming, and it was inevitable, unavoidable, unstoppable.

"This is not good..." The third and last card was a broken clock at the bottom with the roman numbers and the smaller broken pointer pointing at the broken roman number III while the bigger and not broken pointer points at the number X. The bottom of the card had it's name, [Time]! This card means of course continuity, future, and fate, something that cannot be avoided by most things. "This cannot be good." She concluded because this was the first time she has ever seen these three cards at the same time, he needed to tell the Grand Witch about this.

Heat.

It's hot in Hell after all!

Welcome to the Iron City of Dis, a complete labyrinth made out of black stone, where the buildingsb are several stories tall, where the air is hot and burns the lungs of those who breathe it, where smoke, ash, and sulfur emanates from the ground and streets that are surprisingly clean. The buildings have different shades of black, gray, and red, varying from the deep blood red to the scarlet and carmesim, the black had soft tones and also darker tones that almost seemed to absorb the light around them, this color was called Vantablack and it was the darkest color of black that someone could achieve! And the grey? Oh, there were 50 shades of them. On the center of this seemingly endless city or fire and iron, stood a impossible tall blacl tower made out of black iron, it eas impossible to see the top but every Devil knew there lived the Archdevil that ruled over Dis: Dismond, the Iron Monarch.

However, a interesting situation could be seen at one of the Market Street of Dis, a purple Tiefling was buying an expensive looking sword when suddenly every single Devil turned their faces at the swirling mass of darkness and void that simply appeared there, every Devil knew they shouldn't mess with whoever crosses out from that portal because news travel fast! There was only one person known to visit the City of Dis and cause trouble, stealing Soul Coins was normal here, but stealing an entire bank? It was punishable, so the Iron Monarch Dismond sent after him an entire battalion of his most powerful demons and he killed them all, even Dismond himself was almost killed so he fears the man... He is the Bringer of Darkness and Madness, Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum! Instantly, every Devil began to retreat, they didn't want to get close to the guy because of the stories they heard (And in Hell, almost every story you hear it true, even the lost crazy ones) that haunted their nightmares.

The first thing Derek saw was red, black, and grey when he walked forward. Holding Stiles' hand he looked around, he could see the red sky and the tall black stone buildings, the heat that emanates from the ground below, the smell of ash and sulfur as well as this thick smell of fear. He could see several demonic-looking people walking around, but most were looking at them with this deep and (for him) unreasonable rooted fear, almost terror. Stiles, however, looked to be more than happy, he looked to be thrilled at being here again and Derek could only sigh and think about what he did to make everyone around here scared, i mean, they're devils! What did Stiles possibly did to make them scared of him!? "Welcome to Dis, Der!" Stiles smiled at him and all his questions vanished, oh well, it doesn't matter anyway...

"This is... Interesting." Derek said, all his wolf could feel was the need to protect his Mate, but Derek knew he was weak to protect Stiles from anything here since all creatures here seemed stronger than him in every way. "We will train later, then you can be strong and protect me, okay?" Stiles whispered in his mind, making his Wolf purr in agreement as they walked in the streets of Hell- Well, one of the layers of it. Derek could feel the eyes on him, analysing him, checking him out, seeing if they could capture him and sell him for Soul Coins at the lower levels of Dis. However, Derek had the [Anti-Demon Juice] in a water gun that, according to Stiles, could melt a devil (and demons) like they were that green witch in the Wizard of Oz or something like that. "This is... Why are we here, exactly?"

"Well we are here to buy the services of a Chain Devil!" Telepathic communication seemed safer than out loud communication in this place, so Derek and Stiles were communicatinf through their minds, sending emotions, thoughts, and images to each other's minds without hesitation. "You did what?" Derek received information about this city directly from Stiles, which meant he saw what Stiles did to the Iron Monarch of Dis, which was hilarious and dangerous at the same time! "Well, i just, you know... Painted his whole tower pink with the words 'Dismond Sucks Asmodeus' and left it there to be permanent?" And that's true, if you looked closely, you could see written in pink at the now completely black towards the words [Dismond Sucks Asmodeus by Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum] with the beautiful calligraphy that Stiles was forced to practice daily until he achieved a perfect and beautiful calligraphy that could be written by the angels themselves. Which considering it was written in Hell... Its pretty ironic.

"So that's why he sent a Balgur- whatever that is- after you..." Derek sighed, he wondered if his Stiles was going to be so mischievous with their future pack... "And a battalion, don't forget the battalion." Stiles chuckled in his mind when Derek sighed once again because he was already getting tired from hearing and learning what his Stiles did before they met. 

They were calmly walking towards the nearest drscent point to the second layer within the City of Dis, the SSS Street. (Souls, Slaves, and Services Street) when a foolish little Incubus tried to approach them, Incubus and Succubus were both from the Abyss amd The Nine Hells, they were kind of a natural race that came from both dimensions and some are even spies from both sides to get information on the enemy ad the Blood War continues to wage destruction and, well, blood. "Hey big boy, why don't you leave the skinny guy and come have a little fun with m-" before he could even finish his sentence, his body was cut in half, alongside the buildings behind him in a radius of 9 meters in front of Stiles (30 feet for you US people.) The buildings came crumbling down as the population scattered screaming because Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum was angered, and they didn't want to see him angry, not again!

The last time Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum was angered, he almost killed their Archdevil and ruler, Iron Monarch Dismond, who basically kept this city, this layer intact and protected from the other Archdevils that wish to take over Dis and very possibly make it worse than it was, which was something no one that lived here wanted. So when the foolish Incubus approached, some were already running because things were going to be rough! 

And it was.

Dismond knew what was happening minutes later, enough time for Stiles and Derek to get to the second layer of Dis, the SSS Street where they could buy slaves, souls, or services from any Devil here... "That was..." Derek hesitated speaking about it for a second, which was enough for Stiles to ask: "Are you scared of me now? Because even if you try to run away, its too late. You're mine, I'm yours, you can't run from me forever." 

"No, I'm not planning on running away... It was, how can i say it without sounding weird, it was... Incredible. I felt your magic, i saw your magic, i knew your magic, i knew your emotions and I still can feel that lingering anger inside you dear. It's okay Stiles, you can be jealoud and possesive with me, but please be a little less... Murder-y." He explained to the best of his capabilities how he felt about this all, which was a little surprising to Stiles, he thought Derek would want to run by now, but all he could see was the wonder and love he had for him, as well as a trace of lust as well- Oh, so Stiles being possesive turns him on huh. Good to know.

The SSS Street was fully black, the only other colors were the shining blue, white, and red light from the souls that were there sold, there were the light of the torches and lanterns that hanged from the buildings that were smaller here due to the fact that SSS Street was on the underground of the City of Dis. There, in a little shop called [Chains and Shackles], you could see Stiles and Derek, still holding hands, were looking at a small contract that Stiles managed to get with the Chain Devil he was speaking to right now, they sell Chains amd Shackles but also torture souls for a price that depends on how long you want the soul to be tortured for and how many souls you want to be tortured, Stiles brought with him the heads of both Kate Argenr and Gerard Argent for the Chain Demon who took them and was delighted, why? Because the amount of sin the souls had was amazing, oh, if it wasn't obvious by now, Stiles summoned the souls of both Kate Argent and Gerard Argent and placed them in their own decapitated heads.

"So, the price will be 1000 Soul Coins for both souls, time will be for eternity, and you can eat the sins out of them for free." Stiles smiled wickedly at the Chain Devil who was almost orgasming from just seeing the amount of sins these two heads, seeing the infamous Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum in person was enough of a shock, but having him ask you to torture his enemy for all of eternity was something entirely different- and for a sadistic devil like Chain Devils were, it was an honor- so he couldn't possibly take the coin! It was a dream to come true, also the sin he could eat from these two souls was more than enough to pay for his services. "No need to pay me, i would do it for free even, dearest Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum... However, the sins in these two souls are way more than enough to pay for my services."

Hearing this, Stiles smiled while Derek sighed, knowing that they were here to get eternal revenge made him wonder if Kate deserved it... But seconds later, he was sure she did, so he was glad she woild suffer from now on with no hope for her to escape the clutches of this Devil... "Do you have any special requests?" The hopeful Devil asked with a wicked smile that even the chains wrapped around his body could not hide, Stiles smiled the same way and aaid: "For the woman, i want everything that involves fire and poison, as well as rape and humiliation... For the man i want everything with humiliation, rape of course, and revenge, all those he killed can come have their revenge on him. That's a great start, you can do whatever else you want with them that i do not care but make sure they are utterly and completely broken beyoned measure, okay?" The Devil nodded, making Stiles chuckle as they left the store at the sound of the Devil's maniacal laughter.

Stiles smiled at Derek and said telepathically: "I'm sorry, again, for looking through your memories even when i didn't have the intentions to... My offer's still up you know? See my memories as well, then I won't feel like shit for seeing yours without your consent." The way Stiles learned about Kate and Derek's past was not ideal, he would rather learn it from Derek himself but due to their mating and the use of the Telepathic Bond between them, he accidentally saw Derek's memories of Kate and that hurt Derek a lot... He begged for Derek's forgiveness and even offered him to see all his memories, he reacted like that because ever since he started learned with Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak, he was taught that memories and the mind were the most important things that should not be messed with without the other person's consent and when he did that evem accidentally, he felt like the worst sentient being in existence, well, expect Tharizdum of course.

