The Packlife

Chapter Ten

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Warning: Smut near the midway point of the chapter!

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Later that day...

When Stiles had gotten home with the pack that day after being kidnapped, the first thing he did was go up to his room in the loft and take a shower. Braden and Aaron weren't happy about him being away from them for any longer, but Stiles needed to wash off any scent left from Donovan being all over him as he could see that it was slowly working it's way under Aiden's skin. He also hadn't had the chance to shower since he was taken, and not only wanted to get clean—but wanted to be able to appreciate the warm water flowing down his body. Aiden and the girl were downstairs preparing something for lunch while they looked after the pups as well. He scrubbed his skin gently as he moaned out softly—feeling the most comfortable he had the past two days.

When the Omega has started to feel like he was overheating from the water, he stepped out of the shower before drying off with a soft towel. He brushed his teeth, washed his face and dried his hair before throwing on some clothes and heading downstairs. Stiles sniffed the air and noticed that he must've still been feeling some of the affects of the wolfsbane when he could only hear a bit of light chatter downstairs and just barley smell cooking food. Stiles yawned as he stumbled down the stairs in one of Scott's shirt and Derek's sweats—he usually wore the pack's clothes but especially now that most of them were away. He headed towards the kitchen and caught two familiar—family—scents as he hit the room. Before he could even say anything, he caught the sight of his dad and Melissa sitting at the table with the pack. Melissa had Braden in her lap while Aaron was in Erica's lap. The Sheriff instantly jumped out of his seat at the sight and sound of Stiles entering the room, and pulled his son into his arms—pulling Stiles in tightly.

"Dad." Stiles whispered as he melted into the comforting grip of his dad's arms.

"Stiles, you had me worried sick." He said, arms constricting around his son even tighter if possible. Stiles wolf was purring in his head at finally being with his dad again. Stiles hadn't had much time to be with his dad and Melissa lately, but made sure to keep up with them via calls/texts. His wolf missed both of his parents—Melissa being his second mom—just as much as he did, and was extremely happy to be in his father's arms for the first time in a while.

"I guess I'm still doing my job then." The Omega joked as his dad eased out of the hug before glaring at the young adult and smacking him on the back of the head, shocking Stiles.

"Hey!" Stiles yelped as his dad and the pack chucked and smirked—Melissa sporting her own smile laced with amusement.

"I missed you son." The Sheriff said fondly before taking a seat back at the table, Stiles following behind him.

"I missed you too." He said with a small smile as he walked towards Melissa, leaning down and giving her a hug—her squeezing him tight.

"Oh I knew when Scott said he and the other had to go out of town, that something bad would happen." She said with a frustrated shake of her head.

"Well everyone's alright now. Plus, the boys are going to be coming back in a few days." Stiles reassured her as she gave him a small smile in response.

"Yeah, how many days exactly?" Kira asked as she took a drink of water.

"They should be telling us that when they call us tonight. It really depends how quickly they can deal with the enemy pack. We all know they'll be on the first flight home as soon as they're dealt with." Aiden said as everyone nodding in agreement—there was no way the boys would be waiting around in another city after what happened with Stiles.