Stiles was really quiet again, since Scott left he had walked off to his and his mate's bed room and side on the bed crying the blankets were pulled around him like a cocoon. It was Derek that came up to the bed room with a cup of hot chocolate "Hey I brought you some hot chocolate." Stiles looked up at him with his large sad brown eyes they were red and puffy from crying and it made the large wolf climb onto the bed after putting the cup down on the bed side table.

Stiles didn't want to leave his blanket cocoon but Derek pulled him free "Come on baby talk to me?" Derek whispered as he pulled him onto his lap seeing the fox's ears down flat against his head as he looked the other away only to have Derek make him look back at him and offered him a soft smile "You can tell me and Peter anything we're you mates." He whispered

"M…My dad." Stiles whispered

"He died." Derek said, the young fox nodded feeling more hot tears burn his eyes

"Hunters were threating my family my pack and and…" Stiles just broke down and hid his face into the wolf's neck, Derek warped his arms around him and rubbed his back "I…I've been hiding from the hunters and the McCall pack, they are friends with the hunters that killed my family." He whimpered

"Stiles don't worry about the McCall pack, you have me and Peter and soon our pups." He smiled as he kissed the soft sweet lips of his mate "We're all the family you will ever need." He whispered as he moved his lips to Stiles' neck and started mouthing at the soft skin getting a moment out of him

"Are you starting without me? Shame on you Nephew darling."

Three Month later…

Stiles was walking out the kitchen rubbing the small swell of his stomach, he walked out with a smile on his face as he licked his fingers as he moved to the sofa to watch TV. Derek and Peter were out hunting, Stiles knew what that meant they were off killing hunters he didn't really care as long they don't track blood into the house. He was enjoying watching cartoons when he heard the loft door open, frowned at the smell of the stranger he turned to see a man in the loft.

He stood up dropping the bowl to the floor and back away away from the man, the dark brown haired man stood there looking at Stiles his eyes widen "Where is Peter and Derek?" He asked

"I…I don't know." Stiles said as his tail warped around his waist trying to hid his small bump, the man walked closer to Stiles making the Fox snarled and moved away, the man stood still and held his hands up to show he hand no weapons on him

"I won't harm you all I want to do is speak to Peter or Derek." He said, but the fox back away from him even more "I know about your story Stiles, I'm sorry what happen my family tend to be a little…crazy." The man said, the teen snarled at him

"Stay there!" Stiles yelled as hunter moved closer to him "Please…just stay there!" He cried as he felt the hunter grab Stiles wrists making the fox spin around and bite the hunter's hand

"Chris!" Came the yelled, the hunter winced as he spun around and looked at the two wolves.

Stiles still had his teeth in Chris' hand and wasn't letting go as he growled up at the man "Stiles let go." Peter said as he walked over to them, while Derek closed the door locking it on the inside

"Peter get him off me!" The hunter snarled mainly in pain. The wolf smirked as he walked closer to them and ran his fingers thought Stiles hair

"Come one no love, Chris is a friend he wasn't going to hurt you." He purred, Stiles pulled his teeth out of the man's hand and licked the blood of his lips before looking up at him

"I think he broke my hand." He muttered as he looked at Peter "What is going on? Scott comes into my house screaming about you kidnapping this boy?" He asked, Derek pulled Stiles towards the sofa and nuzzled him licking the blood on his chin

"Our little fox I found on the streets where he' been living since his pack were killed by hunters, hunters that are part of the McCall pack now can you see why out mate is scared of you. Not only does he see all hunters as the bad guys but those who are working with a pack of wolves that have been abusing him." Peter said his voice was calm but his eyes were flashing red.

Chris looked back at Stiles who was nuzzling Derek his ears flatten against his head and his tail warped around his middle trying to hid his bump. Peter took the brown haired hunter's hand and looked at it turning it over "Your hand isn't broken but there will be an infection, you know fox bites." The older Hale grinned as Chris pulled his hand back

"I will talk to Scott and tell him to keep his mouth shut about Stiles. Because you killed Kate my father is coming to town." Both Derek and Peter froze

"Gerard is coming back." Stiles whimpered as he stood up from Derek's lap and ran upstairs. The dark haired wolf looked at his uncle/father

"I will go and see what's up." Derek said to him as he stood.

Peter turned back to Chris and frowned "He was the one who killed the fox pack wasn't he?" The wolf asked, the hunter looked down at his hand and closed his eyes with a painful sigh

"8 years ago he become obsessed with this family and when he learnt that the mother was a fox and her son was a fox as well it got worst. I don't know how true this is but I was heard the other hunters say that he sexual attacked the boy." Chris said he was still looking away before he felt Peter touch his cheeks with the back of his fingers with a soft smile on his face

"Poor Chris such a scary family is that why you sent your little love away?" He purred

"Stop it." Chris hissed batting his hand away "Don't act like you care Peter, your insane and you have dragged your poor nephew down with you I don't want to see Stiles go that away." The wolf snarled at him and pushed him against the wall

"How dare you say that? Derek is my son not my nephew!"

Upstairs Derek had his arms around his pregnant mate and was trying to comfort him but he terrified "We won't let Gerard get you." He whispered into his ears as he rubbed the small swell

"Don't let him find me please he will hurt me again!" Stiles pleaded as he heard noises down stairs he whimpered at Derek at the noise

"Shhh it's just Peter and Chris fucking it out." He smiled as he licked up the teen's neck

"W…Why?" He asked shivering at Derek's tongue

"It's their thing."