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Fox In The Hills	By : fusedtwilight Category: S through Z > Teen Wolf Views: 5459 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Parrish
- 2-Ethan
- 3-Liam
- 4-Scott
- 5-Derek
- 6-Danny
- 7-Isaac
- 8-Brett
- 9-Jackson
- 10-Corey
- 11-Boyd
- 7
- 8
- 9
Fusedtwilight: Hey guys, here is the next chapter for Fox in the Hills. I hope you all enjoy this one. It is Brett with music Kitsune Stiles. I remember the episode where Lori and Brett die and I had already been planning this chapter back then. It was bitter sweet to write this because even though they were only reoccurring characters their death was one of the saddest and most impactful in the whole series. I was sad to see them die like that. Cody did an amazing job with Brett, it was easy to see why he was such a fan favorite No deaths in this chapter. Hope you all enjoy.
音楽
Ongaku
Music
Brett
"Brett your in my way!" Lori bitched nudging me out of the way of the mirror.
"You have a vanity mirror in your room Lori!" I said looking over her head as I applied the mascara to my eyes.
"You took all my good make up ass, Satomi says you have to share with me!" she said as she applied the blush to her cheeks.
"Sharing is a two-way street you know," I reminded her.
"I still can't believe we are going to see the True Alpha's perform tonight!" she said excitedly.
"McCall is the only True Alpha in the whole group, why do they call themselves the True Alpha's?" I asked.
"Because Scott likes to share the spotlight Brett, if he was some glory whore he would call the band the True Alpha. You never see him doing interviews without one of his group."
"Still can't believe Liam of all people is his drummer. Perk of being Scott's Beta," I said.
She rolled her eyes. "After all these years you and Liam still act like you're still in high school. Seriously, I thought you two buried the hatchet."
"I like the little shit, but he can be a cocky little prick sometimes," I replied.
She smiled. "No wonder you guys fight, you're too much alike."
I responded by cuffing her over her head. "Don't mess with my hair!" she growled, her eyes flashed yellow.
We finished getting ready and went downstairs. Jiang and Tierney were both waiting for us. "Christ Brett, you take longer than your sister to get ready," Jiang said with a grumpy frown.
"One does not rush perfection," I said with a grin.
Tierney snorted. "Like you need to work hard at looking perfect." she eyes me up and down, enjoying the view.
I wore a simple black vest with no shirt underneath, it was unbuttoned to show off my chest. I wore a pair of matching black jeans with rips around the knees and a silver chain dangling from my pocket. I wore a necklace with the sun and the moon contained within an eye, it was a gift from Satomi. A way to always remember our packs mantra.
Lori showed less skin than I was, she wore a form fitting green shirt and a black leather jacket with a black stockings, a modest skirt and three inch high-heels.
"Hey, I may be a werewolf but even I have to work for an eight-pack," I said, running my fingers over my stomach.
Tierney smiled. Jiang frowned at her and she just shrugged at them. They were dating, otherwise she and I would have had sex by now. I was my packs official sex guru. Whenever we got a new member who needed help learning to control themselves during sex or just wanted to fuck I was the one they came to.
The two of them were already together when they joined us, so they didn't need my help. But I still offered to teach the both of them if they ever wanted a few lessons.
We drove to the industrial area of town. Once this part of town had been a booming business area. But with the economy going to shit many business had to shut down and for years the old shops and warehouses were abandoned until they started to get bought and were gutted and turned into clubs and bars.
A lot of the towns supernatural population lived here as well. Either because they ran the businesses around here or they enjoyed the nightlife.
When the supernatural world revealed itself Beacon Hills prospered as a result since the whole damn county had one of the countries highest supernatural populations. Tourism skyrocketed and is still going strong. It brought it a lot of income for our town.
I heard Lori's phone alert her to a text. She checked it and smiled. "Liam wants to know if we are there yet," she said.
"Since when do you have his number?" I asked, feeling a little defensive.
She rolled her eyes. "Seriously Brett, Liam is my friend to you know. You act like we are having sex or something. Believe it or not but men and women can be friends without adding sex into the mix."
She began typing, letting him know we were close.
"Why do I feel like you are throwing shade my way?" I asked.
"Because you are the biggest whore in all of California," Jiang responded from the backseat.
"Jealous?" I shot back.
"Nope, I got the most beautiful woman to satisfy my just right," he responded, pecking Tierney on the cheek. She snuggled closer to him, both of them matching smiles on their faces. "When are you finally going to settle down Brett?"
I sighed. "Here we go."
They all laughed. "Yeah Brett, when are you finally going to settle down and find a nice guy or girl to bring home to the pack?"
I growled at Lori. She was using the same words Satomi had been using on me. Satomi gave me the werewolf equivalent of the talk. But she didn't try and stop me from having my fun. As long as I was responsible and treated my partners with respect, she was fine.
She felt like I was simply going through a phase and had been trying to hook me up with various men and women from different packs. Her endgame was to see me settle down and get married and have a bunch of kids.
"I want lots of nieces and nephews to spoil Brett. God knows you have the sex drive to make your own pack."
"When are you going to settle down Lori?" I asked with a sneer.
"I'm your baby sister, you're supposed to get married before me."
I grumbled and continued to drive. The club we were going to was called Sword&Glory. It was owned yy the town hero Scott McCall and his best friend. The Kitsune Stiles Stilinski. Scott and his band were returning from their tour to perform and Stiles would be the DJ.
Scott was the towns poster child. When the supernaturals came out to the world, there was naturally a shocked reaction from the world at large. At this point supernaturals had managed to work their way into the world governments which helped keep the bigots from messing things up.
But there were still riots and protests. There were still politicians who thought we needed to be chipped, segregated, put into protective camps-for our safety they said-hell some asshole tried passing a bill to limit our reproductive rights.
I remember being a kid and watching the news and seeing the people who were protesting us. Holding signs saying things like 'God hates shifters!' 'The only good Werewolf is a dead Werewolf!' and my personal favorite 'Shifters go home!'. I always got a kick at that last one.
Those idiots acted like we came from Narnia or some shit. Werewolves came to America on the Mayflower, there had been shifters and other creatures in America long before the pilgrims settled here. America was just as much our home as it was the humans.
Things were still tense and there were still protests. But though things were far from perfect, they were also better in America than in most parts of the world. Some countries made it illegal to be a supernatural of any kind. If you were a human and caught studying the supernatural without a license, you could be sent to prison or worse: Killed.
Scott was turned into a Werewolf by a rogue alpha when he was a young teen. It had been a scandal, the anti-supernaturalists used him as an example of how dangerous shifters were. But a few years after he turned Scott became a True Alpha. He was just what the pro-supernaturalists needed. Someone to help show that we were more than angry beasts.
If he wanted to he could have gone into politics. Hell many in the supernatural community expected him to, he had the support of dozens of pro-groups backing him up. But much to the disappointment of many he instead became a famous singer.