Stiles doesn't like him.

After learning that Stiles saw his memories and how he suffered with Kate, Derek was hurr, he felt like he couldn't trust him- but when he saw how bad Stiles was after and how much he apologized snd even begged for him to forgive quote on quote "his foolish, stupid, moronic self" and promised on his very own life to never do it again without his consent (Derek thought this was too much, but Stiles did swear on his own blood and life, he will literally due if ge does that again without his consent) was when Derek forgave him... And the "apology sex", as Stiles called, was great, so Derek easily forgave him even though later on he realized it wasn't much of an issue to begin with, but that had already happened a few hours ago so...

Everything's fine, i guess.

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Its been a month since Stiles and Derek met and mated, after they left hell they were met with knowing smirks and catcalling from the Hale pack, Laura was very loud while Cora was silent, but somehow both could make Derek blush really hard and it made Stiles' black heart melt to a white goofiness, spreading through his whole body and making him relax with a smile in his face. He proudly showed the mark to anyone who asked to see it, and his neck was exposed to all to see, this made Derek both proud and embarrassed, but he still showed around the mark that Stiles gave him! Since Stiles cannot permanently mark Detek without hurting him so he used his magic to mark both his aura and body with a distinctive coloration and drawing... In other words, he gave Derek's body and aura a tattoo as his mark. 

The mark was the Hales symbol, a triskelion (triskelson?), and better yet, it had every single color known to man in his tatto, from the deepst darkest black to the purest, holy-est white, from the forest green to moss green, from fire red to blood scarlet, from the coldest ice blue to the warmest spring blue or darkest deep sea blue to the crystal clear blue, from the brightest yellows suns to the darkest yellows, from the burning oranges to the light tan orange, from grays to browns, harmonizing and fusing, when one color faded, another one came to sight burning with passion. It was beautiful and Derek's aura would have the same chanhe of colors, differently from the Vantablack aura that Stiles has due to being marked by a Voidborn, a powerful Void Evil the Nogitsune. There are four types of Void Creatures, born in The Void and they are:

Void Good: Good creatures that are mostly harmless if you don't do anything against them, they normally stay in The Void because they can't or don't want to survive outside of it.

Void Neutral: Neutral creatures that are mostly passive, they stay away from fights but won't sjy away from protecting themselves, albeit they look like they are Void Good they leave The Void willingly most of the times.

Void Evil: Evil creatures that are very aggressive and murderous, they want blood or pain, they like to see the suffering in mortals and are also called Void Demons. They cannot normally peave The Void without being summoned from the outside, but those strong enough can leave without trouble.

Void Chaos: These are unpredictable, they just appear and disappear and do random things that no one seems to understand, this beast can save a kingdom in one day and destroy it in the other. Its a mystery how they think, but they are the ones that can leave and enter The Void at will, with just s thought... Like Stiles.

Going back to the subject. Stiles and Derek marked each other, basically marrying one another forevee (because they don't die), Derek told his family how Stiles took him to Hell and how he arranged for both Kate and Gerard to suffer fot eternity being tortured in the most humiliating and cruel ways possible. His family was at first shocked learning that Stiles took Derek to Hell, well, the 4th layer of it according to Stiles who shouted from the hall when he heard the teen sister of Derek, Cora Hale (16) shout: "HE TOOK YOU TO HELL!?" Before going back to cook, apparently he wss taught to have a hobby, so his life isn't boring and Derek was happy he had a hobby like this! He was grinning like an idiot while looking at his mate, his love, his Stiles cooking with the pack while talking to a few pups who were attracted to the smell of his cooking that he made specially and solely to his Derek. The look on the pack's face was too good as Stiles rejected cooking for them...

They also had Laura and Derek learning how to be Alphas with Thalia, they needed a pack fast before they go Rogue, Laura would go Rogue faster because she didn't have a mate that could form a bond to, so after she got permission from her mother they went to find her her first Beta! Laura's first Beta was a young woman by the name of Anna Bervit, and she was a sweetheart to everyone... She once looked at Derek with heart eyes, that night she had a terrible nightmare and would pale at the sight of Derek while reeking of fear and terror, he of fourse noticed Stiles smiling happily to her while she shivered, but he decided not to talk about it with him. Derek's lessons were coming along well and he was participating on the reunions his mother had with the pack's Left Hand (Peter Hale) and Right Hand (Nathan Hale, Derek's father) as well as the pack's Emissary (Alan Deaton) who paled at the sight of Stiles.

And then, this happened:

"Please, I'm not that scary." Stiles smiled wickedly at the Druid in front of him, he could tell the man was powerful, but compared to himself and the creatures he faced, the man was but a weak bug, but he could read auras so he could see the darkness that was his aura... He could hear the wails of The Void as the creatures inside begged for him to free them, but he ignored them all. "Thalia, you didn't tell me your little Emissary was a Druid, cool guy i guess, but his type never gives straight answers to questions, always twist the words to try and make it philosophical and shit like that." The man in question would at least raise an eyebrow at such comment, but the Deaton they knew was completely gone as he stared at Stiles with a grim expression, concern, fear, and a little bit disgust could be smelled emanating from his body and when he smelled it, Derek was angry! He growled and threatened with the raise of his murderbrows before he asked: "What?"

A simple question, sure, but where's the fun jn that? "Please forgive me, Alpha Derek, it's just... Its a pleasure to meet you, Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum, student of the legendary Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak, I am sensitive to auras and they influence my emotions... It's been a while since i lost composure." Stiles only answer was to widen his smirk before Derek asked, remembering Stiles' promise to always answer his questions: "I heard that Chain Devil call you that name before, what does that mean?" Stiles tilted his head to meet Derek's green eyes before he smiled, saying: "Well, it means Bringer of Darkness and Madness, Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum is the name i received when i kinda killed a God and maybe maybe not may have eaten his internal organs while giving the heart to my crow before smashing the body to a bloody pulp and setting it on fire?" The looks he received was... Intense. Their eyebrows betrayed their expression, Stiles could help but chuckle as he said: "So the eyebrows language is definitely a Hale's thing... Good for you that i speak eyebrows."

"Rewind a bit, you did what?" Laura choked out in surprise as Stiles just sighed and said caomly: "I killed a God and ate his internal organs while in front of a lot of people... A apparently the God was a very worshipped guy, so his followers scattered and started calling me Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum, Bringer of Darkness and Madness, because their God was Monumish Vurnuveviris or something like that, anyway, the guy was an asshole and deserved to die anyway, and its not my fault he decided to mock me in front of an entire stadium's worth of people about fucking my mother. So i kinda, you know, snapped... Him in half and ate his organs." The more he said, the worse thejr expressions got, when he finished Thalia was looking at him with a sad smile while Derek, Laura, and Nathan had a concerned face... Meanwhile, Peter had a very pensstive expression whole Deaton was still pale and shaky, Stiles dumped down his aura as best as he could without really trying, but the Druid thanked him anyway."

"Oh." Derek kissed his forehead and the meeting continued as if nothing had happened.

After that meeting, Deaton has avoided Stiles to keep himself from getting sick. Thalia had to speed up the process of introducing her chidren to the neighbor Alphas such as Satomi, one of her best friends, they went to many parties and as Derek's mate and Emissary of his pack, he went along with and helped Derek with the formalities among the Alphas. He also helped Laura who had yet to have an Emissary of her own, who almost begged him to also be her Emissary to which after a very convincing "conversation" with Derek, he agreed to be both their Emissary and keep their packs in good condition.

And after all this, the month had ended and both Alphas were tired, it was time for Derek to get his first Beta and he had the right to choose. This time, he asked Stiles' help with choosing someone to his pack, so he did what Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak taught him and guided Derek to his fated pack. Using his magic, letting it flow out of him naturally, he tapped into the strings of Fate, seeing who Derek was meant to make his Betas and he saw them, saw their names, saw their faces... "Huh." Stiles smiled at Derek and took his hand, this gesture is common to them now but Derek still smiles warmly whenever Stiles touches him and through their bond Stiles can feel his happiness: "Well, what about we get you three Betas now? They're all teenagers though, so we have to ask your mother to come with us, but they are meant to be your Betas. There are some others too, but we will get them later on, for now we have three teenagers to help." Derek smiled as he felt amazing, he was going to have his own pack, even if they were teenagers they can still learn and grow, even if they are going to be bitten and are not exactly born a werewolf... Telling Thalia that her son's future pack is meant to be full of bitten wolves that are teenagers just makes he humm before sighing, then Stiles explains what he saw on the three.

"For starters, Erica Reyes is a badass girl who suffers from seizures, she has hurt herself many times due to her seizures, the Bite can solve this and so can i, so if we offer it to her she will gladly accept because for what I've seen, she would rather die than continue to suffer from her seizures anymore... Then there's her boyfriend, Vernon Boyd, i think that's his name at least, he's... A quiet, stoic, calm, doen to earth, lonely boy who jas lost his sister and would do anything to find her. He is destined, fated to be alongside Erica Reyes in your son's pack, and there's another one." Stiles paused and sighed, he said: "His story is a litle sad, i mean for you guys it is, for me is infuriating. He is being abused by his father, who locks him on the basement's fridger and let's him there and there's also one things i didn't say to Derek..." Derek tilts his head like a confused puppy, Stiles melts a little inside and places his hand on his Derek's cheek, who nuzzles into it before sighing and saying: "He's an Omega, Derek." The reaction was instantaneous, Derek snapped his eyes open as they flashed red, a low angry growl rumbling in his chest, he only asked one simple question: "How?" Stiles offered his neck as a sign ot submission to calm the Alpha down, to which Derek took this opportunity to scent mark his beloved Stiles again but rubbing his nose on him as he heard Stiles explain.

