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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      F/F, F/M, M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Stiles_Stilinski, Derek_Hale, Deucalion_(Teen_Wolf), Alan_Deaton, Isaac
      Lahey, Erica_Reyes, Vernon_Boyd, Liam_Dunbar, Lydia_Martin, Kira
      Yukimura, Scott_McCall, Malia_Tate, Peter_Hale, Jackson_Whittemore,
      Gerard_Argent, Chris_Argent
  Additional Tags:
      Prostitute_Stiles, Forced_Prostitution, Kidnapped_Stiles, Universe
      Alteration, Werefox_Stiles, Hitman_Derek, loving_pack_dad_Derek, Mental
      Health_Issues, Mpreg
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-30 Updated: 2015-04-14 Chapters: 2/? Words: 4346
****** Up date: Trouble ******
by Kindred
Summary
     Derek is hired to kill a street walker, but with just looking at the
     photo of the fox he knew he was going to take him home.
     Stiles was kidnapped at the age of 7 by Gerard and when the over
     grown lizard didn't want him he sold him to a Pimp in Alpha City
     called the Demon Wolf.
Notes
     it's an update for the time being, I have way to many fic's still on
     going and it's driving me insane.
     an how enjoy
     ....Love Kindred x-x-x
***** Two sides of the same Coin *****
There was no face to face, just a yellow envelope pushed under his door. One of
the pups picked it up and took his to his room and knocked on the door “Papa
wolf there’s a yellow one here for you.” The blonde girl said. She only waited
a few moments before the door open, a tall dark haired man stood there in
nothing but some jogging bottoms. The blonde girl grinned at the man before
handed him the envelope “You shouldn’t tease a girl.”
“You shouldn’t be looking.” The man replied to her as he opens it
“Who is the poor soul?” She asked leaning against the door, she saw the frown
on her alpha’s face which mean’s one of two things one it’s a hard mark or two
it’s a kid.
“Argents want some poor kid dead.” He said as he looked at the photo “He’s
street walker for the Demon wolf.” The blonde girl looked around the hall away
before looking back at her alpha
“Isaac use to work for him.” She whispered, Derek nodded, he knew all too well
about his pups pasted. Isaac was sold to the Demon wolf a pimp in the alpha
town, there was Erica her illness was destroying her life and Derek took her in
when her mother couldn’t look after her then there was Boyd he was quiet rarely
talked and thick as thieves with Erica, he was homeless when Derek’s uncle
brought him home. Scott and Jackson came to him at the same time, Sheriff
Parrish dropped both boys off at his as it become known that Derek saved lost
causes.
There as Malia his cousin and a Coyote so she had trouble with wolves, she
spent most of her childhood out in the woods before Peter found her. Kira
Scott’s fox girlfriend both of her parents are alive but she had no idea where
they are. Lydia not a were of anything but a rare breed a mix of Banshee and
Witch the poor girl was one step away from ended up in the loony pin if it
wasn’t for Derek and Peter helping her and finely there is Liam he is younger
than the others and took a shine to Scott and Kira. The boy lost his lost his
family in the attack at the hospital.
“Do you want to see if Isaac knows him?” Erica asked, Derek looked up at her as
he put the photo and the details away before shaking his head
“Yeah I do.” The blonde girl walked off to find Isaac as Derek look back at the
phot he saw a beautiful boy who should smile more. It was a black and white
photo and couldn’t tell what colour his eyes were but he knew they would be
warm and bright despite what he’s been though.
“You wanted to talk to me?” Came the soft voice, the curly haired pup stood
there wearing one of his favourite jumper, it was the first thing Derek got him
when he brought him home and the young wolf would been scene in it most of the
time.
“Yeah… I was giving a hit this morning but before I take it I want to know if
you know him and is he worth it.”
Isaac took the photo and looked down at the boy he frowned at him and looked up
at him “His name is Stiles. His Father was the Sheriff here before he was
gunned down.”
“Wait Stilinski as in the fox family?” Derek asked looking wide eyed at him
“The sheriff died 11 years ago the boy must have been 6…7? How do you remember
him?” The blonde smiled weakly and looked up at him
“He was best friends with Scott… but I remember him at the Demon wolf’s place.