Scott may be a True Alpha but he wasn't a politician. He didn't want to be a symbol or lead the pro-groups. He just wanted to sing. To share his music with the world. To him we couldn't show the world we were normal by becoming political leaders. We showed them we were normal by doing normal things.
Getting jobs, going to school, all the un-ordinary shit we take for granted.
The pro-group leaders may have been bummed he didn't become the leader they were hoping for. But that didn't mean they were just going to let him go. His peaceful way of life, his strict none-violent morality and the fact he was so young and could reach out to younger generations still made him a useful tool.
I have had the honor of meeting him several times. I love Satomi but I sometimes envied Liam for being Scott's beta. Scott had turned Liam after he had been mauled by a Wendigo. Scott had no choice but to turn Liam. Problem was, he did it when Liam was underage and without consent. As far as the law was concerned that was considered to be just as bad as statutory rape.
Scott had been arrested and could have been executed. The laws concerning supernatural crime was a lot more strict with us than humans. But the pro-group and his allies rallied around Scott. Liam's parents went on the news speaking out for his defense, they were thankful he saved Liam. Liam himself went on the news. Chris Argent even defended him. Some said he only defended Scott because Allison was dating him but anyone who knew Chris Argent knew that Scott could have been married to Allison and had kids with her, but if Argent felt like Scott was in the wrong, he wouldn't have defended him.
Eventually the courts ruled in Scott's favor and it was one of the biggest victories in moments in history.
That was seven years ago. Now Scott was one the most popular musicians. His band the True Alphas were made up of Scott, his Beta Liam, Isaac Lahey, and Kira Yukimura.
Liam was an old friend-slash-pain in the ass I knew from school. He had invited me and my sister and some of our friends to tonights show.
"Liam said to just show our tatt's when we get to the door. We're on the list," Lori said.
"Tonight is going to be epic!" Tierney said clapping her hands together.
"You got the party favors?" I asked Jiang.
He grinned and patted the pocket on his vest. "Cost a bit but I managed to get us the best shit on the market. Moondust."
"Holy shit!" I yelled.
"You got Moondust!" Lori gasped.
Moondust was the hottest drug for shifters who wanted to party. It managed to bypass our healing abilities and filled us with a sense of euphoria. I have tried it before, like Jiang said the shit is expensive but it's like eating a pill from moon light.
Oh yeah, tonight is going to be epic.
Stiles
"I am going to kill him!" Lydia snarled.
"Come on Lyds, don't be mad," I said struggling to keep up with her as she walked down the hall. How the hell could she be so fast in those high-heals?
"He is going to be on stage in less than thirty-minutes!" she snapped, "and he still hasn't gotten ready!"
"He's a little busy," I said.
"Busy getting his dick sucked I'll wager!"
She stopped in front of the door to Scott's dressing room. Ethan and Aiden stood besides the entrance. They wore matching blue jeans and tight white shirts that showed off their bulging muscles. The McCall pack symbol rested on Ethan's right arm and on Aiden's left. They looked intimidating, but the eerie glow of their blue eyes only added to their don't fuck with us vibe.
You didn't see many blue-eye Werewolves. Since that was a sign you committed murder chances were you would have an order of execution on your head and a trained Hunter on your ass. But the twins had been very young when they took their first life. Having been forced to by their Alpha. They managed to avoid an execution order but finding a job was almost impossible.
They mostly did jobs as hired muscle. Lydia had heard of their skill and wanted them as part of Scott's crew. After a long interview Scott agreed to have them as part of his entourage and even offered them a place in his pack. The twins accepted and have been members of the McCall pack for two years now.
They were very loyal to Scott, they never imagined the True Alpha would take a couple of blue-eyed bastards but Scott sympathized with them. They had been bitten against their wills and had just been kids, what choice did they have?
But right now these two bad asses were quacking in front of Lydia. They didn't dare stop her as she threw open the door, letting out an irritated snarl. "I knew it!"
Scott had been in his chair in front of his desk, his hands folded behind his head as Isaac blew him. Isaac looked up at us, peeking around Scott, his face flush and Scott had a nervous smile on his face.
"Hey Lydia. I was just thinking about you!"
"Wrong choice of words dude," I said trying not to laugh.
"I'll say," Allison said appearing from further underneath the desk.
"Allison you're supposed to be keeping these two on a tight leash!" Lydia sighed.
"You know how nervous Scott gets before a show," Allison replied.
"Then what are you doing back there?"
"Someone has to take care of Isaac while he blows Scott."
Lydia groaned. "You two-she pointed to Scott and Isaac-get your asses in gear and get ready. I already lit a fire under Kira's ass. I swear, you have corrupted that sweet little girl!"
"Lydia found Kira in her dressing room. Apparently she was using her lightning abilities on Malia's new clit piercing," I said.
"Dude that sounds hot as fuck!" Scott said, his cock swelling a little.
"Christ's sake Scott put that thing away and get ready!" Lydia yelled.
Scott looked down at his crotch than back to Lydia. "Can I finish real quick because I am going to be wearing my tight pants and-"
"Just hurry the hell up!" Lydia yelled.
She grabbed me by the hand and dragged me out. "You have five minutes!" she warned slamming the door on the way out. She turned to the twins. "You two, if he is not done in five you are to go in there and physically remove Allison and Isaac."
"Geez Lydia he is our Alpha," Aiden said.
Her eyes narrowed and Aiden shrunk back. "He may be your alpha but I am the one who signs your checks. Now, unless you both want to miss out on the after party I suggest you do what I say!"
"But Danny finally agreed to let Jackson tail him!" Ethan moaned.
"Then make sure your Alpha keeps to his schedule!"
She began to walk down the hall and I followed. "I don't know what I was thinking when I agreed to be his manager. Seriously, I feel like I was fooled into adopting a whole pack of kids!"
"Speaking of kids, did you and Parrish finally get a bun in the oven yet?" I asked.
She sighed. "No. I feel terrible. Jordan wants kids so bad. You know how hard it is to find a man who gave up his job as a deputy to become a stay at home dad?
She reached into her purse and pulled out a bottle of anti-anxiety medication. She swallowed a few pills. "I am such a nervous wreck. I hate when Scott has his little parties!"
"It will be fine Lyds, you know Scott is just a free spirit. He may be a musician but he is still the True Alpha and everyone puts all these strict expectations on him. Guy needs to let loose every once in a while."
"His free spirit is what gets him into trouble most of the time. Need I remind you it has only been a year since his phone was hacked and those videos and pictures were leaked!"
I winced. "Yes, I know but this isn't just about Scott. It's about the whole entourage. Remember when Aiden got shot in the chest by that bigot?"
She took another pill. "Don't remind me."
"Scott and everyone is constantly be scrutinized, even by their supporters. Be thankful he hasn't had a nervous breakdown yet."
I placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "After the show just go home and spend some time with Jordan. Make that little grand baby your mom wants. I want to see a little niece or nephew by next year."
Our parents had gotten married after we graduated high school. It was a little awkward for both of us. Especially since we dated in our senior year but had a mutual break up. Lydia was a very down-to-earth kind of girl with big plans for her future. I was more laid back and wanted to suckle on the tit of sin.