"Well, he is born a wolf, but his mother died givinf birth to him due to the fact that she was kicked out by her pack for being impregnated by a human... Her baby was taken from her on her deathbead as she whispered for him, she died on that hospital bed alone as the father took the baby home, after he started developing and showing signs of being a werewolf, his father was scared and began to hit him, hide him, and it gave him the feeling of having control over someone's life... His big brother tried to defend him, but in the end he was sent away by the father and had to join to military, a year later he died in combat in Afghanistan leaving the boy alone in this lonely world, he needs you, he needs a pack, he needs help, he needs us, he needs to have a pack... He hasn't gone feral due to the sheer will he has, which is impressive, but he won't hold longer if we don't help. We can start with him, then we can go to Erica and Boyd, then we get the others." Stiles placed both his hands on Derek's cheeks and smiled, Derek just closed his eyes and enjoyed being touched by his Stiles, he was never touch starved (he is born a werewolf, touching id the thing they do), but he feels like he has been touch starved since birth when Stiles touches him... It feels so great.

"Okay?" Stiles added, searching for the confirmation in Derek's eyes, who sighed and nodded, saying: "Okay."

Thalia watched from the sidelines, her son was not easy to calm ever since he was born, always crying whenever he was not receiving attention from someone, always throwing a tantrum when growing up, always full of guilt and shame after what happened with Kate and Paige, and always angry at himself for not being better than he was... And now? Noe she just watched her most stubborn son be coached into calming down by his Mate by simply touching and whispering to him in a gentle tone, she really likes Stiles, and seeing her son so relaxed makes her even happier to have him in her family. "Well, i guess we're going to visit huh. What is the name of this poor child?" 

"Isaac, Isaac Lahey." Stiles looks at her, and for the first time in a long while, she shivers as he says: "Soon to be Isaac Hale Stilinski, because there's no way I'm not gonna adopt that child after completely obliterating his father, burning, freezing, cutting, smashing, crushing, whatever, i will kill that man regardless of the method, and then make it seem like an accident." Derek nods along, his eyebrows are certainly saying 'I will do the same as well'- Damn, Eyebrows is a language! Thalia chuckles as she begins tl think of a way to use it as a code, since Stiles said it was a Hale thing, why not make it a Hale thing officially? She chuckles when she thinks about how confused others will be while she and Peter communicates with their eyebrows...

Stiles is really rubbing on her.

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Isaac was shivering, he felt the cold of the air around him as he hulled over into a fur ball in the corner, whenever his dad locked him here he would go to the corner and fur would grow on his body, keeping him alive while inside of here... His dad was a monster, a monster he couldn't escape from, he tried, really tried, but he couldn't escape from him. 

He ran away once you know, only to be found by a police officer, friend of his dad that sent him home, and his dead beat him up so bad he almost died... He wished he had died that day because apparently this gave the man a different resolve, he crushed his windpipe once, it hurt like hell for a long time before it properly healed, his bones were broken as well as his muscles by his father's baseball bat, he used it sometimes ro beat him up. He would normally hide whenever his dad was drunk because then he would touch him, not to hurt him, but to do worse things to him he didn't like, like touching his ass and even putting a finger there, thankfully he didn't do anything more than that... He was always afraid around his dad, so when his new teacher that was teaching at Beacon City High offered him help he first refused because his dad could do a lot of things, i mean, the only person that ever offered him help (Miss Mary) disappeared and she (or her corpse since she's probably dead) were never found.

But when the man offered him a pack, whatever that is, something inside him woke up and hushed him forward, and before he had realized he was holding the hand of the new teacher, Derek Hale, who smiled kindly at him. When was the last time someone ever smiled to him like that? When was the last time someone touched him and he didn't felt afraid and snapped at them? When was the last time he ever heard someone say "I'm proud of you" as this teacher said when he hugged him? He didn't know, he couldn't answer it, he didn't know at all. Isaac was so comforted by this that he didn't notice the man touching the back of his neck, sending a small shock through his whole body, he felt his skin jolt as he felt old wounds close up and heal properly, he couldn't see it but his eyes were shining golden. When he entered the teacher's camaro, he couldn't help but feel safe at the sight of a quiet place to hide from his da... This reminded him of the time he hid on closet and slept there, playing hide and seek with his big brother before their found both, he didn't know why his brother wouldn't let him stay alone on the same room as his dad but now he understood all very well, his dad was a creepy guy, very creepy.

He saw how lucky he was by avoiding his dad today, but of course things were getting worse, feeling the warmth of Mr. Hales, as all his students call him (He teaches History) that he noticed the man standing in front at the passenger's seat, making Isaac squeal in surprise! "Oh, how adorable." Isaac recognized him, he was the reason Mr. Hale doesn't starve (He himself said that)! All he know is that this man is Stiles Stilinski himself. 

He knows this because the sudden appearance of Mr. Hale lit a fire in every single girl (and some of the boys too) inside his classes, he was handsome enough to quote on quote "spread your asshole open with just his voice" end quote... What would you expect from a bunch of teenagers who are horny all the time, full of hormones and energy to burn? Some of the girl and guys were discussing how they wanted to be taken by him and how good he would look without his clothes on... But oh well, no matter how many even went out of their way to flirt with Derek Hale, he ignored them all and even reported some to the school since you know, minor trying to seduce an adult, he had to report... And there was this man, he started to come after Derek's first day bringing him a box full of food, he would smile at him and everyone assumed they were either friends or dating, but their list filled brains refused to acknowledge that Mr. Hales was taken! 

And yesterday, Mr. Hale's "friend" came over once again bringing him the same box with different food inside, which seemed to be more special than the others because not only it smelled fucking delicious to even Isaac's senses, but also made Mr. Hale grin, as one of the girls beside him later confessed: "So sexy i could get naked right then and there." But their lust was cut short when Mr. Hales bowed down and kissed the man, now everyone knows Mr. Hales is married to a short young man by the name of Stiles Stilinski, who names their children Stiles anyway? The previous lust around Mr. Hale dimmed out a bit, but they kept their hopes up to try and get the teacher to notice them, it's strange since it didn't affect him much, nor him nor Lidya Martins, she was always stone faced near his presence and he couldn't smell her lust like he could with those horny teenagers. 

What he didn't know was that Stiles placed a weak Glamour on Derek to make him seem more friendly to humans, but his magical tattoo on the back absorbed it and enchanted it to a thousandfold, making him seem way more than friendly to humans, he knows what he will do with it, but he is letting Derek suffer a little bit for his enjoyment but every end of the dat, ge is roughly fucked by Derek inti submission, until he couldn't cum anymore, and then he was fucked even more, driven to the point of complete unconsciousness. "Isaac, i want you to know we love you and are proud you survived for so long, you have a pack now, don't worry we will protect you from now on." Stiles smiled warmly to the kid who was looking at him with curiosity and shock, Stiles only smiled at as he asked a question: "How- I didn't see anyone when i was in the car seconds ago, you were not here!"

"Oh, pup, you will know later. Right now we're taking you to somewhere safe... Do you have a place to crash at? A friend's house?" Derek's face didn't move but Isaac felt like he was looking at him, which to others would make him feel that weird feeling of being watched, but with Derek (And Stiles for some reason), he felt fine being looked at. "I-i have Scott?" It came out more as a question than an answer, but no one commented on it as the car turned and they were now going towards Scott's home- "Wait, how do you know where Scott lives?" His question made Stiles smile and chuckle aa if ue heard something funny, and the answer to thay question made him think that Stiles was very creepy: "Oh, i know where everyone lives."

"Stiles."

"Yes Dear?"

"Creepy."

"Oh shit, sorry, that sounded way too creepy... I mean i know everyone's addresses."

"It doesn't help at all."

"Shut up and drive."

"Okay..."

This quick exchange and bickering made Isaac's heart flutter like the wings of a butterfly, he felt light as something inside him made this look like... family. 'No... No.' Isaac brushed that feeling out as he focused on another thing, he heard Derek sigh lowly as Stiles kept rambling about something in a language Isaac couldn't speak so he didn't understand at all, making him frown for not being part of the conversation- Why is he feeling bad for not being part of a conversation? He normally isn't like this- "It's okay." Derek's voice brought him out of his confusion as Stiles took the wheel while he looked at him, saying: "We will explain everything you want us to explain to you..." The gentle tone of his voice as well as the gentle expression, gentle smile, gentle everything! This made him even more confused since Isaac felt nothing particularly strong about Derek before while seemingly everyone was heads over heels for him- He thought Derek was a nice guy, great at his job, but nothing more than that! Why does he suddenly makes him feel like he's safe and nothing bad will ever happen to him? "Stiles, switch. Before you try to make a dirty joke, i mean for you to switch places with me. I'll go to the back, take the wheel." 