He was brought in by some men he was tied up and was fighting the rope…he was
stuck in a shift I think he was trying to escape and they shocked him.” Derek
nodded “I don’t know anything after that you picked me up the next day.” The
alpha wolf pulled Isaac into his arms and kissed the top of his head
“Is he worth the mark?”
“No.”
He head to Alpha City to find Stiles, he still didn’t know if he should kill
the boy he didn’t want to this kid was part of his town. Finding him wasn’t
hard he stuck out like a sore thumb he stood there wearing tight black jeans
and a tight black shirt it was well below room temp. Two red ears stuck out on
top of his head and a large red fluffy tale. Driving his car up to the curb and
looked up at the boy “Hey… ooh you’re a big one.” Stiles grinned as he licked
his lip
“Free for a date?” Derek asked
“For you Mr Wolf anything.” Stiles smiled as he got into the car.
Derek drove them to a motel as Stiles rubbed his hand up and down Derek’s thigh
as he purred into the man’s ear “Tell me are you a breeding stud?” Stiles
grinned, the wolf shifted uncomfortable as the fox’s scent started to affect
his mind
“Why looking to be breed?” Derek smirked
“Always looking for good breeding stud.” He purred again as he let his claws
scratched the jeans making Derek’s breath hitch as he turned to the honey gold
eyes “Keep your eyes on the road.” Stiles smiled as he pulled back and leaned
back. Derek took a deep breath as the teen back off…I’m not going to kill him…
“Wow I had hoped that you would take me something classy but seed works, had to
for someone like me.” He said darkly
“I’m sorry it’s nothing to do with you.” Derek said feeling guilty as he looked
at him for a moment and in that moment he saw a great sadness.
They got the key and walked into the room and that is when the fox heard the
click as the gun was pressed to his temples. He closed his eyes willing his
shakes away as he turned to face the man. The kid open his honey amber eyes and
looked up at the man in front of him. His red eyes were glowing blood red in
the light of the seedy motel room, the teen just looked at him his face blank
as he held his breath waiting for the wolf to end his life but nothing came.
The gun lowered from his face as the man looked at the kid up and down before
taking a step back “Why do the Argent’s want you dead?” He asked, his voice was
hard and low, the boy was smart he knew this didn’t want to kill him he wanted
his turn on him like everyone else.
The boy was beautiful he stood out from very one on the streets he walked on
yes the boy was a prostitute but he wasn’t one he’s seen before. The Argent are
known far and wide thought out the world for the business of buying and selling
whatever they could get their hands on and it’s all above bored so the cops and
supernatural law enforcement won’t go after them. The boy is a kitsune dark by
the looks him something Isaac forgot to say but what he did say was true he was
stuck in a shift he had two red ears and along fluffy tail and it made him all
more cute “I know their secrets.” The teen said with a smirk “The old man likes
them young and I mean young he would swing though some town and find a one
sweet little buttercup kill their family and takes them.” The boy looked at him
with dull eyes “I grew up smart thanks to my… inheritance.” He waved to the
ears and the tail “Once I was no longer his type he sent me the Demon wolf and
as you can see what type of work I’m now in.” He spat in anger
“But why does he want you dead?” He asked again. The boy smiled as he walked
over to the wolf and looked up at him
“I know he was bitten.” He grinned
“Gerard Argent was bitten? No way that man would have blown his brains out even
before the next full moon.” The hit man said. The kid laughed angrily as he
walked to the bed as pulled his shoes off and sat there looking up at him
“He was bitten just under a year ago and he’s not a wolf but an over grown
lizard.”
What could the say after that the boy just looked at him with those bright eyes
and he found himself wanting to keep him, but he guessed he already made him
mind up when he saw the photo “Are you marked?”
“Not by the Demon wolf… he doesn’t like the taste of foxes.” The dark haired
man nodded as he ran his fingers though his hair “Do you want to keep me Mr
Wolf?”
“Yes.
“Then call me Stiles.” He smiled as he watched the man walk over to him and
reach out cupping his cheek
“Derek Hale.” Stiles face went blank at the name. He held his breath as he
looked up at the man’s face
“Beacon Hills, your fro..m Beacon Hill.” Stiles eyes become watery but then he
closed his eyes and he face went back to being a blank mask
“So are you and I am taking you home.”
