Life in a puppy pack (Sterek) (Boyxboy) (completed)

part 20

Hello my purple unicorns!! Sooo... another chappie! I hope you didn't think the last one was too bad... Or this one..  which is waaayyyy too late again -:c Writers block suuuuckss!! well I hope you'll enjoy the chapter anyway!! c:-

chapter 20

At that voice Stiles spun around so fast that if Derek wouldn't have grabbed his arm he would've fallen. When he found his expectations true, he gasped. "Peter" he spat, and said creep smirked at that before stepping closer, which made Derek take a protective stance in front of Stiles and let out a snarl at his uncle, who just let out a derogatory laugh. "I see a lot has changed since the last time I was... Around" he said with an amused look in his eyes. "How the hell are you here? Because I'm pretty sure Derek killed you right" Stiles said with a disgusted look in his eyes. Peter chuckled at that, and Derek growled. "Oh, he killed me perfectly. Can't complain about that. I just had an agreement with Laura that death wasn't really my thing" He smirked, and Stiles felt Derek tense up. "What did you do Peter?" Peter shrugged "Nothing. I've been trying to get back and Laura showed me an oppertunity" he said mysteriously, and Stiles frowned. "What oppertunity?" he asked. "Lydia" Peter said with an 'isn't-it-obvious' look on his face. "I didn't mean to hurt her though. I need a pack nephew, and I'm planning to join yours" he said like he was showing them the oppertunity of the century. Stiles and Derek were practically fuming right now. "You killed my sister, almost killed nearly everyone in my pack and you expect to just stroll in here and everything will be okay?! Fuck the hell off you asshole!" Derek yelled, and Stiles agreed. "Plus you hurt my pups. You scared them and could've killed Lydia. So I expect you to walk away and never ever show your face around here again" he said in a calm but ice cold voice. Still, Peter didn't seem that impressed. "Well, I suppose I could come back later. But could I at least have some clothes?" he smirked with one eyebrow raised, and Stiles was shocked at that before he realised that Peter wasn't wearing any clothes, and was covered in dirt. His pack mom instinct was screaming at him to take Peter home, but he knew he couldn't do that. Peter wasn't pack, he had to remember that. "Go steal something. Or don't. I really don't care anymore Peter" Derek interrupted his thoughts, and Stiles was happy he wasn't the one who had to tell Peter off, even though he was an asshole. "Fine. But it's still uncle Peter for you my dearest nephew" he said with a cold voice. But still, Stiles really couldn't help notice the hurt look on his face when Peter turned and walked away. Stiles really didn't want him to be in the pack, but he still hated to see a person suffer like that. He had to get over it though, the bastard had tried to kill almost every single member of his pack. His thoughts were interrupted again by Derek putting his hand on his back and guiding Stiles into the clinic, where the pups were waiting for them to get inside. When they got into the exam room Scott sniffed the air and looked at them weirdly. "You guys.. There's a scent around you.. It smells off, but kinda familiar" he said confusedly. Stiles and Derek looked at eachother. "Yhat's something we'll have to discuss back home, okay?" Stiles said. They all nodded, and Stiles looked at Deaton. "Can we take Lydia home?" he asked since he didn't know if it was safe for her. "Yes, you can, but you'll have to protect her at all times. She cannot leave the house on her own and can't sleep alone" Deaton answered, and Stiles nodded. "That's okay I guess. Better then if you'd have to stay here or something" he replied. Lydia looked a little pouty, but she still nodded. Stiles knew she didn't like to be told what to do, and that was probably bugging her right now. "Well let's just go home then. It was a damn long day" Derek said, and Stiles looked at the clock, shocked when he saw it was five-thirty pm already. He'd only just woken up when Derek left that same day, and even though at heart he wasn't an early riser taking care of his pups made him one. He guessed he'd just forgotten all about the time with everything happening, but he really should make the pups some dinner, they hadn't eaten the intire day. They walked to the car and Stiles insisted that Deaton had to drive the pups that didn't fit in the porsche home, even