Isaac heard Stiles say "Aye aye, captan'!" Before suddenly Derek was beside him and Stiles was driving. "The fuck!?" Isaac shouted, he didn't notice it, but there were tears streaming down his face like he cosplayed a waterfall, only when he shouted did he looked down at his wet hands and saw the streaming tears, running like rivers down his face, his hair must be completely roughed up because he just pulled it back as it fell and blocked his eyes- it's been a while since he had a haircut, so no surprise about the big hair- suddenly, Derek's arms were around his shoulders as he hugged him, making Isaac stop, at first he thought he would lash out, like every time someone hugged or even touched him, he would lash out like he was being hurt but this time... No, this time he just- relaxed. "Why- *hiccup* why do i feel like this!? *hiccup* I'm happy but so sad!" Derek felt like hot coal against his skin, so warm and it felt like he would burn, but no, he just felt this enormous warm on his whole body as he cried deeper.

"Shh... It's okay pup, you can cry, it's fine now. Everything's gonna be okay. It's going to be fine." His whispers were the last straw for Isaac, who completely collapsed on Derek, who smiled sadly at the now Beta werewolf. "Thank you for your help dear, thank you." He conveyed his thoughts to Stiles, who smiled and answered: "You don't need to thank me for helping Our pack, Derek." Derek's heart was becoming full of pride as Stiled kept using a spell named [Mind Healing] that would restore the target's psyche, but first it needs to release all feelings, it would all come crashing down as he kept crying and even began to howl as pain, sadness, anger, happiness, and grief left his body through his tears and his mind would start the process to heal and revert any of the previously done damage- however, a mind in recovery is way too fragile for a few days, so the target of the spell will normally sleep through it as the burden from taking their feelings out through their tears will be too much for them to handle.

Arriving at the home of Scott McCall, Derek stopped at the door and was ready to knock when Stiles raised his hand, he stopped and listened... The house was empty. Isaac was already asleep on the car so they had to take him to a safe place, the Hale Pack House was too full for a healind mind, so they had to take him to a quiet place, Stiles sighed and looked to Derek saying: "Derek dear, i guess we're moving in together with our new son, freshly stolen- I mean, freshly adopted son."

"I hate it that you say 'freshly', like he's some kind of vegetable."

"Well, he's my little potato now."

"Potato? Couldn't you call him something better, something like Carrot?"

"Seriously Derek? Calling a werewolf Carrot? They are associated with bunnies, we can name the bunny we get him later as carrots, to teach him control. As a test i guess, if he eats the rabbit he will feel guilty and try harder."

"I love and hate that you are like this."

"But you love more than you hate it."

"Yeah... I do."

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Isaac opened his eyes In fright when someone touched his shoulder, he could hear a male voice from far away saying something to him along the lines of 'Breathe', but he couldn't focus- He was not back at that cold place, he was not back at that cold place! His breathing started to slow down as he focused on the heartbeat he was hearing, it was not his own because he can feel it loudly in his left ear... When he was calm again, he sighed before looking at Derek Hale, the man who was hugging him and placing his ear above his heart so he could hear his calm heartbeat and then calm down as well, which worked! "It's okay, you're safe now Isaac, nothing bad will happen to you." Isaac's ears twitched at this as he heard the taller and older man comfort him, he never had someone who could help him with his panic attacks, so he would hide away and stay there for yours before even daring to breathe loudly. "I... Where am i?" Isaac barely managed to whisper as his confused puppy-like eyes scanned the room... 

It was a library room, with bookshelves full of several different types of books- supernatural books like [Demonomicon] (a black book with a red eye that was staring directly at him, creepy), to normal books like Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows- and a bed as well as a dark mahogany desktop that holds a laptop, sitting there is Stiles Stilinski, the husband of the man before him, a potrd plant rested on the desk alongside a pile of paperwork that he could barely see the black symbol of a three spiraling thing he did not recognize, he could smell both Derek's and Stiles' scent here, but Stiles' scent was farely new... As if he just recently started coming here- "I'm glad you're awake, Isaac dear, you're going to have a few more nightmares before you can get rid if them permanently, alongside every trauma that man gave- Oh, you don't need to worry about him anymore." Stiles interrupted his thoughts, making him have even more questions than before he went to sleep! "And before you ask, yes your father is dead, yes i killed him, and yes i can get you something to eat." Just as he finished his sentence, Isaac's stomach began growling like a wolf (heh) as he felt his insides turn against each other, as if they were going to eat each other from how hungry he was. Derek smiled sadly, Isaac was thin, unnaturally thin, he was malnourished, and for an Omega it was bad because it would slowly weaken their regeneration to the point where they can no longer regenerate and will simply die.

How Isaac hasn't turned Feral by now is something beyond him, there were all the factors. The lack of a pack, the lack of an anchor, the malnourishment, the pain, the abuse, the anger- Isaac truly is special, he is so strong, and now he is his first Beta and he is pretty sure Stiles took him as his puppy- Not that he is against it, since Stiles can be very... Convincing when he wants to, which means he cannot say no to Stiles when he really, really wants something. There was this time where he wanted a cupcake in the middle of the night, and when Derek said he wasn't going to get up to get him a cupcake because he was tired, Stiles got it himself... The problem was, he baked them in the middle of the night, and the delicious smell woke up the entire pack, in the end he refused to give him one, so Derek punished him. It was a fun night, but also taught him he should always help Stiles get what he wants because he will share it with Derek.

"You should stay down, I will answer the questions you have." Derek smiled as gently as he could, Isaac was lying down his and Stiles' bed, but he was pack so it was fine, and it would comfort Isaac sleeping where it smells like pack. "I... What is going on?" Isaac whispered fearfully, making Derek's heart tighten on his chest, which Isaac could probably hear. "I guess i should start from the beginning, right?" Derek whispered weakly, he was not fit to be an Alpha like his mother, confident, charismatic, powerful, he was better at dealing with the emotions of the pack- or at least that's what his dad was teaching him. "You are a Werewolf. Well, a Wolf Shifter is a more accurate description of our species according to Stiles... We live among humans, hidden away from them, people think we're myth, legends to scare children, but we're real... You're real." The shock was lesser than Derek thought he would see in Isaac's eyes, but he continued when he saw the teenager's eyes full of confusion and a little bit of acceptance: "We, Wolf Shifters, have certain necessities... Run around is one of them, we need to exercise alongside our wolves, or else we'll go mad with anxiety, we need to run around even if its a little bit, Pack is another necessity. Wolf Shifters have a dinamic, we have the Omegas , what you once were, those without a Pack- They're weaker than normal Wolf Shifters and they normally have blue eyes, then there's the Beta, the middle ground in the scale, they normally have golden eyes, and they are powerful compared to an Omega and can shift to Beta Forms, or this." To demonstrate, Derek shifted to his Beta Shift, making sure Isaac could see the changes on his body. The boy yipped away in a startle, making Derek's head to tilt sideways while maintaining eye contact with him, he saw the boy's eyes flash golden as his own flashed red, he seemed embarrassed to make the noise... His face was fully red.

"Then there's the Alpha-" At that moment, Stiles came from the door carrying- No, there was a giant plate, full of meat that was just floating alongside Stiles as he entered the room, making Isaac look at it with wide eyes and grumbling stomach and looking, in Stiles' eyes at least, like a lost hungry puppy- Which was adorable. "Here's a little lunch for you, you must starving, you've been sleeping for a week by now." That information made Isaac's heart and brain stop for a second, he already had a piece of pork in his mouth when he heard the news and looked directly at Derek with a lost glint in his eyes, making Derek hold his chest for a second as he said: "Don't worry, you have a good reason to skip school, the police investigated your dad and found out about his abuse, you were unconscious for a long time due to injuries on the head and was taken to a private hospital by Professor Derek Hale when you asked him for help. That's what happened, or at least what the humams think happened." Isaac, for some reason, didn't feel bad at all for whatever happened- There was always a tiny hint of guilt whenever he thought of his brother, his mother he never met, and the family members he never got to meet, but now he felt like it didn't matter, or he was over with it- It scared him a little, but he couldn't bring himself down for not feeling bad at his sperm donor's death.

"Wait... How did my dad die?" Isaac looked up to see Derek look over at Stiles, who was still reading the paperwork on the table which he stopped doing when he looked over at them: "Well, let's just say your dad went to check the place he would lock you in (Stiles avoided the word, in case it might trigger Isaac) and the door kinda locked itself, accidentally, and he froze to death. Pretty karmatic, don't you think?" If Isaac hadn't noticed by not, he would definitely notice the flash of black in the completely white eye Stiles had, which made him feel fear for some reason, but that fear quickly died when the flash was gone. "The police found his corpse, let's just say all his acquaintances are going to receive some visits from the popos soon enough."

Isaac couldn't help but say: "The popes?" Derek blew raspberry with an amazed expression while Stiles chuckled, shaking his head and explained to big baby that was Isaac: "Popos, as in police. You know? Cops." 

"Not everyone is knowledgeable as you are, Stiles." Derek quipped as he smiled teasingly at his Stiles, who just huffed in fake annoyance as he looked at his Derek, whispering: "I know a lot more than you, bitch." Derek growled playfully at Stiles who just rolled his eyes as he continued to look at his paperwork, humming a song as he went on. 