She smiled. "You just want to hear someone call you uncle Stiles."
"Well I figured by now Scott would have knocked up one of his harem by now," I chuckled.
She sighed. "I shudder to think of the day when he goes public with his alt-lifestyle."
"Welcome to modern day America. Where Werewolves roam the woods and polyamory is the norm."
"Just make sure this little bacchanal goes without a hitch. If I wake up in the morning to see Scott McCall's sex tape is trending on Twitter again, I will kill you!"
"Relax, I got that all taken care of."
Brett
The club was packed, and we had to park a few blocks away. Scott's return had the whole county in a buzz. There were new reporters, and the line was was crazy long.
There were people wearing shirts with the McCall pack symbol and other paraphernalia with the bands logo and image on it. There were people with signs showing their love and support for Scott and the others and plenty of True Alpha impersonators running around.
"No way can the club fit this many people," Tierney said.
"Of course not, they are just here to show their love to the True Alpha's," Lori said. "Scott is an icon to many people. An inspiration."
"Lori!" a voice shouted.
A familiar woman was making her way towards us. "Cora!" Lori said happily.
The two embraced warmly. "Girl I didn't know you were back from South America!"
"Yeah, when I heard Scott was coming back I decided to come for the show." she smiled at me and wrapped me in a hug. "Nice to see you to Brett."
I grinned and kissed the top of her head. "Nice to see you to. How are things in the South?"
Cora was a member of the prestigious Hale clan. One of the oldest and most respected Hale families. She and her brother Derek were the only living members. Their family had been murdered in an act of arson committed by Kate Argent. It was one of the most horrific acts of hate crime against the supernatural community.
Her uncle Peter and sister Laura had survived as well. Peter had been seriously injured and was in a coma. When he awoke he manipulated events so he could kill Laura and become the Alpha. He was the one who bit Scott. Derek had worked with state Hunters to track his uncle down and kill him, taking the alpha power for himself.
Cora had moved down to South America. Partially because she needed to escape the bad memories of Beacon Hills and because she wanted to help with the pro-movement down there.
"It's going great. As you may have heard they legalized marriage between humans and shifters. I was there for the first legal marriage between a human woman and her Werejaguar mate."
I saw her brother Derek walking up to us, he was walking with a dark skinned woman with a nasty set of claw marks on the side of her face. Braeden was not a Hunter, but she was a gun for hire. One of her jobs was to track down an Alpha Werewolf. She caught her mark, but he left her with those scars.
"Hey man," I said shaking his hand.
"How you doing Brett?" he asked.
"Liam got us an invite for tonights gig," I said, shaking Braeden's hand next.
"Us to. That boy sure can sing," Braeden said.
"I know, I love the song from the last album Thunder Vixen is my ringtone!" Lori said.
Satomi had been good friends with Talia Hale. The Ito and Hale packs spent many full moons together running around and hunting.
"No way Lydia didn't make sure all the big wigs in the county got an invitation to this," Cora said.
"If they didn't they would be all pissed off and she would have a voice mailbox filled with angry shifter leaders," I said.
"Well come on lets get inside!" Cora said.
We made our way to the front of the club. The club sign was a large blue and red neon machine with a flaming sword. We told the bouncer who we were and showed him our pack tattoos as proof of who we were.
Since Braeden wasn't a Werewolf, she had to show her ID. It wasn't unheard of for human members of a pack to get the pack tattoo. But that would be a form of commitment and Braeden was too casual for something like that. It was a felony for a human or shifter to use the symbol of a pack they did not belong to. Since she wasn't registered as a member of the Hale pack she could get arrested if she to the triskille.
There were reporters outside, talking about the True Alphas and of all the people being let inside. When Derek showed up his name was being screamed by dozens of people, wanting him to give a quick interview or wanting to get his attention so they could get a picture.
"Satomi didn't want to come?" Cora asked.
"Naw, this isn't her kind of thing," Tierney said.
"She'll go on about how kids now days don't know what true music is, She'll go on about how she misses the classics," Jiang said. "She comes from a very different generation."
"Oh my God have you seen her vintage collection?" Lori asked. "That stuff must be worth a fortune!"
We made our way inside the club. The place was huge, very spacious. A disco ball hung from the ceiling, the bar sat on the side. There were three floors the first floor was where the main bar was. The others were where the tables where people could sit and watch the dancers and any bands that would be playing.
"We're going to get some drinks," Derek said, and he went off to the bar with Braeden.
"Quick, get the pills!" Lori said to Jiang.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the pills and handed one to each of us except Core. She looked at the pills with a familiar expression. "Moondust?" she asked with a smile.
"Sorry, we don't have any more," Tierney said as she popped her pill into her mouth.
"If Derek wasn't here, I would have my own. That shit is amazing! It's not like those wolfsbane drinks that get you drunk but also fuck with your healing."
"I only drink that shit when I am at home. I've heard too many stories about Werewolves who got drunk on it and died from simple injuries because they didn't heal right," Jiang said.
"That's because the injuries they got were simple for a Werewolf but for a human they are deadly," Lori said.
"And most of them happen because the Werewolves are dumb enough to do some stupid stunt to get themselves injured," I said.
I popped the pill into my mouth. It had a sweet flavor, almost like grape. It quickly dissolved on my tongue. It wouldn't take long for the effects to kick in. Judging from the scent in the air we weren't the only ones on something.
Lori's phone went off, and she quickly checked it. "It's Liam, said they will be on stage in a few moments. He says once the concert ends to meet them backstage!"
Tierney squealed and jumped up and down. "This night is going to be epic!"
Stiles
I stood on the podium checking out my equipment and making sure it was all ready to go. I was behind the band but towered over them allowing me to see the whole crowed. The others were checking their equipment and I noticed Liam was on his cell. He had let his hair grow out, it was now past his ear. The fans loved his long hair, some offered him money just to touch it.
It wasn't long enough to be a ponytail yet but a few moth months it would be.
Kira and Scott were warming up, Isaac was tuning his guitar while Scott and Kira were syncing their voices.
"How is it looking Stiles?" Mason asked from below me.
"Everything is looking good Mason," I replied.
Mason was a friend of Liam's. He was wicked smart and he worked as a technician at the club. He worked with Danny real well. Danny worked with Scott's crew as his tech. Danny was dating both Ethan and Jackson-who was one of the dancers for the True Alphas-Jackson's dad was disappointed his son took a carrier as a dancer. But when Jackson landed a job working for Scott Mr. Whittemore was delighted.
He even offered his services for a discount which were gratefully excepted. (though I think he came to regret that given all the scandals Scott has gotten into the last several years)
It was funny because Jackson had been a jock in school. He was captain of the swim team and co-captain with Scott after the latter was bit. Turns out Jackson's real passion was dancing, a secret he kept well hidden except from his closest friends.
He was dating Ethan. Danny wasn't in a relationship with them, more like a friends with benefits kind of thing. Danny has been friends with Jackson since they were kids and used to date Ethan. Now they all worked for Scott and Danny got to enjoy being in the middle of a Werewolf, Were-Kanima sandwich.
