The werewolf Argent. Teen Wolf

Lycan's are pretty brutal

Shauna felt her ears twitching and her eyes glowing purple, she shook her head before looking over at Derek as he walked into the room with his eyes glowing red. "Not possible." Derek said, as he looked as the two siblings as the rest of his pack including Issac walked into the room. "What is going on?" Issac asked Derek wondering what he meant and what was going on.

"We're being summoned, but not by a alpha werewolf. At least not a normal one, his roar is more of a calling." Derek said, as his eyes stopped glowing along with his claws retracting back to normal. "It sounds like a pack calling. A lycan usually only makes that type of calling, to summon his pack and mate. Which is why all of your eyes are glowing. He's calling you."

"So your saying, that there's a werewolf stronger then ones like Derek and Scott? How is this even possible? I thought there was usually only one time of werewolves, not two." Stiles said, now extremely confused as to how or why a werewolf would be able to do that. It made him curious yet worried, that they had to do something about it.

"There usually is only one type of werewolf, but this type usually is rare to see. They were known as lycans." Deaton pulled out his books on them, letting the pack look at them but all of them seemed surprised except for Shauna. Which Deaton knew why, and the others were soon about to find out.

"Lycans are a mix between human and werewolf. Usually born to a werewolf human mother and a werewolf father, the cause of this breed of werewolf is unknown but it is highly smart and highly dangerous. They are able to somehow call all werewolves in a ten mile radius, causing ones that hear its call to become triggered into their wolf forms. The call with only attract the wolves mate and pack, along with any family members of their family remaining." Stiles read out loud, making everyone go quiet and making Derek know exactly what was going on.

"That kind of wolf can be quite dangerous if left untrained. We need to find it and figure out why it called us. I don't remember of knowing any lycan like that." Derek said, not to sure who would call them or want to get their attention accept Shauna knew who exactly it was. "That's because he wasn't a lycan, nor is he. The wolf that called us is James and I think he's in trouble.

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Gerard smirked watching James roar, he soon started to wonder what he was actually capable of. "Alright big guy, let's see what your made of. Fire, but not with wolves bane. I don't wanna kill him, I wanna see what he's made of." He stood there watching the hunters fire at James, who was blocking all of the shots with his left arm. Before unblocking them and snarling at the hunters, leaving Gerard to watching James as he swatted some hunters away, scratching them badly without even trying due to his wolf form being in control.

"Unbelievable." Gerard said, watching his grandson whom after taking out half of his hunters, looked at him with narrowed eyes and snarled, before disappearing after breaking through the ceiling. Leaving a howl in his awake, as he ran and ran off towards the animal clinic.

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Chris and Alison, we're on their way to where Gerard worked with the hunters. Chris looked around seeing the place empty, accept for the hole in the ceiling along with hunter unconscious and bleeding. "He was here wasn't he?" Chris heard Alison ask him, making him turn to look up at the hole. "He was, but it looks like he managed to escape. We have to find him, before they do." Chris was four I find his son, before his dad and the hunters did. He wanted this hunt for his son to come to a end, with James being able to live his life not being pursued like this.

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James was running off towards the clinic, when he heard a howling that made him shake his head. As he ran speeding up, even faster not sure how that howl was messing with him but he somehow had heard it before. "Son." He stopped running hearing a familiar voice say son, causing him to twitch his ears listening to the quietness and the sound of another wolf growing close by.

James soon saw a woman stepping out of the shadows, allowing him to see who she was and his expression softened, it was his mother. He looked at her titling his head, as he leaned down on all fours to look her in the eyes. Feeling her gently, sit a hand on his giant wolf cheek while looking into his eyes. "My beautiful baby boy. What have they done to you." She said sadly yet quietly, seeing that he most definitely shouldn't be acting like this especially with him being a born werewolf with control, over his wolf side.

"My precious James. My son." His mom was in awe to see her son shifted, yet worried and sad because he didn't look like her wolf form did. He definitely had become a hybrid mix, she just wasn't sure how or why, but she was going to find out.