Isaac felt warm in his heart by watching this intimate interaction, like something he would only feel when his brother hugged him, tears were once again rolling down his face, he touched it a little confused because he wasn't feeling sad- far from it, he was feeling more than fine even, he was happy- then why was he crying? Isaac had no experience crying out of happiness, he only knew you cried out of pain or sadness, so crying out of happiness was a fairly new experience for the Beta wolf who kept eating as the streaming tears continued to fall into his plate and blanket, making both Derek and Stiles smile warmly at it. 

It took him a few minutes, but he was already asking questions like an overly excited puppy, he beamed at Stiles when Derek told him he was his mate and Emissary of his pack, as well as a Spark, a type of magic user. He was sad when Stiles told him he couldn't learn how to use magic because he didn't have the potential to become a Wizard, Witch, Alchemist, or Druid but he could still become a Warlock or Cleric, but Stiles didn't recommend this because the Gods hardly listen to the prayer of mortals of Earth anymore, and Warlocks had to sell their souls or worse to be granted magic. It was also at that moment he recognized the potential that Derek had to become a Warlock, he already had a connection to a very powerful magical being, the Avi'Barish Morclebuk-Norvectum, Stiles Stilinski himself! Due to his connection, Derek could draw magic from Stiles and use it to cast spells and even draw unique properties from him as he gets stronger- probably the power of The Void but he is not sure. 

Safe to say, Derek was more than surprised to learn that, he hummed and said to Stiles mentally: "We'll talk about it later, dear." Stiles just nodded as Derek fake coughed in his hand, intending to continue his explanation: "Well, now that you know that Werewolves, Vampires Demons, Angels, and Gods are real, I'll explain a little more about Wolf Shifters... I am an Alpha, you are my first Beta, you are my pack, it's more than family, it's a spiritual connection that we have now. The moment you accepted being my Beta was the moment you became part of my pack. In fact, with Stiles here, we can see this connection." Derek smiled at Isaac while Stiles just extended his hand forward, the white eye crawled out of his socket with eight spider-like legs and crawled up on the bed, Isaac found it disgusting and weirdly interesting as it crawled on top of his head, he was going to swat it when Derek said: "Don't fight it, it won't hurt." No matter how much someone assures him, he would not believe them, but Derek was different- He winced when the thing touched his eye and blinked as it fused with hks eye, making his eye a little itchy... He looked to the side and was met with a huge white wolf with red eyes, staring longingly at him, like he was the wolf's puppy- he quickly backed from it in instinct and was met with another wolf.

This one was skinny and skittish, his golden eyes looked around the room with uncertainty and fear, making Isaac found the perfect synchrony among him and that wolf, who looked at him before rushing and hiding behind the white wolf with red eyes, Isaac felt sad as he thought it was running from him, but the way the wolf still peeked out from behind the white wolf was strangely adorable, it was just shy, not scared of him at all... It was then that he noticed, there was a thin line connecting him and the caramel wolf, His wolf- The line connecting him and the wolf vanished when it touched his chest, the line was also connected to the white wolf in a way he couldn't exactly comprehend, it was entangled but also loose, not tied to the wolf, just connected to it. Then he looked at Derek, and there he saw it, the line connecting him and Stiles, Isaac could see the aura around Derek and the connection between the white wolf and Derek, which meant that was Derek's wolf and Stiles- Isaac paled. He could see a deep dark aura around Stiles, it was frightening, it was dangerous, it was powerful, he blinked and it was gone, he whimpered as Derek sighed as he hugged him, Stiles only turned to look at him and say: "Don't look over at me when you're using my eye. I don't want to scare you."

"I'm sorry, i should've warned you before." Derek apologized while rubbing his head, it made Isaac feel warm, he could see Derek's white wolf sniffing and rubbing his face against his wolf, who only wagged its tail weakly, as if didn't know how to react. 'Same buddy...' Isaac thought as his eyes turned to Stiles, who knew that there was a question coming, and sure enough: "What... What happened? Why do you have such a dark, scary aura?" Isaac's shy voice made Stiles sigh loudly, he didn't look back as he made a question of his own to the Beta: "Do you remember Johan and Claudia Stilinski?" For some reason, Isaac didn't like where this was going, he could smell it, just as Derek could, the pain and grief emanating from Stiles as he whispered but Isaac could hear it as if he spoke loud and clear: "Well, i was possessed by an Evil Void Fox and ended up killing them, the fox was gone by the time my parents were dead, my hands were full of blood, so i got my mom's books and ran..."

"Stiles-"

"No, Derek. I want you to hear it too."

"Okay..."

"After i left... I was scared, confused, angry, and mortified by what i did, my Spark awoke that same moment and at the same time it became Ablaze, something that happens to Sparks rarely. An Ablaze Spark is several times stronger than a normal Spark, and to become an Ablaze Spark, the Spark must go through severe emotional and physical pain, enough to make a man want to commit suicide, and funny enough, the Spark must die to be reborn from the ashes like a phoenix and become an Ablaze Spark. And i did... When i was having a huge emotional turmoil, the mark the Nogitsune left behind activated and using my emotions as fuel, opened a portal through The Void, it was meant to take me to The Void, but it ended up teleporting me to Gehenna where i had to run around, i kept falling because gravity's a fickle thing there, and i died there to a Devil... It hurt Derek, it hurt so bad being burned alive while a creature laughs at your pain... But then, from the literal ashes i was reborn as an Ablaze Spark. Then, Brhu'Vïsh Klevadiak found me, she must have felt the moment i became Ablaze because she started to train me with great intensity from day one and i didn't want to be weak, ever again. So i trained, we even used a special method I'll use to train you later Derek, but anyway, this is my tragic backstory."

Derek couldn't help but whimper when he saw the forced smile in his Mate's face, he went up to him and hugged him, biting the same place his mark was, making Stiles hiss in what Derek couldn't identify if was pain or pleasure, he kissed Stiles so hard the smaller man couldn't breathe properly, he was sure Isaac could smell their lust but he didn't care at the moment, he just pressed his nose against Stiles' neck while giving him small kisses on his collarbone, asking: "Are you okay now...?" Derek's voice showed his fragility, Stiles smiled, this time it wasn't a forced smile but it was a sweet and sincere smile that made Derek's heart melt in his chest as Stiles whispered back: "Much... Much better."

Isaac just decided to let them hug and whisper to themselves as he kept eating, albeit his chewing wasn't one of the quietest thing so the awkward atmosphere soon returned as both looked at the shy Isaac who was just there, chewing like a rabbit.

They looked at each other before they began to laugh, Isaac felt he could get used to this... 

He had a Pack now.

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"Slow down, Erish!"

"Owenia, you're too slow, let's go! We promised we would visit him and he sent us a letter."

"He did? When?"

"Oh this morning, he told us to come to the Material Plane and go to a city named Beacon Hills on California wherever that is."

"Love, he just told us his location so we teleport there. I'm a Witch, remember?"

A pair of two completely distinct and different women were holding hands while walking through a long green field of tall grass, the blue cloudless sky made this place a incredibly calm and beautiful place. There were trees on the horizon as well, the short young woman had green hair and pointy ears, she also had a pair of transparent shining glass-like wings that resembled a dragonfly, she was Erish, the Green Faery of the Spring Court and beside her was her wife, Owenia, a tall humanoid woman with long silver hair that resembled a sharp knife, her eyes were a dark shade of red while her clothes were pure white. This was a Owenia, a Banshee in her true form, her hands had thin fingers with black claws, her skin was pale white and her hair moved with an invisible wind. Holding hands they looked like they were too different to be a couple, but they have been together for 50 humans years.

"Then can we go now?" Erish jumped excitedly, he winhs fluttering with her excited movements to see their old friend. You see, although Stiled has never been to the Feywild, he had been to another world where creatures of the Feywild lived alongside humans, in the same world. You know the theory of the multiverse? Exactly, Stiles could go through the thick barrier that kept multiverses from impacting against each other and being destroyed by the sheer chaos it would cause. The Feywild, alongside the Shadowfell, are two of the Planes of Existence that can grant you access to the Multiverse, them being the Deep Ethereal, The Void, The Order, Astral Plane, and the Outer Lands, the plane of true Neutrality that is ruled over by the Lady of Pain... And luckily for Stiles as an Ablaze Spark, he has access to all of them except The Order, because it went against his connection with The Void that has been rooted on his very soul. 

"Erish, dear, love of my life, bubble of joy and happiness of the Spring Court, did you pack your things at least?" 

"Oops-"

"Knew it."

The funny thing about how they met Stiles was when Erish was captured by humans and Owenia went to rescue her, but in the end she screamed and fell into a depressive state thinking she had screamed for her beloved only to have a bubbly Green Faery hugging her whilw crying her eyes out while a human watched, she felt danger from him and wanted to scream at him, but Erish kissed her to keep her silent, which made the man rise an eyebrow and smile fondly at them before turning to look away respectfully. And how Faes don't like to be in dept, she insisted to pay it for him, which he refused to accept, only wishing to become their friends instead because they seemed to be interesting enough... Owenia was a little hesitant since he had an aura completely full of death, which made her scared, she couldn't help but wonder how such young boy could have such an aura- Oh, forgot to mention, they met Stiles when he was only 10 years old.

Yep, he managed to enter another world of the Multiverse at the tender age of 10.

