Magic and Mates

Lion? What Lion?

Honestly. Nobody ever tells Stiles anything, he should be surprised, but by now, he isn't.

"Nonsense," Titus smirks, "They can't be true mates. True mates rarely meet, plus, it's even more rare for them to be two supernatural creatures" He points out, eyes flashing red dangerously.

"So? Just because it's rare, doesn't mean it's impossible" Luna smirks, her eyes glinting mischievously. Yeah, Stiles will definitely like being friends with her.

Titus growls, Blaine quickly joins in the growling. They both crouch in attacking positions.

"Really?" Stiles asks, slightly surprised, his eyes brows raised. "You're actually stupid enough to attack even when you're outnumbered and clearly, very beaten?" He asks.

Titus grins, his teeth dripping with blood. Stiles shivers at the sight, ew, ew, gross, ew.

"Oh we're not going to...attack, per say" The alpha cackles, rolling his shoulders. "We're just going to leave a little present, is all"

Derek growls and steps forward, his wounds still bleeding. "Don't you dare" Derek snarls, sniffing the air lightly.

Blaine just snickers and slips his hand into his back pocket, as if searching for something. That, or doing something really gross.
"Move, and I'll send this arrow through your skull!" Allison shouts, aiming her bow and arrow at Blaine.

"I wouldn't do that" Titus hums calmly, too calmly.

Stiles narrows his eyes, there was definitely something wrong, they were scared just a few minutes ago. What has them feeling so high and mighty this time?

"When you first scented us Derek, what did you find?" Titus asks.

"Now, really isn't the time for conversation" Scott interjects, Titus shoots him an annoyed look.

"Alphas" Derek snarls, ignoring Scott's interruption, "I smelled Alphas"

"Yes, but that isn't all your found out, is it? What were the animals scented?" Titus laughs.

"Wolves and..." Derek growls, confused at first before paling slightly, his brows furrow. That wasn't a good sign. In Stiles's book, if it's slightly centered then Derek is just slightly angry, if it's centered with eyes glowing, he is very angry, If it's centered, eyes glowing and fangs and claws present.... Which, in this case, it is...Then it was bad. Very bad.

"And what? Derek? What else did you scent?" Scott turns to Derek, eyes wide and scared.

Isaac cringes, he hated that smell. The smell of fear, anger...blood. That was the first thing he smelled when he was turned, it made him angry, agitated... now add that with the smell being on Scott? That anger and agitation in him just doubled. He didn't want Scott to smell that way, that was an unusual smell on the usually smiling and happy puppy-eyed boy he hung around with.

"A Lion" Derek snaps, eyes flashing. "I smelled a Lion"

Isaac, Scott, Stiles, Tobias, Allison, Jackson, and Lydia all widen their eyes, small gasps escaping some of their mouths. A terrified squeak escaping one of them (it was totally not Stiles, yep, was just a random person covered in moles).

"Very good, yes. A Lion shifter, and we," Titus gestures at Blaine and himself, "Are just wolves, are we not? Hayley, was just a wolf as well... now the question is...?"

"Where....is the lion?" Scott whispers, his eyes widening in realization, his face paling.

"No" Stiles suddenly blurts out, tightening his fists. The entire group turn to look at him and he clears his throat, repeating what he said before straightening up, "No, that is not the question now. The question is not, 'where is the lion?' the question is, how can we get rid of these wolves before the lion arrives"

Lydia hums before nodding, "I agree with the, what did they call you? Sparkle?"

"It's Wildfire, thanks" Stiles squips, a smirk on his face, Jackson rolls his eyes.

"Stop it" Derek says sternly before nodding in agreement to Stiles's words. "Stiles is right, we need to get rid of the wolves first before the Lion gets here"

"Yeah, how do we do that?" Jackson hisses.

"Hello? Idiots?" Luna calls down, "I can hear you from here, which means 'the wolves' can hear you too. Much, much better than I can"

Titus smirks and tilts his head, "Smart, but I'm afraid your time has run out"

They all jerk their head to look at him, frowns decorating all their faces.

"What do you-" Stiles starts to say before he feels something sharp prick the back of his neck. His hand quickly goes up to touch his neck. His arm was heavy, starting to get numb. A dart, he realized, seeing it on the ground. "Shit" he blurts out before his vision goes blurry and he falls to the ground.

"STILES!!!" The pack calls out as their pack member hits the ground.

[Thank you so much for reading! Your support means so much and every comment I see inspires me to write more! Again, thank you and I'm so sorry that it is taking so long to update!]