FAMILY TIES [STEREK and DESTIEL] [boyxboy]

• Chapter 9 •

The three gaped at the scene before them.

Erica was pinned against a tree, under Dean's arm with a knife to her throat. Boyd was snarling with both clawed hands around Deans  neck, ready to rip his head off if he even moved an inch. Derek held Sam by his shirt collar against a boulder while Sam had his gun against Cora's head. Jackson and Isaac were growling behind Derek and Scott was poised behind Dean, ready to attack.

"Stop!" Stiles shouted, running to them as fast as he could and flailing his hands, feeling Cas and the Sheriff at his heels.

"Stiles?!" Sam exclaimed, confused.

"Put your weapons down!" He shouted at his cousins. Both looked at each other with uncertainty.

"Now!" He screamed.

Sam hesitantly lowered his gun and dropped it, Dean following suit with his knife.

No one moved an inch.

"Stiles who the hell are these guys?" Derek growled, still holding Sam by the shirt collar.

"My cousins!"

"Wai- Your cousins?!" Derek dropped Sam and shifted back, looking at his mate in shock. "But they're hunters!"

"So I've figured out twenty minutes ago." He sighed, wiping sweat off of his brow.

Scott, Isaac and Jackson shifted back to human, they peered closely at Sam, distrusting.

Erica was given a hand by Derek, who lifted her from the floor and checked her for injuries. Her heel had already healed but Derek needed to be sure.

Cora poked Boyd in the ribs, trying to get his attention. He still was shifted with his clawed hands around Deans neck, teeth bared in anger.

Dean gulped a little, Boyd was making it hard for him to breathe.

"Boyd you can let go now..." Cora poked him again, he growled in retaliation and strengthened his grip on the hunters neck.

"Ah!" Dean wheezed as Boyd squeezed his jugular "Someone get him off me!"

"Boyd." Isaac spoke as he touched his shoulder gently, "Put him down."

Boyd rumbled in protest, still not putting him down.

Stiles grumbled and marched up to the beta. "Boyd. Stop choking my cousin!" He barked, Vernon whined and looked at Stiles questioningly.

Stiles glared at him. "NOW!" he snarled.

The beta whined and let go of Dean quickly, looking down in shame and shifting back into his human form. Erica walked over and nuzzled his cheek to assure him she was okay.

Dean got up and rubbed his neck, giving Boyd a dirty look and casting a questioning glance at Stiles. "What was that all about?"

Stiles narrowed his eyes. "You hurt his mate, you are lucky he didn't kill you."

Stiles felt eyes on him, he looked up questioningly as his eyes met the Alphas.

He realised he was wearing Derek's shirt, both of their scents mingling with each others and the pull of the full moon making him practically edible in Derek's eyes.

He smiled shyly, Derek flashing his eyes in response, no doubt undressing him in his mind.

The Sheriff, being silent until now, spoke up. "Okay. Seems like we all have a little explaining to do-" he cast a weary glance at his step-nephews "- but here is not the place, everyone go to my house and call Argent, Allison and Lydia to go there as well."