Corey appeared next to Mason. He worked security at the club. His ability to turn invisible made him perfect as a look out. Keeping an eye out for trouble makers and drug dealers. We didn't mind the minor stuff like weed or pills. But we cracked down on meth and cocaine.
"Everything looks good, caught some people taking what looks like moondust out there but they are keeping it simple," he said.
"Good job Corey. Keep an eye out. Once the music starts playing things will be getting intense."
He gave me a salute. "Will do boss." he gave Mason a quick peck on the cheek and vanished.
I took a deep breath. Tonight I was going to feed well tonight. Most people assumed Kitsune from my clan fed on sound. After all, fire fed on heat, thunder on electricity so why wouldn't sound feed on sound? True, we could do some crazy things by manipulating sound waves. But we didn't feed on sound. We fed on music. Poetry. We fed on the inspiration it could inspire in others.
It was common for those like me to become singers and poets. To use our power to sing and speak at the right frequency to fill them with such emotions. Then we would feed on that inspiration. But we had to be careful, else we render them dull, uninspired and un-creative.
Scott was an inspiration to an entire generation. He had beaten the odds so many times. Survived being attacked by a rogue Alpha, become an Alpha without killing another, avoided being killed because a flawed justice system said he needed to die because he saved a life. He was the hope that one day shifters and humans could coexist.
Plus his music was pretty sick. I played a lot of remixes of his work.
Oh yes I was going to eat well! This was the largest gathering of people the club has ever had, the street was filled with people who were playing Scott's music! I was going to be one fat little fox tonight! I wouldn't have to worry about leaving anyone a clueless husk.
Then I had the after party to look forward to. I was going to gorge myself on inspiration and sex.
"Liam man who are you texting?" Isaac asked.
"Some friends of mine. A group from the Ito pack," he responded.
"Dude, please tell me it is eight-pack Brett!" Mason said looking animated.
Liam looked over and Mason and smiled. "It's eight-pack Brett."
Mason went running over to him, trying to grab the phone. "Invite him to the after party! Invite him to the after party!"
"Dude settle down!" Liam growled.
"Scott can Brett come to the after party!" Mason yelled over to Scott.
Scott paused to look over at Mason and Liam. "Brett? From Satomi's pack?"
Liam nodded. "Yeah, he's here with his sister and a couple of their friends."
"Are they...cool?"
It was an obvious code word we would use to ask if someone was trustworthy enough to get a glimpse of the more decadent side of the True Alphas. They would have to sign disclosure forms just to be on the safe side. One of the downsides of being in the spotlight was the expectations people put on you to be this squeaky clean person.
Scott was a good guy, one of the best I've ever known. But the poor guy can't even cuss without being shamed for his behavior. He just wants to have fun like any guy his age. But if people found out about the sex parties, how he is in a polygamous relationship, how he takes moondust when he needs some inspiration for his music, he would be crucified.
The anti-supernaturalists would tear him down and say how he was a hedonist and a corrupting influence on kids. Hell there were people on the pro-side who would drop him like a sack of shit.
It was amazing how quickly people can turn against you, especially when they claim to be on your side.
"Dude Brett is the coolest guy in the world!" Mason gushed. "He was known for being the life of the party. He wrote the book on Werewolf tantric sex!"
"There is a book about Werewolf sex?" Isaac asked sounding interested. No doubt he wanted to find new positions for Scott to bend him in.
"Yeah, it was a best seller!" Mason said, sounding like superfan. "Brett's like an expert on pleasing guys and girls. He swings both ways!"
"Careful Mason, Corey might get jealous if he hears you," I said with a smile.
Mason returned the gesture. "I'll have you know Brett is out hall pass. We both agreed that if either of us gets the chance to sleep with Brett we have to take it. Oh man if we can both sleep with him that would be great!"
Scott looked at me and I nodded. I was starting to remember Brett now. Tall blonde guy with the sexiest eyes I have ever seen. I think I have seen him around the club before. From what I recall he does have a rep for being a Casanova.
I gave him a nod and Scott spoke to Liam. "It's cool. They'll have to sign the forms though."
"No problem," Liam said with a smile.
Something about the look in his eyes made me wonder if this wasn't just him wanting to hang out with some old friends. I used my power to manipulate the sound between me and Mason so we could talk without being overheard by even the Werewolves.
"Does Liam have a thing for Brett?"
Mason laughed hysterically! I felt like I just told a hilarious joke, problem was I didn't even know what it was. "Brett and Liam?" he guffawed. "Oh no. They are like best frienimies. They respect one another but are super competitive. I think Liam is hoping to hook up with Lori, Brett's little sister. He was always sweet on her."
I felt happy to know Liam was finally ready to move on. He just had a breakup with his girlfriend of almost four years Hayden. They had truly been in love and at first she enjoyed dating a rockstar. But eventually she got tired of the paparazzi and Liam traveling around the country on tours. She also hated Liam's growing fanclub of hot girls practically throwing themselves at him. She wanted a relationship that was a little more stable.
It got to the point where she gave Liam a choice, her or the band. It was a tough choice, we wondered if he would quiet. Even though everyone knows Scott loves being in the band, hanging with his Alpha and making music for the masses to roar into the air.
We wouldn't have held it against him if he quit. There had been a meeting between the band about it and they all threw their support to any decision he made. In the end Liam decided to stay and broke things off with Hayden.
It had caused issues with his anger, she had been his anchor. Instead he found a new anchor. At first I thought it was the music, but now seeing the smile he sported as he read Lori's text I was starting to wonder if maybe he had found someone else to be his anchor.
Maybe I wasn't going to be the only one who got lucky tonight.
Brett
The crowed roared to life as the lights dimmed down and the curtain began to open. I was so high right now I felt like their voices were waves from an ocean. Fuck moondust had a strong kick to it. Derek, Cora and Braeden had left to go join up with some friends. I would have loved to hang out with them a little more, but unlike Cora Derek didn't tolerate any kind of drug usage.
I looked over to the other, their eyes were glowing yellow as a result of the drug effecting our senses. We were not the only Werewolves in the crowed. There were plenty of yellow eyes in the sea of people, some had even gone full on beta mode, howling joyously. There were other shifters here as well. I saw a group of Kitsune with glowing orange eyes wearing shirts with Kira and Stiles faces on them. I noticed they were all wearing duplicates of Kira's trademark belt.
"There's Liam!" Lori yelled over the roar of the crowed. "Oh my God he is so sexy!"
If I wasn't so high right now, I might take more issue with that, but right now I could only think of the scent of joy, excitement, arousal, anticipation. It was so thick I felt like I could choke on it.
The lights flashed on, showing the True Alpha's and the DJ Stiles Stilinski standing on a podium with his equipment.
"Hello Beacon Hills!" Scott yelled into the microphone.
The crowed began to chant his name like a hymn, I may be a Buddhist but I couldn't help but joining in on it. The energy in the air was contagious. I felt like I could lick the air and my tongue would tingle from the electricity of it.