He fucked Stiles though out the night he even knotted the teen a few times he
wanted Stiles to know who he belonged to and he did just that. He knew he
didn’t just lay claim to him he didn’t just mark him he most likely knocked him
up. That smell Stiles was giving off in the car was the smell of a ripe ready
to breed fox and fuck did it go to the wolf’s head. By the time the sun started
to rise Stiles was purring like a kitten “I’m keeping you.” Stiles smiled
sleepy, Derek grinned at him and licked his mark he left behind
“I’m not going to share you, your mine.” Derek smiled as he ran his fingers
though the fox’s air up to his furry little ears making the teen moan.
It was midmorning by the time Derek was leaving town he had Stiles curled up in
the passenger’s seat with his jacket over his shoulders Derek scratched the
back of his head as he drove to the Demon wolf’s home. He looked at Stiles as
he slept before getting out the car and walked through the front door. Not even
the guards stopped him they knew who he was there was a time where Derek would
be seen their weekly not as costumer but as a body guard. He walked passed the
rooms filled with moans and jogged up the stairs heading to the office of the
Demon wolf.
Pushing the door’s open Derek walking as the other wolf looked up at him “Ah
Derek Hale it’s is good to see you.” He chuckled as he watched the killer stand
in front of him “Looking for work?” He asked
“One of your boy’s belongs to me now and if you have a problem you might want
to think about the man you brought him from wants him dead.” The demon wolf was
quiet for a moment
“The fox?” He asked, Derek nodded and watches the older wolf move about the
room running his hands though his hair
“Yes.” The older wolf groaned and ran his hands down his face
“First you take the blond boy and now you take the fox…Alright fine he’s no
good to me claimed, just don’t tell...”
“I know. Just put the word out he’s dead and his body gotten rid of.” Derek
walked back out to his car.
Stiles was wake when Derek got back into the car, he frowned when he saw the
Demon wolf’s building and looked at the wolf next to him “What were you doing?”

“Telling him that your mine and to put the word out your dead.” Derek said as
he handed the teen a bottle of water.
“Oh, I thought…” Derek looked at him seeing that sadness again. He reaches over
and cups his cheeks before kissing him on the lips
“I will never want to get rid of you, you are my mate now Stiles.” Derek
whispered as he kissed him again
“I want to believe you.” The fox whispered looking down at the water bottle “I
really do.” Smiling softly as he pull him into a hug
“You can I promises you.”
It took a couple of hours to get back to Beacon Hills and Stiles spent most of
his time looking out the window. Derek saw how quickly the teen changed from
being cocky and sly to sad and looking lonely but he knew a fox wore many masks
they are the best at tricking people but the wolf couldn’t help but think this
sad and lonely fox was the real Stiles. “The rest of the family are going to be
out at School or college maybe even work so you will have some time to look
around. I do want to take you to a friend of mine he will look you over make
sure you’re in good health.”
“Sure I’m sure to people prodding and poking me.” Stiles told him,
“He’s a good man.”
“They all are.” The teen told him as he pulled himself into a ball as he looked
back out at the window.
Deaton looked at the teen up and down before tapping the table top. Stiles
looked around the man’s place of work before looking at the man himself, he
wasn’t a Were he know that much. “I am Deaton I am the Hale pack’s Emissary.”
“Stiles the whore.” The boy said, Derek growled at the word and at how Stiles
talked about himself, the teen looked down at the floor “Sorry.”
“You have nothing to be sorry for, I understand you went through a lot of
trauma and there are going to be thing that are now deeply rooted and hard to
break out of. But to start let’s just check you out Stiles.” The teen looked at
him and smiled weakly at him but nodded
“Thank you.”
Derek stood nearby and watched as Deaton finished checking Stiles out and told
him to put some clothes on. The teen moved into the offices to put his clothes
on while Deaton talked to Derek “Well… he is in good health for what he’s been
thought.”
