Lucian Hale was supposed to be dead. The Hale fire took his family, his home, and his future-but somehow, a year before Derek's return, he came back. Not as a werewolf, not as a ghost, but as something else.
Now, hidden in plain sight at Beacon Hills High under a different name, Lucian watches from the shadows, keeping his true nature a secret. But when Scott McCall is bitten and the supernatural world spirals into chaos, staying hidden is no longer an option.
He's not a Beta, not an Alpha, not even a wolf. He's something forgotten, something that shouldn't exist. And the more he uncovers about himself, the more he realizes-some things should stay buried.
Lucien hale x Stiles stilinski
"I was trying to save you!"
"You almost died to do it! You can't always be the hero, Derek!"
Without even giving him a second to replied, I run to my Jeep and head for high school. Even when I find myself in peace, this sourwolf manages to play the hero, nahh but-oh!
Events are starting to spin around Stiles. He is in danger and is chased by the Alpha of a pack that lands in Beacon Hills.
[I'm writing this fanfiction for fun, it's nothing very serious
Disclaimer : my jokes are pretty bad and also, English isn't my native language, sorry for all the faults I'll make.]