“Stiles Stilinski you have some explaining to do!” The sheriff said knocking on the door.
Stiles jolted awake and looked around only to see Derek gone, Stiles exhaled.
The doorknob turned, “Don’t come in, I am indecent.” Stiles said quickly.
The knob stopped, “Get dress and get in the kitchen you got some explaining to do!” the Sheriff snapped and walked downstairs.
“What now,” Stiles whispered and got dress slowly, he was still weak but could manage to walk downstairs.
“Yeah dad?” Stiles asked innocently.
“What did you do?” the Sheriff asked stirring his coffee slowly.
“Nothing why?”
“If you did nothing then how come your father called all frantic asking how you were, and he claimed that he felt you get injured severely? On top of that why do I smell the quick heal potion?”
“Ugh I forgot the connection was there. Alexander is back this time he is alpha and he threatening me. Last night we had a show down and well… it was a tie so to speak.”
“GENIM STILES STILINSKI!!! What were you thinking!!!??? You cannot fight an alpha on your own, so what you are a half a werewolf you are still weak against a regular werewolf. Its more than one regular werewolf to take down an alpha and you think you can do it! Have you lost all your senses!?!” Sheriff shouted.
“He attacked and turned Scott, he has broken not only that golden rule but he also invaded another pack territory without their knowledge or consent. It is my duty to fix the problem.”
“By fix you mean execute,” the Sheriff said with an undertone of anger.
“I am half werewolf; I follow their laws just as I follow the human ones. This has to be, if I don’t innocent lives are at stake. Scott was the first to fell, if I hadn’t handed him over to the Hales for proper guidance he would have either kill or be killed.”
Sheriff sighed, “Let me know when are going to be the “Sheriff” of the supernatural next time. I’m surprised that the Hales didn’t do anything.”
“They know that there is a rouge alpha wondering around but they don’t know the true story yet.” Stiles explained getting up to fix himself something to eat. “I was gonna tell them but they have a reunion coming up.”
There was knock on the door. “That’s probably your father right now.”
Stiles walked to the front door and opened it and sure enough his father was standing there, The alpha of the entire Argentum Ungue pack, Xavier Argentum Ungue.
A tall man with broad shoulders, big arms, short blonde hair his eyes covered by sunglasses.
“Father,” Stiles said with a small smile. “Please come in.”
“Stiles, are you alright?” He said embracing his son.
“I’m fine, thanks to Aunt Martin potions,” Stiles said with a smile.
The sheriff walked in and smiled, “Hello Xavier.”
“John,” Xavier said and went to hug him and John returned the embrace. “It’s been awhile.”
“Yes it has.” John replied.
Stiles crept up the stairs, “Don’t think you can get away that quickly get you butt back down here and tell me what happened.”
Stiles groaned and walked back downstairs to retell the story he told to his other dad, John.
After the story, Xavier growled, “Alexander Gishim, not only did he get you in trouble but he is hunting you now?”