“Is his behavior from the fox or the abuse?” Derek asked
“Both… whenever he puts a blank face on and make jokes and pretend to smell you
can see it in his eyes that is the fox playing… they kind of split into two
different being. There is Stiles the scared frighten depressed boy who had been
sexually abused since he was 7 and there is the dark fox who is sly and bold
who have been protecting Stiles since he was 7.” Derek frowned and rubbed the
back of his head
“Split personality?”
“No… it’s like how your wolf sometimes takes over on the full moons Stiles’ fox
is the same but they think as one and talk as one, you always going to be speak
to both sides of the coin it’s just one will strike out.” Derek nodded and
looked back at the fox as he put on some less tight clothes “He will need to
talk to someone I will look into that for now take him home and let him get
used to being around a friendly environment.” Derek nodded and started to walk
over the teen who smiled at him.
“You want to go home?” Stiles looked up at him
“Home?” He whispered
“Our home.” Derek smiled as he kissed the Stiles’ forehead.
“Our home… I like that.”
***** Chapter 2 *****
Week later…
He had only been here a week and already he made friends with the pack he was
glad of that because he really didn’t know how they would take him. He was
shocked when he saw Scott his childhood best friend he cried as the wolf warped
his arms around him and hold him ‘he never gave up hope seeing his him again.’
Then there was Isaac the blonde wolf shyly looked up at Stiles from where he
hid behind Scott and Stiles hugged him to.
Derek was happy that they were getting on but he worried about Jackson the kid
is an arse too big for his boots and has made some digging comments like he had
done with Isaac. But when Stiles had enough of Jackson’s bullshit he walked up
to the wolf and whispered in his ears and within minutes Jackson was cumming in
his jeans Stiles smirked and walked away. So far since then Jackson has left
him alone which Derek was grateful for. Finely Deaton found someone to help
Stiles about the abuse he suffered over the years “Derek I don’t want to see
the head shrink.” Stiles mumbled as he laid on the bed, the wolf smirked as he
leaned against the door frame holding his shirt
“Stiles we talked about this.” He smiled as he watched the naked teen rolled
onto his back pulling the bed sheet with him
“I know Derek but… I…” The large wolf walked over to him and sat on the bed
cupping his cheeks before kissing his forehead
“Listen I know you scared to relive you painful past but for you to get better
you need to.” He told him, Stiles looked down at the bed before looking back up
at Derek
“Okay I will go but you will have to do something for me?” He asked as he wiped
the tears out of his eyes
“Okay what?” He whispered as he looked at Stiles eyes
“Take me to my father’s grave.”
“You didn’t need to blackmail me for that my little fox.”
He really didn’t want to the head shrink but made a promise to Derek that he
would at least try…not to killer…She was ready in the room with a cup of tea by
her side on a small wooden table, she had a Dictaphone out on another table
that stood between her and another chair. She smiled as he looked up at the
teen her hair was pulled back into a pony tail and she wore glasses that liked
to slip down her nose. “Hi Stiles my name is Laurell James, please take a
seat.” She told him softly but it held a firm told that made the fox move into
the room as he tail warped itself around his waist
“Hi.” Stiles mumbled as he climbed into the seat pulling his legs onto the sofa
and looked at her
“So these sessions are in aid to help you, it will require living some own
painful memories and trying to move pass them. I will tell you now you won’t
get over all of them but you will find ways to deal with their pain.” She told
him as she took a sip of her tea “So let’s start. How out something simple.”
“I guess that is okay.” Stiles mumbled, she nodded
“What was your father like?” She asked. Stiles was still as a rock as he looked
at her he held his breath to afraid that if he let it out it might be his last
“You said simple.” Stiles finely said after a long minute
“It should be a simple question unless you can’t remember him? Do you remember
your father Stiles?”
“Yes I remember him, it’s not that I can’t it’s because… my last memory of him
was him dying.” Stiles told her as he let his hand’s grab the glass of water.
She nodded and wrote something down in a note book
“Is that when you and your fox become two minds?” She asked him, Stiles wanted
to snarl at her but was the fox that spoke.
