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When a triskelion appears on Stiles' skin one day, he's perplexed to find out that it means he's destined to be an emissary, but not just any emissary, the emissary of the alpha who's mark he bears, Derek Hale. The only problem is, he hardly knows the guy and doesn't trust him. Stiles keeps the mark a secret, hoping to prevent the inevitable. Meanwhile Derek is fighting a battle he can't hope to win and finds himself being drawn to the spastic human that reminds him too much of a past he'd rather forget. This is a rewrite of the one shot I wrote 'Triskelion'

Stiles. The human of the group. Sometimes a target. Okay, a target a lot of the time. And in this story, this is no different. What starts off as something Stiles thought was mildly bugging him turned out to be something much different. How does he handle Scott suddenly turning on him? How does he handle being forced out of the pack? And how does he feel when he unlocks something he had subconsciously been keeping sheltered for the majority of his life? And how does he handle when romance plays it's cards right into his hands?