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    “I apologize.” The cop finally looked back up at his face, seeming thrilled. “It’s just—it’s been so long. And we finally have you.”

    That was a bad word. Not found.

    Have.

    Stiles wrenched his hand free and took a step back, but before he could even think up a gameplan, he felt a prick in his neck and jerked away, reaching up to slap one hand against it and twisting in the same moment.

    One of the others had come up behind him while he hadn’t been paying attention, and his vision began to swim even as his eyes caught sight of the half-empty syringe the guy was holding.

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    13 Apr 2020

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    The longest. Mute Derek and spark

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    Derek thinks that the mating rituals are overly romanticized bullshit, but claiming a mate and defending them from challengers is something werewolves do, and his pack can't afford to appear weak after the fire. Especially not when Deucalion and his friends are in town for the rituals. Enter Stiles Stilinski, who offers to let Derek claim him so he won't be overrun at the ceremonies. Nothing goes as expected.

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    11 Feb 2020

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    Derek is seventeen, Stiles is thirteen, they're stepbrothers, things happen....

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    10 Jan 2020

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    “What happened? Where are you? What’s that sound?”

    Derek jumped, having momentarily forgotten Scott was on the phone with him because Stiles had started moving. He’d stalked over to the other side of the cave, still eying Derek warily and growling, then settled protectively over a mass of clothes, leaves and animal innards. It was probably where he was sleeping.

    Lovely. No wonder he smelled like death.

    “Stiles,” Derek said, answering Scott’s question. Or, one of them, at least.

    “Stiles? What do you—Stiles is making that noise?”

    “Yes.”

    “Why?”

    “How fast do you think you can make it to the south lot of the Preserve?”

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    30 Dec 2019

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    Feral stiles !!!

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    The sheriff watched him for a moment, then he sighed and turned slightly. He reached out to open a cabinet door beside him, and pulled out a shelf. It was on a track, so it rolled out of the cabinet fairly easily, and held a small CCTV. Derek frowned and inched his chair to the side a little bit so he could get a better angle.

    He was looking at a teenager, or someone at least young enough to be the same age as Scott. He was sitting on a bed in what looked to be a larger room, the area he was in surrounded by four glass walls, with his legs crossed and head tilted.

    He was also staring directly into the camera, as if he knew someone was watching. A creepy smile slowly slid onto the teen’s face, and he held up one hand, wiggling his fingers in a slow, eery wave.

    Derek felt his mouth run dry. He didn’t know who this kid was, but he didn’t like him.

    “Who is that?” he asked quietly.

    “That,” said the sheriff, “is my son.”

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    29 Dec 2019