"So you're telling me we should expand our influence across the supernatural world?" Thalia asked the serious looking Stiles, who wasn't even looking at her, but was staring deeply at Deaton, who looked scared and was sweating a lot. Stiles had come here to meet her to what he called a "important talk" before he proposed her to expand their influence further through the supernatural and natural world, making themselves a powerful family in the supernatural while doing the same in the natural world as well. But before she could say anything else, Stiles said: "So it was you.", His eyes were completely black as he stared at Deaton, who was sweating profusely, hia eyes darting between Stiles and Thalia anxiously, Thalia couldn't smell him nor hear his heart beat, but he was clearly nervous due to how his posture changed. "It was your fault my Derek had to cope with the remnants of dark magic in his body, destroying him slowly, causing him endless pain and suffering!?" Stiles continued, his hand glowed a deep shade of red while red chains wrapped around Deaton's body, locking him in place.

"Stiles, do i need to remind you that another pack's Emissary is a War declaration?" Thalia's eyes flashed red as Stiles said with anger: "Oh, Thalia, wouldn't you like to know why your little Druid has been doing behind your back?" This stopped Thalia's moving hand, who was going to press the button under her desk to lock all doors of the Hale Pack House, she looked at Stiles' angry expression and said through gritted teeth, a part of her wanted to trust Deaton, but the other part was thinking that maybe Stiles knew something she didn't, which made her anxious: "Elaborate." Deaton wanted to say something, but one look from Stiles made him silent, Stiles took a deep breath to calm himself down a little as he said: "When i came here, to the pack, I saw how Derek's injuries hadn't been properly cleaned, they kept hurting him, the dark magic destroying his body and making him weaker each passing day, so i removed the dark magic and it super simple... Which made me think about the residue magic inside him, feeding the dark magic, keeping it as strong as it first was."

"What do you mean by that, Stiles?" Asked Thalia, she was calm now, he heartbeat slowly returning the steady and firm beating. "Well, you see, dark magic residue slowly goes away, is naturally cleansed and get weaker and wealer as the days goes by, but those? Those were strong, as if Derek had been his by black lightning the very first day we met, but no, he wasn't... Now imagine how pissed i was knowing that my Mate, my Derek had been suffering from such trivial things that can be slowly cleansed and treated even by a non-magic user by simply treating the wounds with holy water! Just think how much more pissed i was when i found the residue magic inside Derek that kept feeding the dark magic, keeping it there, always hurting him and making him weaker..." Tears were running down Stiles face, he blocked these feelings from being felt by Derek and Isaac, who were out for a run. Today Isaac was presented to Thalia, who eas happy to see her son's first Beta 

"How long would he last? How long would you take him to this- this man, this thing, this abomination, this disgusting creature kept feeding the dark magic with his own magic, seeking weaken my Derek!" Stiles' magic trashed out, creating visinle black tentacles of dark energy that slapped the ground angrily like a cat's tail. "How long would it take till you noticed that there was a packless wolf that works for Deaton and is slowly becoming a True Alpha? How long would it take for you to notice that your special tea, personally served by Deaton, is but a slow poison that is slowly killing you, and when i resurrected you, you threw up all the built up poison and pain as your body was reconstructed to the peak of your performance? How long would it take till you noticed that Peter has been investigating Deaton due to my request? How long would it take till you noticed that Deaton is not even a true Druid!"

Shock was seen in Thalia's face when Stiles snapped his fingers and the glamour holding Deaton's human appearance nelted away and in his place stood an ugly creature, bleeding with black blood, grey skin, bald, jagged teeth with a long fork snake-like tongue that flickered at Stiles with a hiss. "How long would it take for you to notice that your Emissary was slowly destroying your pack inside out? How long would it take for you to notice that this Darach was poisoning the Nemeaton, making a subtle but powerful connection to it, trying to gain access to the Leylines below Beacon Hills? How long, Thalia Hale, would it take for you to notice this all? Because I, an outsider, found this all in a single day. I cursed Deaton, did you think he was feeling so bad because he could see my aura? My aura is dark yes, but i suppress it most of the time! And look at my surprise, when i came here he was with a complete different curse than the one i placed on him, which was one that Darachs know how to use! Which meant he could take the curse without anybside effects, but also that he could place one on others just as he did to himself to probably make me think he didn't know he was cursed or something like that..."

Stiles laughed coldly, his black tendrils of black solidified magical aura reached out and wrapped around Deaton's body like it was a deadly Pithon, ready to break all its prey's bones to dust. "How long woild it take till he had Beacon Hills completely under his control? He is powerful, yes, but now I'm here so he can't hide. I bet he was feeding you some false information about me as well, making tou wary, cautious about me, so you would kick me and keep my away to I don't fuck up his plans... And now that i dealt with your shit, how are you, Thalia Hale, going to thank me?"

Thalia stared at Stiles and the Darach that once was Deaton in her eyes, how could she miss this!? "Thalia?" A voice interrupted her inner monologue, as she saw her brother and Left Hand Peter Hale, who had a file in hand and a smirk in his lips, he looked over at Deaton and huffed as he smirked, saying: "So Little Red was right huh, you are a stupid Darach... I wonder bow we never felt any different? I wonder how you cam use Druid magic as well." That question was thrown at Stiles, who without looking back, explained: "Darachs can take the magic out of anything alive or once alive, which means a lot of things you don't want to know. In resume, Darach took a Druid magic and has been using it as disguise themselves or some shift like that.

"Welp, i brought what you asked me to." Peter wiggled the folder as he walked towards Thalia, closing the door behind him, making sure it was locked before looking at Thalia and giving her the folder without Stiles asking him to do so, he smiled at the shocked face Thalia had, followed by the angry growl that escaped from her lips as she said: "He... HELPED FUCKING KATE ARGENT!?" The whole room stood quiet, her voice went week as she looked at the creature that helped cause great pain to her pack, that was why Derek wasn't here, because Derek would straight up kill the creature while Peter, Him, and Thalia would torture the Darach till it passed away.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

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Derek was pissed.

No.

He wws beyond pissed.

When he came back to the pack house with Isaac, the poor boy still anxious about being around so many wolves, he saw his beloved mate standing at the entrance with a serious face. This was the first flag, he knew something bad had happened, he was worried when he reached out to Stiles and felt it being actively blocked, cancelled, not desired. It hurt Derek but when he saw Stiles' tears, he couldn't help but be much more worried about what had happened. So he came forward and hugged his mate, and then the bond snapped back in place and he could see, feel, and know what made Stiles this mad. Anger, fury, sadness, shame, and a lot of other emotions clashed together as memories were shown to him, he saw how Deaton was a Darach, he saw how his mate kept it from him, he could understand the reasoning behind it since he was seeing the point of view from his mate... He wanted the man to suffer and he knew Derek would make it quick, so quick it would've been mercy.

Then why was he angry? Because his mate was blaming himself, he was having a terrible internal crises because he thought Derek would be beyond pissed at him- and although he is pissed at his Stiles, is not because he hid this from him, but because he thought he would he mad that he hid it from him, like he didn't know Derek wouldn't- Wait, he didn't know. They don't know much about each other, this hit Derek like a brick, they've taken this so quick there was not a lot of time to know each other intimately, so he decided to do the only logical thing. "We're going on a date." When these words left his lips, Stiles' stunned crying face made Derek want to laugh a little, but Stiles only tilted his head like a confused puppy- he must do this as well, because he now knows why Stiles squeals when he does it- he kissed his Stiles' temple with a smile and sent all his thoughts, emotions, and plans to Stiles who blushed. "I... Okay." The whisper was so adorable he couldn't help but kiss him, licking his tears away with a smile in his lips as he mentally told Stiles: "I love you, you know that, right? You don't need to hide things from me. You could've explained, i understand why you didn't, but it still hurts a little not being truste enough to be told... You'll have to do so much make up." 

Stiles nodded, not even daring to speak with Derek mentally, fearing his voice would crack even mentally, Derek bit his lips and cheered him on: "Go put on some nice clothes, we'll be going now." Stiles smiled weakly and walked upstairs, he would obviously wear Derek's clothes as Derek sometimes would wear some of his clothes as well, he just took a plain black shirt alongside one of his leather jackets, they were big on him (Well, all of Derek's clothes really), but he didn't care. He liked it and Derek liked it, so why should he care about anything else? About the bottom he was already weary some nice tight pants that Derek liked, he said it made his ass look extra juicy, so of course he began wear only these to tease Derek. Everything they did was likely foreplay outside of the bedroom, Derek sniffing him, Stiles' oral fixation always sucking his fingers, biting things, licking things that got too close to his mouth, Derek's husky, deep voice when when he whispered things to him, Stiles' thin cute fingers that liked to touch things, Derek's growls whenever someone they didn't know began to get too touchy with Stiles, The "accidents" that happened whenever Stiles saw someone looking at Derek with lust, like tripping, sneezing too hard they fart, shitting themselves, breaking a bone, having internal bleeding, losing an organ, you know, the usual. 

They were the little things that made Derek wonder how Stiles could get rid of a corpse so fast and why was it so hot- I mean, why he loved whenever Stiles would look at him, smile at his direction, shift closer to him, the little laugh that Stiles had and little noises he made unconsciously that Derek was sure even Stiles himself didn't notice how both resembled foxes, how adorable his eyes would narrow when he smelled the scent of dust and or ash, how his body would flinch when he saw blood but he wouldn't hesitate to spill it when it was rrlated to Derek... Such a strong mate he had, so he was going to make him pay for not telling him, in a very sexy, wild way. That's why they are going on a picknick and later going to his wood shack on the middle of the forest, where he will enter Rut.