This is what I loved, the energy, the life of a room filled with people high on life, bursting with joy and bliss. I sometimes wondered if I wasn't some kind of psychic-vampire that could absorb such power. I always felt energized after a party.
"It's great to be back in our home town and seeing you all!" Scott continued.
The crowed continued to cheer. Every word he said caused such an uproar in everyone.
"You all know my band mates. Kira, Isaac, and Liam!"
More cheering, more clapping. Except now everyone was chanting the names of the others.
Kira, the Thunder Kitsune. She had a strong presence in the Asian community. She broke a lot of stereotypes on Asian-Americans people loved her for her sweet demeanor and her angelic voice. Her mother was a spokeswoman for the Kitsune in North America. She had also spent some time with a group of Skinwalkers to learn to control her Kitsune spirit. While the war between the pro-supernaturalists and the anti-supernaturalists was fought, people tended to forget there were blood feuds between shifters dating back centuries. Skinwalkers and Kitsune do not have a bad history persay, but the former's tendency to use animal skins to shapeshift made the Kitsune uneasy. Some of the Kitsune felt it was an insult that Kira did not seek out her own kind for assistance. But Kira had her mom and wanted to explore other methods. She wanted to break the barriers between the supernatural groups and felt the skinwalkers could offer her a path that could benefit her and the Kitsune and convince the other groups to trade secrets.
Isaac, once a member of the Hale pack, he had been bitten by Derek before he joined Scott's pack. You could see the McCall pack tattoo on his neck. No doubt the ink was that special kind developed by the Druids. In the olden days Werewolves would use fire to burn tattoos into our their bodies. The heat had to be so extreme that it was engraved into our muscles. Not many packs did that except the old school ones and the ones who wanted to prove they were badass's. The ink the Druids made could reshape depending on what pack a Werewolf was a member of. If you were packless, the ink would vanish, or if you joined another pack, the ink would reshape. Isaac had been abused by his father before he had been turned. Bastard used to lock him in a broken freezer. Isaac did a lot of charity work involving kids from abusive and neglectful homes.
Liam, the Beta of Scott McCall. The Werewolf with IED. Liam had to be extra careful and train harder than most. Even with a medical condition one wrong move could get a warrant of execution placed on his head because he lost control. In the old days Werewolves would kill our own kind if they developed a mental instability to keep the bloodlines safe. There were some packs who thought Scott should have let Liam die or outright kill him. Liam was an inspiration for our kind who had a disability. He was proof that if humans can live with their conditions so could we.
"And of course. My brother from another mother. The master of sound, Stiles Stilinski!"
The lights shined on Stiles, like Kira he was a Kitsune, but he wasn't a thunder type like she was. He was a music-fox. His father was Noah Stilinski, the sheriff of Beacon Hills Stiles wore a white button-shirt which was left open, exposing his chest. My eyes lingered on the long, pale neck dotted with moles and I felt my fangs tingle with the urge to bite into him. His hair was spiked up, and he wore a pair of tinted glasses. I had to wonder if they were to look stylish or if they were to protect his eyes from the glaring lights.
He waved to the audience, sending out kisses to the crowed.
Scott continued to speak to the crowed, the noise died down as everyone eagerly listened to his words. "This club has a lot of meaning to me and my pack. Stiles and I bought this place with the help of Derek Hale and his pack. Back then it was just another abandoned building covered in mold, and filled with rats. But Stiles and I saw potential here and it took a lot of hard work but look at it now!"
Everyone clapped and cheered.
"Music has always been a very important thing to me. That's how I met Stiles. It was my first day at school and I was so nervous. But then I saw this little dork with a Blink-182 CD and we started talking and that was one of the best days of my life."
"Love you too Scotty!" Stiles yelled down from his podium.
Scott waved at him and turned to face the crowed again. "Growing up was tough for me and for my mom. I always found an escape in music. The day I got my first guitar...man just holding it in my hands and plucking those strings made me cry like a baby. Stiles and I worked together writing songs and I would always sing at our school talent shows. It still seems like a dream to stand before entire crowds of people who listen to my bands music. I love them and I love all of you and I hope we all have a good time tonight!"
He threw his hand up and the crowed went wild.
"Damn he knows how to work a crowed," Tierney said.
"You don't get this big by just making good music. You got to be charismatic to," Lori said.
"The first song will be one of the first songs I wrote after I got bit."
A new energy began to fill the room: Anticipation. No doubt they all knew which song it was, I could hear people whispering in the crowed, guessing what song was about to be played.
"It's called...Teen Wolf!"
The crowed erupted in cheers.
"Kind of a dark song to start with," Jiang commented.
"He could sing about worshiping Satan and eating babies and everyone here would still love it," I said.
"It was a tough time for me as it always for someone who is bitten against their will. You always hear people talking about raging hormones and how angst-y your teens are. But then you add the bloodlust and rage being a Werewolf brings and it can be very scary. I had a lot of trouble accepting what I now was. I even attacked and almost hurt Stiles."
"Still love you Scotty!" Stiles called down and the crowed laughed.
"Stiles was there for me a lot. Without him, my mom and my friends who soon became my pack I wouldn't be here. But this song is all the anger and rage I felt. Not at the world but at myself because I felt like a monster. A beast. So, I dedicate this song to everyone who was turned without a choice. Who felt the fangs of a monster bite into their flesh and were forever changed. Remember, not all monsters do monstrous things!"
The crowed applauded him for a moment and then died down as the band began to play. It started out slow and was mostly just Scott and Isaac playing their guitars with the occasional beat by Liam at the drums. Then Kira began to let out a low pitch that sounded mournful and Scott began to sing.
He spoke of a red eyes in the dark and a burning pain in the flesh. Of fear and panic and being too scared to look at yourself in the mirror. There was a pause and then Liam hit the cymbals and the tone changed, becoming more energetic and angry. Now it spoke of rage so powerful it made you see red. Scott's eyes went Alpha at that part, I could not help the instinct to bare my throat to him, even this far in the audience I had to follow the instinct to show the proper respect to an Alpha.
The song continued, blackouts, waking up in the woods, the addictive power of becoming a predator. Becoming a monster. I admit, it did speak to some dark part of my soul. Lori and I were born wolves. It was easier for those born to control their anger and instincts than it was for someone who was bitten. Because the wolf was always in us, waiting for us to become strong enough for it to come out.
But to have the bite forced on you, with no preparation and in such a violent way it can be very traumatic. Still, I remember when I became a Werewolf. When the moon was full, and I felt the burning power coursing through me. It may be easier for us to learn control, but it can still be a difficult process.
I could understand the words to the song and its tone better than you would think. Bitten or born there is always going to be a period of adaption. There were times when I felt more beast than man.
Scott and Kira were roaring into their microphones, their movements angry and predatory. The crowed had been swaying to the music earlier but now we were belting out the lyrics and shouting their approval. Some had tears in their eyes, I wondered if they were just overcome with emotion or if maybe they understood this song on a very personal level.
