The Fox and the Hound [Steter]
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  • Reads 2,096
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  • Parts 1
  • Time <5 mins
Complete, First published Jul 01, 2020
Mature
(NO TRANSLATIONS)

Werefoxes were about as rare as banshees. The only difference between the two was that they were stuck between a being killed by hunters, or being abducted by the ESB. Peter heard stories about the group.
For animals, they were incredible in bringing them back from extinction. But somehow, they found out about the supernatural, and dipped their greedy hands in.
They dealt with breeding, ecological and genetic research. Their latest hyperfixation were werefoxes. The species had never been a big group, they kept to themselves and blended in to their surroundings.
'Foxes were being hunted on both sides, and in most cases the hunters found them first. Peter wouldnt be surprised if Stiles was the only 'fox this side of the country.
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(NO TRANSLATIONS) Derek has heard stories about the Spark -ghe kind of stories that would have his younger self cowering under the blankets. The kind of stories that had Derek stick close to the pack. But when Derek is in trouble, and the pack isnt around, Derek finds himself in the care of said Spark, and he finds out fairly quickly that he's not all he seems to be. Stiles, he finds out, isn't a villain at all. Derek's only heard one side of the story for four years, and now it's time for him to hear the other side from his mate. *-* "Pretty little wolf," he hummed, stepping closer and kneeling beside Derek. Even in his death fogged brain, he recognized the words spoken. The words that were tattooed along his hip bone. The man reached a hand out, long bony fingers brushing against Derek's jaw. That's when recognition dawned on him. He knew this boy -not personally, but he'd seen pictures. This was the Spark. The one Scott had warned him about since Derek had returned to Beacon Hills four years ago. His mate. "Fuck me," Derek gasped out, dropping his head on the step. "Let's get you better, first, shall we, Puppy?" The Spark hummed.