A period of time that every Werewolf has to go through, it normally happens on their 18th birthday and it is a period of time in which a Werewolf is ready to mate and have puppies, and that period is the most fertile one for a werewolf and sex will always result in puppies, unless its a same sex couple, so there is only pleasure for about a whole week. If the human can keep up, which he is sure Stiles will keep up with him, his Mate has always been keeping up with him whenever they have sex and the stamina he showed was impressive too. He sent the images of his first Rut to Stiled while telling him in detail what would happen, how he would fuck him in several different positions, how he would just wreck him so bad he wouldn't be able to walk for a whole week and feel his dick deep inside him even three days after.

And to say Stiles was aroused was an understatement.

The moment he saw the smaller man come downstairs smelling like him and wearing his clothes, he almost fucked him right then and there, he was very aware they smelled of deep lust and love, but he didn't care because when he looked into Stiles' white and blue eyes, they were in their own world. Nothing and no one else mattered as their eyes locked into each other's, it was magical and the wolves around them couldn't help but shy away, as if they were invading something private. "Let's go?" Derek offered his hand to Stiles, who eagerly took it with a shy smile to his beautiful red lips, making Derek swallow dry as he imagined how roughed up those were lips going to get after he was done with them... Such sinful thoughts followed him as hs took Stiles by the waist into his camaro, Isaac, meanwhile, stood traumatized in the corner.

Meanwhile, deep in the "dungeons" of the Hale's Pack House, or the basement, Peter's just being dramatic by calling it "dungeons"... This isn't gloomy enough to be considered a dungeon anyway!

Back to the description, in the deepest part of the Hale's Pack House was a man, his name was Alan Deaton, he managed to fool the Alpha Thalia Hale for years by being her Emissary. Hid plan? Easy, as a Darach, he wanted power of course, so he would tie himself to the Nemeaton, the beautiful tree that was in the middle of the Preserve. However, no matter which method he could think of, it wouldn't be the PERFECT one, so he had to think long term. He then analyzed what all rituals had in common, a sacrifice, and what better sacrifice than a pure soul? And only the purest of souls can become a True Alpha, so he began his tests, he manipulated several young men and women, making them into Werewolves and secretly presented himself as a "powerful friendly druid" that was there to help them, he would then hide their scent and presence from the supernatural world, he would also trll them to not tell anyone, not evem their family, because it can get them killed. 

When they failed to become a True Alpha, he sacrificed them, after all, they were still Werewolves and Werewolves can be great sacrifices to gather power, and he sacrificed a lot of them to get the power he needed to be truly undefeatable, undying, unapologetic destructive and chaotically savage. Then, when the pure boy Scott McCall successfully became a True Alpha, Deaton almost had an orgasm just by thinking the amount of power he could get from not only fusing himself completely to the Nemeaton, but completely becoming it, he would be so powerful... The boy, however, must be kept pure and virgin, so Deaton placed a powerful [Compulsion] spell to make sure he would never kill anyone, nor would he have sex with anyone, then he kept manipulating the boy to make himself a pack outaide of Beacon Hills because here was "too dangerous", and like a little obedient puppy, he went out of town, to the neighbor little town of Blue Horizons, that was somehow smaller than Beacon Hills for some reason.

An Alpha with a pack is stronger, an True Alpha with a strong pack is even better.

Now, Deaton was strapped to the wall with Shackles that prevented him from reaching out to touch anything, his mouth also had a gag that prevented him from speaking anything.

"If you were hotter, i would've think this as very kinky, but sadly you are an ugly bitch." Peter commented while his hands moved through the instruments of torture, Thalia was pissed at Alan, well, Alan just thought it was funny how an outsider was able to figure everything out while in the 20 years he is Thalia's Emissary, she never even suspected him... "Now, i think we can start. Thalia didn't sent me here to get answers from you, so i guess I'll just have my fun with you, if you want to add something just scream really loud- Oh, you can't. I forgot. Gagged..." Peter shaked his head as hjs finger stopped on something that made Alanis eyes widen. "Oh, my little darling... Wrecker." A vicious grin was on Peter's face as he looked at the thin but sharp looking jagged blade in his hand, the blade was designed to easily enter the skin and muscle, but leave it hardly.

And it can also be used on barbecues, so that's a plus. 

"Now... Let's start."

Derek kicked open the wooden door of his isolated shack in the woods, it wasn't a shack per say, it was the size of a middle house, with four rooms, one kitchen, one bathroom, and one garage. As well as the attic too, oh, and the basement... Stiles smiled, this was their pack house. Derek's and his room was the room with all the bookshelves that had some of the books he had inside his personal storing dimension, he loved looking at them, but right now he had his focus on the glowing red eyes of his Alpha who was slowly walking towards him, Stiles had an idea and smiled, he quickly approached Derek and kissed him deeply, when Derek was stunned for a second Stiles slipped pass him and ran down the stairs. He heard Derek's low growl as he laughed and dodged to the right, a large hand passed by and he perfectly avoudrd getting caught by the wolf, they ran around the house, playing this game of tag where Derek's wolf was hunting his prey down, and it only stopped when they entered another room and Stiles was cornered by the big bad wolf, who had a wolfish (heh) grin.

"Caught you." Growling, Derek began to scent mark Stiles with his cheek, rubbing his stubble beard against Stiles' neck, making him shiver and whimper as Derek pushed him down the bed, this was one of the 3 guest rooms of the house, and Derek was pressing him down to the bed with a hungry smirk as he bit down where his mark was on Stiles' body. "Argh-" Stiles moandd surprised, almost sounding like a gurgle, but Derek growled there with his mouth anf throat close to Stiles' throat, vibrating alongside the beating of his pounding heart. Then Derek smelled it, he raised an eyebrow as Stiles' blushed deeply at him. No, he did not cum from being bitten, no, something else was happening with him. "I... This never happened before." 

"I didn't know you could get slick." That's what's happening to Stiles, he was getting slick, just like a woman's vagina gets ""wet"", Stiles' asshole was getting wet as well. This normally happens with females only, Derek went through his head, thinking about why would Stiles get slick and then it clicked. The little ways Stiles acted as a fox was instinctual, as if he was one, but Stiles is not a Kitsune, he would smell it. "Stiles?" Derek's confusion but deep arousal awoke him from hjs confusion as he chuckled nervously: "Ergh... Damn, you know like, when a Spark becomes Ablaze and we die and are rebon from the ashes? Our bodies are made out of the energy of our bodies, working just like our original bodies, built like our original bodies, but it isn't our original bodies... They are perfect replicas that can adapt to things, this change happens magically."

"Like when you shift?"

"Like that, my body melts and reconstructs, becoming my shift. And this also happens when my body needs something, or wants something, or is preparing for something."

"So you mean...?"

"My body wants you so bad I'm getting wet for you. I mean, my body is getting ready to get your dick for a whole week straight, and maybe get pregnant, maybe."

"Stiles, you can't get pregnant."

"Wanna bet?"

There was a few seconds silence before Derek's eyes flashed red in arousal as he began his week long mating.

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The first thing Stiles felt was the warm hand on his neck as Derek leaned in, kissing his lips and biting them as he pulled away, growling as he spoke: "Turn around..." Stiles whined softly as his body obeyed without thinking, his hips turned and now he was lying flat on his stomach with his ass high, this was easier for Derek to use his ass like he wants to, like he's going to, Stiles can already tell Derek won't go easy on him. He doesn't need lube anymore since his body decided that slicking was a good thing (And it is, since his Alpha likes it, seeing how he is pushing his finger down his ass slowly, to feel it) and he can't help hut blush as Derek inserted two other fingers, his ass alresdy loose enough to take the three fingers inside him without much trouble, which means his body really wants Derek's dick. "So hungry... So needy..." Stiles gasped for air when Derek pulled his fingers out in a single quick movement before pushing them down again, fucking Stiles'ass with his fingers as Stiles gasped. "Alpha-" Derek stopped, his eyes flashing red as he grasped Stiles' bubble butt with a firm hand, saying: "Moan louder, my little mate..."

"Alpha, please don't tease me..." Derek could hear the pout on Stiles' voice, he smiled warmly as his fingers traced up Stiles' back, touching his skin. He felt Stiles tense a little as his fingers brushed through some of his scars, but they were beautiful, they showed how strong he was, how he survived... "So adorable." Derek bit Stiles' cheeks, making the smaller man to moan and shiver, after all, his Alpha just bit him! "Baby, open wide..." Stiles couldn't help but blush when he felt the tongue of his beloved entering his body from behind, it was warm and albeit smaller than Derek's dick, it still felt good and felt even greater when Derek began stroke him slowly, rubbings his thumb on the head of his dick, the most sensitive part. "Alpha, I'm gonna-" It may seem to you that it was too early for Stiles to cum, but Derek was just too good, and their shared link also shared the pleasure and lust they had for each other, Stiles was just very influenced by it. 

