Prince of Wolves

Chapter 1

The Hale Kingdom

"Where is he?!" were the only words that could be heard throughout the Hale castle on the morning of June 15th. A furious Prince Theo being the cause of the ruckus at the ungodly hour.

"Morning Prince Theo" said a simple servant as Theo passed by. Theo stopped in his tracks turning on his heels and facing the girl.

"You."

"Yes?"

"I've seen you with him before. Would you happen to know where he is?" The girl could tell that Theo was trying to be polite and she found that kind of amusing.

"I believe I saw him go down that way, sir." She pointed down the hallway that only had one door at the end. Theo didn't want to believe that he was down there. His own servant wouldn't betray him like that. Would he?

Theo marched down the hallway until he reached the door. He stopped and began using his hypersensitive hearing to hear not just one heart beat, but two. Theo flung the door open and saw a sight that he didn't need to see nor did he want to see.

Stiles, his servant, was laying underneath Prince Derek who was hovering above him using his arms to hold him up. Their faces were red and they were out of breath, both of them fully clothed which Theo was thankful for.

Derek looked at the door annoyed at who had entered in on their make-out session only to see Theo standing in the doorway. Derek wasn't scared for himself, he was scared for Stiles, Theo was known to be ruthless. Especially when love was involved and from what Derek could tell: Theo had a thing for Stiles.

"Morning, Prince Theo." Stiles stated, his voice shaky and his head lowered, not wanting to make eye contact with the furious prince. Derek got up from the awkward position and began walking towards Theo.

Theo narrowed his eyes and clenched his teeth not wanting to yell at Stiles, his voice was already sore. "What do you think your doing?" He asked Stiles looking around Derek in order to see his servants face.

"I was just... I..."

"It was my fault Theo."

"And how Derek is this your fault may I ask? Because, from the way I see it the servants are always at fault. Or at least that's what Peter has said. May I presume your last statement to be a testify against the law."

"No."

"In order for this to have been your fault you would have had to summon him with your own servant. Whom I have not seen this morning. So, did you summon Stiles in here?"

"No, But I-"

"Would you like me to call Scott for conformation on if he entered my room this morning to summon Stiles; because, if he did he disobeyed rule number one: always ask the personal's servants Prince. Is that right?"

"Yes that is correct."

"So, how Derek may I ask. Is this your fault in anyway shape or form. When how I see this as just my servant disobeying orders."

"Because, I was the one who started all of this." Theo was taken aback not knowing this had been going on for a while, but he didn't let his shock show.

"I pulled Stiles in here about 7 months ago and forced myself upon him. He was only following another rule: always obey royalty no matter what. Then that one time fling turned into a common thing. Honestly I'm surprised you hadn't figured it out until now." Theo was not amused at all by Derek's attempt at humor. "This has only been going on for a little while, but I love him, Theo. And he loves me too."