though Deaton didn't feel like it and would just drop the pups off and drive away again. Stiles also insisted Lydia was going with him, together with Derek, Boyd and the twins because they were the strongest pack members. When they got home, Stiles was the first one out of the car since he was the only one who never forgot his keys, plus he was a little hyperactive and also on the break of crashing since he hadn't taken his adderal that day. The first half of the day hadn't really mattered, but he was starting to feel  the effects now. He couldn't focus and was both hyperactive and really tired. That might be the reason that his mind didn't really register the triskelion carved into the front door as he swung it open to let the pups in. But again, when Scott got to the door he sniffed in confusion. "It smells weird here as well. Not like what you smelled like earlier, but a little like Deucalion. But the smell is.. It's weaker, in some strange way" He said thoughtfully. Stiles didn't realize it back then, but Scott was really blessed with such a good nose. "Yes, it is quite unfathomable, isn't it?" A familiar voice said behind Stiles, who quickly turned around just to face a now fully dressed Peter for the second time that day, and Jackson, Allison and Scott gasped while Lydia screamed. "Peter.." Scott let out in a scared voice. "Who-who is that?" Isaac asked confused and uncomfortable since his fellow packmates were so scared. "Someone I hoped you'd never meet. Now pups, go inside" Stiles ordered in a stern but slightly shaking voice. "Mom.." Boyd said softly, and Stiles's fear made him angry. "GET INSIDE, NOW!" he yelled, and he heared his pups go inside and slam the door shut. "Was that really neccaseary?" Peter asked in an amused voice and Stiles looked him straight in the eyes. "Yes it was. I want to protect the people I love. Although I don't expect you to understand" Stiles spat, and there it was again. That flash of hurt on Peters face before the sarcastic mask went back on. "Why hello momma, I see a lot has happened when I was gone. But still, I don't think you could really blame me for going after what I want, could you? It is something that makes complete sense I think. And right now, I want to be in this pack" He smirked, and Stiles almost growled, which said something since he was still very much human. Derek did growl though. "I- we don't care what you think. You may be family Peter, but you're not pack" He said, and Peter sighed and looked both Stiles and Derek in the eyes before replying. "We need eachother nephew. I'm physically weak, and need a pack. You need a way to eliminate Deucalion, because judging from the triskelion at your door you're not doing such a good job at that" He said, gesturing to the mark, carved deep into the wood. Dereks eyes flashed red, and Stiles was seriously worried his mate was going to kill Peter. Not that he didn't want him dead, but still, he knew Derek would regret it later. "We need nothing from you" Stiles said, and he grabbed Dereks hand. He squeezed it softly to calm Derek down a bit, and even though it didn't seem to work all that much he noticed Derek took a deep breath, trying to keep it together. "Stiles, may I talk to him alone for a minute?" Derek asked with tension in his voice, and Stiles looked at him in confusion. "But babe, why.." He started. "Please Stiles, I just need some things cleared up" Derek interrupted, and when Stiles gave him a dubious look Derek sighed. "I won't kill him. Promise" at that Stiles nodded and went inside where his pups were eagerly waiting for news. Judging from the looks on the faces of his newer pups he could see that the others had informed them about Peter, and Isaacs first question when he came in confirmed that. "Mom, did you really set him on fire and slash his throat? Then how is he here?" The pup asked confusedly, and Stiles sighed. Why couldn't Scott just keep his big mouth shut? "We don't know yet pup, and even though he isn't a threat right now I want all of you to stay away from him, understood?" He said sternly. They all nodded, but some of them still looked confused. "But how do you know him?" Erica asked, and Stiles realised he'd have to tell the whole story, from when Scott got bitten by Peter to today, he had to tell them everything he knew. "Well, you have to know Peter is Dereks uncle. But that's not where this starts. This all started two years ago, when I got a very stupid idea...."