"No." Derek's eyes flashed red ss Stiles felt his dick being released from the tight grasp that Derek had, denying him of his sweet release. "You will only cum when I say so." It was definitely a command from his Alpha, so Stiles had to obey, but he wasn't so happy on doing so. Derel kept licking him, tasting him as his wet hole, he wonders if Derek is doing all this just to tease him after he pleaded him not to do. Stiled found himself actively pushing against Derek's tongue as the man growled and bit his ass again, only to hear Stiles moan in shameless response as he begged: "Alpha please..." Derek couldn't help but hear the desperation on Stiles' voice, his wolf slowly coming to the surface as his body began to shift and he had long teeth and red eyes. "Tell me baby, what do you want?" Derek's teasing voice made Stiles whine as his muscles throbbed and shivered with Derek's hot breath against his wet and now empty little hole that he wanted it filled so bad!

"Alpha, please, fuck me!" Stiles threw the sliver of shame he still had away as his voice broke into a big gasp as Derek pushed him down, pined him to the ground as he took the rest of his own clothes he still had on out and stood in there, completely naked, just like the man underneath him. His hand came crashing down on Stiles' little white bubble butt, making it look pink with the slap he gave, Stiles surprisingly moaned rather loudly, making Derek stop on his tracks and slap the other cheek the same way, earning another sharp and rather loud moan from his adorable little mate, who was completely red and embarrassed about his reaction at being spanked by the bigger man. "You like that huh?" Derek asked, more surprised than aroused by Stiles' reaction, who was shaking... Derek could feel and smell the arousal coming off of the tiny body of his mate, but he could also smell the salty, wet scent of tears. 

Derek immediately stopped everything he was doing and took Stiles by his waist, turning hin around and asking: "What is it, baby?" He expected to see Stiles' sad or even angry face, all he saw was Stiles' absolutely bliss snd arousal as he cried, he could feel the happiness from their bond and apparently his doubts were seen on his face because Stiles just smiled st hin and whispered: "Hm... I just realized, i really fell for you huh? I used to hate pain, but I don't mind when its you, no, i like it more when I'm with you and it hurts." Derek couldn't contain the growl that escaped his lips, but Stiles could and did contain Derek's growls with his own lips, the kiss was more than passionate, it was hot, rough, their lips looked like hungry wolves that wanted to devour everything in its ways, teeth bit their lips in a carnal desperation, Derek couldn't help but whine when he saw the red blood dripping from Stiles' lips- where he had bitten him- thinking he hurt his mate. "Kiss me more, bite me more, be rough with me... I like it." The smile Stiles had, with the blood dripping down his lips, through his neck and on his chest was a view Derek never thought he would find hot, and yet, here he is.

"Stiles... Too late to take it back now." Derek's voice was but a growl, his wolf was completely on the surface and Derek liked it, both of them wanted to please their mate, so they would do so. Grabbing Stiles by the waist, Derek ignored his surprised yipp and without a hint of hesitation, pushed his throbbing penis down his gaping asshole, which made Stilws gasp and groan at the sudden intrusion, his heart was beating like crazy, the pain and pleasure he felt as Derek's penis pressed his prostate aggressively, taking the wind right out of his lungs with the strength behind the movement was... So good. Stiles practically fainted when he felt it move back and hit him hard once again, the same aggressiveness, the same wild and powerful way. 

"Argh!" Stiles cried in both pain and pleasure, he didn't know what else but to cry as Derek moved hips with such intensity that he could feel and see Derek and his wolf moving at the same time, it was very sweet and strange to see the ethereal form of the wolf thrusting- It may seem very perverted, but he could see how Derek and his wolf were harmonizing together as the Rut started now. Derek's eyed were glowing red as he moved his hips, Stiles could hear the slapping of their bodies against each other, he could see how it was affecting Derek who kept making pleased noises. Stiled opened his mouth as the lips of his Alpha met his, the sharp teeth of his Beta Shift was clearly felt by Stiles' fragile lips, the rough tongue that pushed down his gaping mouth, rubbing against his own mouth and trading saliva between them. The low growls Derek would make whenever Stiles whimpered when hit in the prostate by Derek's huge dick was... Mesmerizing.

Stiles wanted to feel more.

And feel it he did, when Derek arched back before pushing it down him and cumming inside his little hole, completely filling it with his semen. "Hm... Now I'm curious if you can have puppies..." Derek's voice was still that grunting, husky, sexy deep voice he gets when he is in his Beta Shift, he whispered on Stiles' sensitive ears, making the man shiver as his arousal spiked again. "Well, let's find out."

This time they were on the kitchen of their pack house, Stiles was kneeling in front of Derek as he moved his dick siwn Stiles' sore little throat, its been three days and they only stop to eat and drink and sleep, well, Derek needs those things while Stiles has his magic constantly feeding him, he doesn't need to eat or drink, but he does need to go to sleep. Gagging a little when the dick pulled back, resting on his face, Stiles smiled to Derek who was completely naked as well as he was, his skin was completely clean due to Werewolf regeneration, but Stiles always made sure to mark him all of the time using his magic and willing it to stay longer. Derek had his hand on Stiles' head, pulling his hair as his dick was once again swallowed whole by the welcoming and hungry mouth of his... Stiles' ass is still full of cum, full of Derek's white liquids, a butt plug shoved on his ass to keep the cum there when Derek isn't knotting him, which is something Stiles learned he loved to be knotted by Derek and have him ride on the man's knot, making his gaping hole a gaping crater.

By the time he is done sucking Derek dry for the day, he feels the butt plug slowly leaving his ass and spilling all of the cum that was inside him even on the ground, this made Derek growl at him and say: "Look at all this... Wasted. I guess I'll have to punish you for spilling when i told to to hold it... I'll fill you up again, but if you cum once while I'm filling you up, I'll fuck you in full wolf form." This excited Stiles more than it should've, but he didn't have time to think as Derek took him and placed him on the kitchen table, dick in hand and looking at him with a smirk. "Open wide..." Stiles kept himself from moaning, but the angle was just hitting his prostate aggressively, making Stiles cum so fast he felt ashamed. "I didn't know you want my wolf cock so much..." Derek growled playfully as he pulled Stiles into a hug, dick still inside him, Stiles' legs still wrapped around his waist as he lowered himself to the kitchen floor and laid Stiles there: "Well, i told you, didn't i?"

Stiles gasped when he felt Derek's body shift, the white fur that grew on his body, the teeth that grew, the tail that barely appeared and was already wagging, and the dick- Oh my Gods, the dick- It felt so fucking good, it grew with his wolf body, the looong tongue that licked his face as he moved his waist, pushing the wolf dick further down his body, Stiles couldn't do anything but moan as his body instinctively adjusted to the ravaging, restless, throbbing dick that made him almost faint from so much pleasure- He couldn't cum anymore, he wws sure he was crying, but the knot entered his ass, pushing against his entrance as a thick liquid bursted inside his ass and the howl followed by the bite on his shoulder. The pain of the bite, the pleasure of the cum, the bulging of his stomach as it was filled with thick loads of cum, he couldn't help bur cry as he also cummed.

Or at least he felt the pleasure of cumming, of having an orgasm, but nothing came out. 

He was confused by this, but the wolf did not stop because he knew Stiles was still not full, so he kept going, thrust after thrust, like a bitch in heat Stiles couldn't stop moaning: "Derek! Oh Gods, harder, faste-" but his cries were met with deaf wolf ears as the big bad wolf himself kept fucking him with gusto. He lost time of how many times he felt that rough thrust, but when he came back to himself he and Derek were on the bed, Derek still thrusting him, he was tired so he just laid there almost unconscious, driven mad by the dick his husband- of course he's gonna call him husband after all those thrusts, how could he not call him husband?- so eagerly used to please him, annaly, oraly, damn, he even fucked his thighs, hands, and even feet. He bit and marked every single part of Stiles' body, he was completely covered in Derek's overflowing cum, he smelled just like him.

And he loved it.

When it was the 8th day, one day after his Rut ended, Derek was groggy. He felt a painful throb on his dick, it felt so raw and hot, then he slowly and tiredly opened his eyes and looked at the man below him, Stiles was naked, in fact both were, but Stiles was completely full of bites and hickies, he could see how red and swollen Stiles' ass was, his eyes widened when he saw the claw marks on his Mate's body as well as the bulge he had, still inside his poor wrecked body was Derek's dick- "Ahn..." With a soft moan, Stiles moved his hips and Derek felt a tinge of pain and pleasure on his dick, he used it too much- Then, memories of how many times he fucked Stiles, when he fucked Stiles, where he fucked Stiles, and in which and how many positions he fucked Stiles, and even in which forms he fucked Stiles.

Human, Beta Shift, Alpha Shift, and even Full Wolf. 

He winced when he smelled blood and saw dried blood on the sheets, he whined sadly as Stiles opens his eyes slowly, looking at him. "Mmm... G'day Sweetwolf... Wildwolf, Sexywolf, Roughwolf, Destroyerwolf, Killerwolf, i am just going to keep calling you wolf names until you say something to me." Derek cringed at the smile Stiles gave him, guilt overwhelmed him as he closed his eyes and said:" I'm sorry." 

"Never." Derek opened his eyes and stared at Stiles, who just rolled his eyes at him, saying: "Never apologize for making me feel good. Okay? Never. Unless i ask you to stop, you don't need to stop, because i enjoy whatever you do to me." Derek gulped down as Stiles' stared intently at him, slowly but surely, a smile blossomed on Derek's lips as Stiles touched their foreheads together, saying: "I love you, dear."

"I'm love you too." Derek smiled weakly.

"Now... Get your dick out of me." 

Derek chuckled, and he did so.