When Stiles woke up he was laying in what seemed like a valt of sorts, he bets its the alpha pack that have him. He could hear growls and voices from outside but couldn't make out what the people were saying. Stiles sat up and strained to hear what was going on.
"-is he here?!" A voice shouted "you already have us you don't need anyone else!" It was a females voice, and it seemed like they were talking about him.
A male voice answered this time,
"Hmm, yes i do not need anyone else as bait but, well my pack isn't exactly the smartest one in the world"
Stiles' eyes widened at what the voice could be implying, they want him in their pack? Why would they want to do that?
The deep males voice cleared his throat and spoke again "anyway, gotta cut this short guys, our guest has woke"
There was the sound of snarling and a door shuting and the snarling shut off. Footsteps could be heard walking towards where he was, the valt opened and the man that was standing there was not who he imagined him to be.
The man was slim but lean, he had sunglasses on which didn't make sense untill Stiles saw his walking stick, he was blind.
"Hello Stiles" he said,
Stiles swallowed slightly and spoke,
"Why am I here?"
The man smiled slyly "you're very to the point Stiles, anyway my name is Deucalion and I'm the leader of the alpha pack, as you may have guessed. As for why you're here, well"
Deucalion had a visious look on his face as he continued speaking,
"My pack has, so far, that is, been about strength, not much brain power, I thought it was about time I changed that"
Stiles' laugh was nervous and higher than normal "what does that have to do with me huh?"
Stiles hac an idea but he wanted to be in denial a little longer about what Deucalion was probably planing.
"Now Stiles that has everything to do with you. You see I've heard you're quite the brain box, that you were the one who figured out Scott McCall was a werewolf"
It creeped Stiles out at the fact Deucalion knew about all this stuff, it must have shown on his face because Deucalion chuckled sligtly.
"Things spread between packs Stiles, you didn't think that news about a bunch of teenage werewolfs teamed up with hunters and took down a kanima?"
Stiles hadn't really thought about that "that still doesn't my question Duke, I can call you Duke right?"
"No, and I think you know why you're here, you just don't wanna admit it"
"If you bit me I'd be a beta, and an alpha pack doesn't need a beta"
Deucalion hummed "well there is a alpha you can kill, if he doesn't join us"
Stiles shook his head "I wouldn't kill Derek, and who's to say that I will stay here huh? I could just leave"
"That is where you are wrong, as your alpha I can order you to stay"
Deucalion stepped towards Stiles even though he couldn't see his eyes, Stiles was sure they were red behind the glassess. Deucalion adavnced while Stiles backed up, the alpha tutted,
"Come now Stiles, you know this is inevitable, so be a man or I'll kill the pretty little betas I have, what are their names? Erica? Boyd?"
Stiles froze Erica and Boyd had been missing for a while now, and then Stiles found out he held wether they get killed or not. Stiles swallowed,
"If you let them go back to Derek fine"
"Deal" Deucalion quickly replied smirking lightly.
Stiles felt like he'd just signed a deal with the devil.
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Stiles watched as the alpha pack hearded Erica and Boyd out, Stiles stood beside Deucalion with his eyebrows pinched, Erica was struggling against the twins, Ethan and Aiden shouting.
"Stiles you can't let them! No! Get off me!"
Stiles wanted to go over and confort her, but Deucalions hand on his elbow kept him in place.
Boyd wasn't saying anything but you could see in his face that he as worried but unlike Erica he was going with Kali and Ennis peacfuly. Deucalions grip on his elbow tightened and he spoke,
"Now now children, Stiles has willingly agreed to stay in exchange for your freedom, you should be grateful"
At the end of Deucalions speech Erica had tears streaming down her face and Boyds eyebrows were pinched together. Soon the betas were out of sight and Deucalion dragged Stiles along into a serperate room, the alpha let Stiles' elbow go in favour of holding his right shoulder.
Deucalion smirked at Stiles and pulled him closer, Stiles grimaced and tried to pull away, Deucalion tutted and gripped tighter,
"Calm down Stiles, you agreed after all"
"Just do it" Stiles snapped,
Deucalion shrugged "gladly"
The bite its self didn't hurt much, it was the werewolf venom that did. Stiles' veins were consumed by fire, Stiles staggered cluching his forearm, his vision blured, his ears were ringing, Stiles thought that his body was fighting the bite for a moment, until Deucalion spoke,
"Don't worry, the bite will not kill you, it hurts much more than a normal alpha bite because of my status as the alpha of alphas"
Stiles' breathing was becoming uneaven and shaky, his vision was darkening. Stiles fell onto his hands and knees, struggling to stay consious. Finaly unconssiousness over took Stiles and he fell into a deep sleep.