Alpha attacks were much more rare now days than they were years ago. Some asshole couldn't just bite random people or abduct kids to grow his pack. Not without risking being hunted by government Hunters. But still there were fools and monsters who thought they could be sneaky.
The song ended, and we all clapped our hands so hard it was like we were making thunderclaps.
"I take it back, that was fucking awesome!" Jian snarled.
The energy in the room was electric. Jiang wasn't the only one acting wolf-y. Lots of people were getting twitchy. Tierney was almost full Beta-mode and had an arm wrapped around Jiang's waist. I saw other shifters in the crowed either fully transformed and getting rather territorial.
I wrapped my arms around the three, they struggled at first but I gave a low warning growl they whined and became more passive. I was higher ranked then them. I was older. It was my responsibility to protect them and if there was a fight, it would get messy.
"Everyone okay?" Scott asked soothingly, his eyes still burned red. "Fucking intense right? Whooo!"
The tension began to die out though some were still acting twitchy.
"Thanks to my brother Stiles using his powers, the songs pack a bit more punch."
"A bit?" Lori asked with a snort. "I feel like it's a full moon!"
"Thank Buddha it's not," Tierney replied.
"That was just the warm up, but this next song will help calm everyone down. The next song is going to be Be your own anchor."
"Oh my God I love that song!" Lori said.
I let them go. They took a quick second to scent me, letting me know they appreciated my efforts to keep them safe. I felt myself become more at ease. My pack was safe, the tension was slowing leaving the room.
"During my early days I went through a bit of a rough patch and my old anchor wasn't working anymore. So my mom told me to be my own anchor. For those of you not familiar with the term an anchor is something a shifter uses to help keep us grounded when the instinct starts to take control. It can be a lover, a family member, a memory or in some cases a mantra. My mom was trying to tell me to find strength not in others but in myself. To believe that I could control my instincts. When I became an Alpha that became my packs mantra. So we never forget that when all else fails we can center ourselves and keep our humanity in control."
We all applauded, and the song had a much lighter tone this time. It started off with Liam on the drums quickly followed by the guitars all playing in perfect synch. Stiles was moving his head to the beat, working the controls of his equipment.
I wondered what if he was working his magic because I was already feeling much better, I felt more excited instead of anxious.
The song started talking about feeling out of control and being unable to tame your inner beast. But then it turned more hopeful and upbeat.
"You can't give up, you can't give in! Claws in your palms, blood dripping down your fists. But you got to stay calm, you got to stay focused, time has come to be your own anchor."
We all jumped up and down waving our hands in the air, I could feel my heart beating in my chest. I felt like I could do anything. Like nothing could stop me!
There were more songs. Electric Vixen, Wolves of War, Search for a Cure, Boy in the Box, Mischief, the Hot Girl, Silver Arrow, Coyotes Den and my personal favorite The Beasts of Beacon Hills.
While Teen Wolf was about the struggles of being a shifter, Beasts of the Hills was a song that celebrated being a shifter. Embracing your beast and instincts, that just because we had fangs and claws didn't mean we were bloodthirsty, murderous beasts. That despite all the hard work and stress there was joy and fun to be found.
It was uplifting and the energy in the club was truly at its apex. We were all dancing wildly, some people were being lifted up in the air and surfed the crowed. I lost track of all the people I danced with, one moment I was looking at Lori who was just as ecstatic and happy as I was, jumping up and down in the air. Then I blinked and I was looking at Jian and Tierney who were making out passionately and I had an urge to get between the two of them and share in that passion. Then I would blink again, and again seeing a new face, a new pair of lips, a new pair of hands on my hips, my back, my ass, my crotch.
There were dancers on the stage now. A mixture of humans and shifters dancing in unison. They were in various stages of undress. Some because their forms needed the extra space and others simply to show of their blessings.
Sweat, sex, joy, heat, and a million other scents sending my mind into overload filled the club.
It was Nirvana.
Just when I felt like things couldn't get more epic Stiles began to glow. I had been paying close attention to him, he had taken off his glasses at some point, he looked truly energized. He danced, jumping up and down waving his hands wildly in the air. There was no skill, no technique. Just wild and reckless abandon.
His eyes glowed orange, then just as the song was about to reach its end he threw his head back and for a moment I wondered if I had hit my own climax. The expression on his face could only be described as orgasmic, then he began to glow, an aura in the shape of a fox the color of brass rose up from Stiles, mimicking his pose.
The crowed marveled at the sight. The dancers fell to their knees and bowed and the lights began to dim down, leaving Stiles the only source of color in the room. Finally the light vanished as did his aura, now the only light was the many glowing eyes.
The lights came back on and we all started cheering. The True Alphas stood up and walked forward to join the dancers who were all standing up now. Stiles got off the podium to join them. They all stood together hand in hand and bowed to the audience.
We laughed, we cheered, we cried, we showered them with praise.
It was a great night.
"Come on, lets make our way backstage," Lori said to us. "Liam texted me something about an after party!"
Looks like the night was about to get better.
Stiles
"You were amazing Liam!" the blonde girl–Lori–said as she jumped over to Liam and hugged him.
Liam wrapped his arms around her waist and lifting her up. I looked over at Scott and he had the same grin on his face that was on my own. Liam had a genuine smile on his face as he hugged her. Lori and her group were led in by Allison and the twins. Allison was the head of the bands security, it wasn't easy for the twins to be subordinate to a Huntress but she quickly put them in their place. If there was one thing the twins respected it was strength.
Allison was a certified Hunter. That means when a shifter breaks the law Allison has the authority to end their life. Most of the time she spent with the band, but some times she had to go off to do her Hunter duties. Her desire to become a Hunter had caused a lot of issues between her and Scott when they first started going out. They stopped dating for a while until Scott had been arrested for biting Liam. By that time she was dating Isaac and Scott was dating Kira.
Yet somehow the four of them all started dating and then somehow Malia got added into the mix.
I noticed the tallest in the group, a boy with black hair glaring at Liam. No doubt this was Brett, and he didn't like how close his sister was being held by Liam.
Liam sat her down and blushed when she kissed him on the cheek. "Brett, whats up man?" he asked stepping forward to shake Brett's hand.
"Nice to see you runt," he greeted with a grin.
The muscles in Liam's arms tensed as did Brett's. No doubt the two of them were trying to crush the others hand. "Don't think I can't beat your ass Talbot. I don't want to embarrass you in front of your sister."
"All bark, no bite!"
Lori sighed and walked up and cuffed them both upside the head. "Are you guys ten?" she chastised.
"I like her," Malia said with a grin.
"So you guys are from Satomi's pack right?" Scott asked walking forward to shake their hands.
"It's an honor to meet you," Lori said.
"Yeah man, your music is amazing," Brett said.
The other two members stared at Scott like he was Santa Claus. They both shook his hand then stared at their hands and looked like they were about to pass out.
"Can we get you guys something to snack on?" Scott asked. "We're staying at the penthouse over at the Hotel de Selene, there will be more food and drinks there if you want to come."
