The Red Fox

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#5382+words Warning #smut #short

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Derek POV

It's been a few days since I found out that Scott had kicked stiles out of his pack and even thinking about it, it still makes me so angry to think that after everything stiles has done for scott since he's been bitten, so I decided to see if he would join my pack but there is a slight problem with that...I can't find him and it was annoying because there also seems to be a new hunter in town and even Chris Argent was worried when he actually told me about it, though I don't think he said anything to Scott, ever since Alison died by the hands of the nogitsune, things seem to have changed because scott has started to blame stiles for killing her which is ridiculous since he wasn't in control of his body and no-one else has blamed him either, Argent has never blamed him and if anyone had the right too it was him, so I just don't understand how someone who you can know since the age of 4 can just abandon and blame you for something that was out of your control

"Derek" I heard Isaac call out in panic when he stormed into the loft, I grunted so he knew I heard him but then it's not hard to hear him when your a werewolf "I've just heard that the sheriff was killed last night" he stuttered in horror, I froze before turning around "where did you hear this" I demanded and I could feel my eyes turning red, he whimpered as he bared his neck to me but still answered "this morning, I went to the café I knew stiles goes too but when I was sitting down I overheard the owner telling a customer that the sheriff was killed trying to protect a couple of young kids from an animal in the woods" he explained slowly and in a quiet tone, I couldn't believe that the sheriff was dead, I've always thought he was a good man especially the night my family were killed "has anyone seen stiles, does he know" I questioned him hurting for the young man, Isaac shook his head "I haven't seen him personally, but I heard he did go and identify his fathers body though" he muttered sadly, I quickly took out my phone and texted the pack to come to the loft now but I also sent one to stiles **I'm sorry about your dad, if you need a place to stay come to the loft** then I placed it back in my pocket

The whole pack walked in a few minutes later "what's gong on" Erica asked sounding worried "have any of you seen stiles" I asked them slowly watching as they all shook their heads, now I'm becoming worried about the boy how can a human amongst a bunch of supernatural creatures stay hidden "so why all of a sudden worried about Stilinski" Jackson sneered but before he could continue Danny cut him off "his father was killed last night" he said glaring at Jackson and everyone else froze with the news "I don't understand why would someone kill the sheriff, he was well liked by the whole town" Boyd commented trying to think of the reason, I shrugged not knowing the answer to that either "I didn't know until Isaac told me a few minutes ago" I replied frowning "okay I've got another question well two actually" Lydia announced softly "does stiles even know and why when I last saw scott he didn't look upset" she finished and unfortunately I knew the answer to both of those questions

"Isaac said that stiles knows because he went to identify his fathers body and as for Scott well he kicked stiles out of his pack for being human" I told them all not even keeping my anger I had for Scott a secret "what the fuck" Erica shouted and then opened her mouth to continue but was cut off by another voice "nephew is there a reason why your pups are shouting this time of night" Peter asked annoyingly, I mentally sighed but on the outside I glared at him before retelling the story of stiles father and what Scott had done, I waited for him to reply in his normal sarcastic tone but was really surprised when he looked worried "and no-one has heard from him since" he asked slowly, but all I could see on his face was concern and worry reminding me so much of what he was like before the fire, when no-one answered he got out his phone and started texting someone who we don't know because before I could ask him he was gone

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