"Stiles, were you dating another werewolf behind my back?!" Stiles did not squeal like a girl in a horror movie... but he did almost bashed Derek's head with his bat if it weren't for the werewolf super reflexes. ** Or the one where someone left a baby crying in Stiles' house and everything sort of falls into place... Sort of.

Stiles Stilinski liked to think he was a rational human being; but for some reason, Derek Hale makes him think otherwise. Derek Hale liked to think that he was always in control until he met Stiles.

"Stop calling me 'Boss' or 'Prince' or whatever the hell you want to call me! I am not going to be a part of some underground organization that probably involves selling other human beings or killing other people. Stop following me or I will call the cops! LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" Meet Stiles Stilinski. He's an ordinary seventeen-year-old who was born and raised in a small town in California called Beacon Hills. He's three months away from graduating high school and his Dad just told him that his Grandfather on his Mom's side of the family wants him to take over the "family business". Newsflash, he doesn't want it. "You're the ONLY heir, Genim Stilinski! I will bring you back to New York with me and I don't even have to worry about your Dad because he already told me to use whatever means necessary to get you to agree with me. I. WILL. NOT. LEAVE. YOU. ALONE!" Meet Derek Hale. He's the head of security of Stiles' new protection detail. He was hired by Stiles' grandfather to bring the boy back to New York and take over the "family business". Newsflash, Derek doesn't know how to give up.