The Hotel de Selene was the largest building in all of Beacon county. It was located on the other side of town where you could find the other fancy hotels and jewelry stores and business companies. It was where the elite would go and live.
The Ito pack members shared a look, judging from the excited expressions on their faces it was clear what their answer was going to be.
"Sure, we'd love to come!" Brett said.
"Corey," I said.
Corey appeared in front of them, causing them to jump back and growl. He handed them each a group of papers to sign. "Hey Brett," Corey greeted.
"God damn it Corey you know I hate it when you do that!" Brett snarled taking the pen he offered him.
"These are your disclosure forms. When we get the penthouse, you will never speak of anything you see or hear while you are there. Also, no cellphones of cameras. If you need to call someone, let us know. Failure to break these rules means we sue your ass's."
"What kind of shit could go down at a party that requires disclosure forms?" Brett asked with a grin.
I grinned at him in return. My eyes traveled up and down his body. He was totally my type, he was tall, slim but built and he had the sexiest eyes! I don't know why but I was starting to believe Mason when he said Brett really was the coolest.
"Well, sign me up," Brett said signing the form.
"Oh my God this place is amazing!" Lori said.
We had ridden with the band on their bus. There had been a large crowed of fans and reporters waiting for us at the hotel. They took some time to sign pictures and talk to the press then we made our way inside.
"Thank you so much for inviting us."
Liam had left to go grab us some drinks, Brett, Lori, Liam, and I were playing a game of pool. The room was filled with people. The majority of them our crew and the rest were some groupies who like Liam's friends had to sign some forms.
The party was tame now, but it was only a matter of time before things started to heat up.
"Any friend of Liam's is a friend of ours," I said.
Lydia had texted to make sure everything was going okay before we got to the hotel. I let her know the party went great and promised to call her when we arrived. As we rode up in the elevator, I sent her a text telling her we were safe and to have a good time. She replied with a captioned picture saying I will;).
The picture showed her Jacuzzi bathtub filled with bubbles and dozens of candles stationed around the room. A bottle of champagne and a bowel of candy sat on the edge. Parrish stood with one foot inside the tub, he was naked and I could see the side of his ass. It was a little flat for my taste but very muscular. You could bounce a quarter off that thing. He was staring down at the water, his eyes were glowing and I was sure he was using his powers to heat the water up.
They were both ready to have kids. Parrish had been wanting to put a bun in Lydia's oven for a while now but Lydia wanted to make sure her carrier was firm before she started having kids. Parrish had been patient and understanding, but judging by the look on his face he was ready to go all Gordon Ramsey on her oven.
"Just don't be getting too friendly tonight Lor," Brett remarked.
"Excuse me?" she said giving him a sharp look. "I know you are not telling me who I can sleep with Brett Talbot?"
Brett had the grace to look flustered. "Come on don't be-"
She raised a finger, cutting off his speech. "Liam is a sweet guy Brett, if there was ever a guy you could trust me with I think it would be him. I have never slut shammed you for your lifestyle, I would appreciate the same curtsy when I am the one who needs to get dicked!"
Brett raised his hands defensively. "You're right, I am sorry. You're my little sister Lor. I will never not look out for you."
Lori sighed. "I don't need you to protect me Brett. Believe it or not, I can take care of myself."
"I'll always protect you Lori. You're my little sister."
He reminded me of a puppy that had been chastised. I thought Scott had that look nailed. Brett could seriously give him a run for his money.
Lori walked over to Brett and kissed him on the cheek. "I love you big brother. But I really like Liam. I always have and I always felt like I missed a chance to be with him before he hooked up with Hayden. I want to see if maybe we can start something."
"You have my vote of confidence girl," I said. "To be honest, I haven't seen Liam act so happy since he started talking to you."
"Really?" she asked with a sweet smile.
I nodded. "Yeah. Liam's like a little brother to me. We all want him to be happy and I think you are good for him."
"Thanks Stiles. Do you have anyone in your life?"
I shook my head. "No. I'm a more casual kind of guy. Dad and Melissa are always on my ass about settling down. Though Scott hasn't exactly helped."
I looked over to see Scott sitting down with his little harem. Malia sat between his legs. Allison sat on his left, Isaac was resting his head on her lap and Kira sat on Scott's right. Allison was playing with Isaac's hair while Scott and her kissed. They broke apart, and she bent down and began to kiss Isaac and Scott began to kiss Kira. Malia reached into her pocket and pulled out a pill and placed it between her lips and patted Scott on the leg. He smiled and bent down to kiss her and take the offered pill.
Brett's friends Jiang and Tierney were watching from afar with stunned looks on their faces.
"Holy shit!" Brett said looking stunned. "I heard all these rumors Scott was dating members from his crew...I didn't think they were all right!"
I chuckled.
"Are they all dating?" Lori asked looking just as stunned as Brett.
"No. Allison and Isaac are dating and so is Kira and Malia," I answered.
"So who is Scott dating?"
"All of them."
"And they all get along?" Brett asked.
"Oh yes. Now you know why we had you sign the disclosure forms."
Liam arrived with our drinks. He saw Brett and Lori staring at Scott and the others. He laughed and punched Brett on the shoulder in a friendly manner. "What you always wanted huh?"
"Aren't you worried one of these people might have a hidden camera or something?" Lori asked nodding to the other party goers. "I mean someone hacked Scott's phone who is to say they didn't bug this place?"
"Way ahead of you. See that guy over." I pointed to one of our security guys, he had dark tanned skin and black hair and glowing purple eyes. "He's a Raiju. They can emit electromagnetic waves that can fuck with electronics, and I use my powers to keep the noise down so we don't have to worry about the neighbors bitching."
"We had to learn to take precautions. Not just from paparazzi but from the anti-supernaturalists who would use this to discredit Scott."
"Fuck those guys," Brett said.
I raised my drink in the air. "Fuck those guys," I repeated.
"So, got anything stronger?" Brett asked. "I know I saw Scott sharing some moondust with his girl."
I smiled and reached into my pocket and grabbed a packet of pills. "Glad to see your reputation wasn't overblown. Who wants to get fucked up?"
I handed them all pills and took a two myself. I was a little drunk myself, not on alcohol but on the power I had absorbed from the concert. If I could glow you'd be able to see me all the way from space.
I looked at Brett, he was staring at me as he swallowed his pills. He gave me a little wink and licked his lips.
Oh yeah, I was going to have fun tonight.
Brett
It was an hour later, and the party had become more decadent. Guys and girls were swimming naked in the pool, guys were playing cards. Smoking cigars and betting money. Someone had turned the stereo on to play music by the True Alphas and I was dancing with Stiles.
Tierney and Jiang were in the pool, she was on his shoulders and they were wrestling with another couple. Like everyone else they were naked. Lori and Liam were dancing, their foreheads were touching, and they were staring deep into one anothers eyes. She had her hand on his head, playing with his hair.