He leaned back in his chair and smirked at her, this is when Laurell realised
that the fox was in control. He licked his lips as he picked up the glass of
water and took a sip “I took over when he watched his father get blown away. It
was easier for Stiles to retreat into himself where his mother’s memory would
take care of him while I deal with the real shit.” He told her, as he placed
his glass down
“Did you like the Sheriff?” She asked
“He was my father to!” The fox snapped before he sat up straight and tilted his
head “I’m not stronger than Stiles we are the same strengthen we are one. It
hurt me when our dad died.” He growled “We just lost our mother and then a
perverted lizard murder our dad and then hurt us before he had enough of us.”
The fox’s face grew dark like he was ready to kill someone before he laughed
“But it doesn’t matter anymore he can’t hurt little boys. Since he become a
lizard he couldn’t even get it up.” He chuckled darkly. Laurell hummed before
writing her thought down before speaking to him
“What do I call you?” She asked
“Stiles.”
“No you’re different from Stiles.” The dark haired woman said softly, the fox
looked at her before leaning back
“Void, call me void.”
They spoke for an hour before their time was up and by then Stiles was in tears
and ready to kill or hurt someone so he ran out the room the moment her beeper
told them they were out of time. He ran upstairs to his and Derek’s bed the
Alpha wolf stood there at the bottom of the stairs looking at Laurell “That
well?” He asked her
“There are many areas that will be unpleasant for him to remember, his fox well
is normal I would say but with years of trying to protect the human side it’s
has been bleeding for a long time, there may be no way for those two be just be
one person.” She told him softly “Derek listen his fox will bite back if he
thinks Stiles is being pushed too much or hurt, just treat him normally, don’t
be afraid to do that.” She smile before handing the wolf a card “I will be back
in a week.” She told him before leaving the house.”
Derek found Stiles on their bed curled up around a pillow the wolf walked over
to him and laid behind him warping his arms around the fox and held him close.
Stiles turned around his arms and buried his face into the wolf’s chest they
didn’t speak a work as Derek let the teen cry. After an hour Stiles pulled back
his eyes red and puffy as he wiped his eyes “S…Sorry.” He whispered
“What for?” Derek whispered
“I must seem like an mad person.” He told him as he pushed himself up before
looking at him
“Stiles you’re allowed to be what you are after everything you went thought, I
just hope that our mating bond will help heal some of the damaged.” He told him
as he sat up with him “But I will not leave you and I will only love you and
our pack.” Stiles smiled at him and leaned in kissing him
“Thank you.” He whispered
“Do you want to visit your father’s grave?” The wolf asked, Stiles shook his
head
“No not yet I want to make some cakes.”
“The pup’s will love that.”
Scott was sat watching Stiles from the table as the fox baked some cakes. It’s
been a long time since he’s seen Stiles and the boy had changed a lot and he
couldn’t blamed him but he could still see his best friend “Hey Stiles what
cake are you making?” He asked
“Chocolate I love chocolate cake.” He smiled as he looked around him
“Ummm sounds good, you will have to hide it from Boyd he is a secret eater and
it doesn’t help that Erica helps him.” Stiles smiled at Scott as he put the
cake tin into the oven before he walked over to the table and sat in front of
him.
The wolf looked up at him with his puppy eyes and it made Stiles sigh “Scott
please don’t, I know my pasted if you want to ask something ask.” He told him,
the dark haired teen rubbed the back of his head before nodding
“I’m sorry I never tried to find you.” He whispered
“Scott we were 10 what could you have done? The man is sick he…I had my own
room and I hated it. There was another child there a girl. It was his
granddaughter and he won’t let me talk to her play with her, he didn’t want her
to know what he did to me.” Scott was quiet as he watched Stiles face
“D…Did he ever go too far?” Stiles looked at him oddly “I mean did he…”
“Ohhh yeah whenever I didn’t want to play his games he ended up beating me up
and the only person there that would take care of me his son Chris.” Stiles
smile sadly “He was a nice man, he tried a few time to get me out of there but…
Kate always fucking got in the way.”
“Kate?” Scott asked him
“I promises you Scott most of that family are fucking nuts. Chris is normal but
he is married to a bitch in heels… well flat heels. I think he was forced to
marry her…
“Who Kate?”
“What? No… Kate his sister.” He said “I don’t want to talk about it anymore why
don’t you tell me about the odd foursome you got going on?”
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