Scott and his group were still on the couch. He had his shirt off and Malia was on his lap. Her shirt was off and Scott was kissing her breasts. Malia stood behind the couch rubbing Scott's shoulders and kissing Malia on the lips. Isaac had Allison pinned to the arm of the couch, his hand rubbed furiously inside her pants and she pulled his hair tight.
Every once in a while I saw some people go up the stairs and disappear from view. I could only imagine what was going on there. Scott sat up and the others followed him up the staircase and when Liam saw them go, he whispered something to Lori and I couldn't make out what he said. But judging from the grin that formed on Lori's face I already knew. He took her hand and as they made their way to the stairs, I grabbed his arm.
"Liam...treat her right," I said.
He nodded. I could see he understood. He knew how much Lori meant to me. "I will treat her like a man should treat a woman."
We nodded and Lori gave me a look of gratitude. I admit, part of me wanted to rip Liam's head off. But Lori was a grown woman now and I couldn't stop her from living her life.
I turned my attention back to Stiles who was smiling at me. The noise around us died down, but no one seemed to notice. "You're very protective of your sister."
"She's the only family I have left. Our parents died in a fire. We we're put in the system. Lori was adopted by a family and we lost one another for a few years. I was never adopted, too unruly. When I got old enough, I sought out Satomi and asked her to help me find my sister. We tracked her down. She had been put into Eichen."
Stiles eyes widened. "How in the name of holy God did you get her out?"
Eichen House was a facility for the mentally disturbed. They also had a ward there for supernatural beings who had not committed any serious crimes but were considered to be too dangerous to be allowed amongst the human population. Humans came and went there but if you were anything supernatural your ass wasn't going anywhere unless you were being transferred to another facility.
"A lot of strings were pulled. Lori's adoptive family were the kind of people who thought a Werewolves nature could be suppressed and contained. She lost control and was captured before she could hurt anyone. She was declared a hazard, and she had to stay there for a year. She was a model patient and when we went to court and showed the evidence of what her adoptive parents did to her, we were able to get her out. I worked my ass off at lacrosse to be able to make a deal to stay at Davenport with her."
Stiles smiled and kissed me on the lips. I wrapped my arms around his waist and lifted him up so I could capture more of his lips.
"You come off as being a bad ass but you're just a big softie."
I thrust my hips up and he gasped. "That feel soft little fox?"
"Oh we are going to have so much fun."
We danced, we drank, took some more moon dust, I considered going for a swim until I noticed many of the swimmers had decided to become more intimate. Tierney sat on the edge of the pool, Jiang face was between her legs and she was writing. There were plenty of other people, not caring of the people who were watching.
I had drank a good amount of wolfsbane-laced alcohol. This kind wasn't lethal obviously. It merely weakened our abilities. Hunters used it for centuries to capture and torture us while some Werewolves used it to try and repress their powers (Never ended well) but then some brilliant bastard got the idea to use it to help us get drunk.
My body was pumped full of moondust. One pill can get you high but I had seven now and my senses were working in overdrive right now. I was bordering sensory overload right now. I wasn't sure how much longer I could handle taking it all in. The sights, the sounds and the smells fulling my brain with information before I had a chance to properly process it.
But I didn't want to stop, I felt like I was flying in space on solar flares through colorful nebula. I have never ingested this much moondust before and knew the hangover was going to be a bitch but I felt like I was about to transcend my body and rise to a new level of reality.
I felt bad for humans, moondust got them a little high but not like it could for a shifter. Maybe it was something about our nature.
Stiles kissed my ear, nibbling on my ear. "Come on, let's take this party upstairs."
He took my hand, and we stumbled our way up the stairs to the next floor. The doorway was guarded by a pair of tall beefy guards who nodded to Stiles as they opened the door to us.
The door closed behind us and I could hear the deliciously similar sounds of sex coming from the doors that lined the hall. I could almost see the chemo-trails leading to each room, a multicolored rainbow.
Stiles grabbed me and pinned me to the wall. It caught me off guard, I was taller than him and was packing more muscle. I did not fight him when he kissed me, I welcomed his advances. Fuck he tasted amazing! I could taste all the alcohol and even the grape flavored moondust he had consumed.
Kitsune didn't have senses like Werewolves. Maybe a little better than a humans but they couldn't track a person or smell their emotions. I wondered how the moondust effected him. His eyes had been orange ever since he took his first pill and he had more than one.
"Let's take this to my room. I want you to teach me some Werewolf sex tricks," he moaned.
I chuckled. "Read my book have you?"
"Oh yeah. I have had some Werewolf lovers but I want to get fucked by the master."
I licked the tip of his nose. "Be careful what you wish for."
He grabbed my lips with his teeth and pulled me down the hall. One of the doors was open. I saw one of the security guards with reddish-brown hair. There were three other girls with him in his room He had one pinned against the bed frame, she sat in his lap. I watched as they devoured one anothers mouths, his hips slowly worked in circles before he began to pummel her, causing her to scream in pleasure. His cock was so wide it pulled her cunt with every thrust, a pair of nice sized balls slapped against her ass.
The other two women were fooling around with one another, I saw one gently nursing the others red pussy with her fingers. She had clearly already had a turn with him. It looked a little painful, but she was just smiling, talking about her it hurt so good.
"Aiden is a real beast," Stiles said smiling at the sight. "His nickname is the pussy slayer. One night with him and you won't be walking for a week. A lot of the groupies sleep with security hoping to get to meet the band. The others hate Aiden because he always promises to share but leaves them too sore."
I watched as sweat poured down his back and down the crack of ass. The glutes in his cheeks looked utterly delicious as his muscles tensed with each thrust. I wanted to taste his flesh and bite into those wonderful globes of flesh. It must have shown on my face because Stiles wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"Sadly, Aiden is strictly heterosexual. His brother Ethan however..."
He turned us around and opened a door wide enough so we could peek our heads in. Ethan, Aiden's twin stood next to the room with the lizard-wolf dancer Jackson. Ethan looked exactly like his brother. Same hair, same style, same build, same muscles, same everything. Even had the same junk, now that was some serious Twilight Zone shit.
He and Jackson were kissing passionately. But they were not alone. There was a guy with olive colored skin and black hair laying motionless on the bed. He was naked just like they were and it took me a moment to realize exactly what was going on. While Ethan and Jackson were kissing, Jackson's tail was pushing in and out of the other guys ass!
He was moaning, his cock was hard on his stomach and a small puddle of pre-cum puddled in his bellybutton. "Fuck," I whispered.
"Oh that is not the best part. Look."
Jackson and Ethan had moved. Ethan stepped between Jackson's tail and I watched in fascination as he pushed his dick into the others hole while Jackson's tail was still in there. It was a slow process because his dick was the same size and shape as his brothers, plus the tail took up a lot of room to.
"Fuck, how did I let you talk me into this?" Ethan asked, I couldn't see his face but he sounded both a little disgusted, and a little turned on.
I stared in shock. I thought the tail thing was crazy but when I looked at Jackson, I saw he had two raging hard on's. You heard me right. He didn't have one dick but two! He moved behind Ethan and gave him a playful slap on the air.
"Don't act like you don't like the feel of my scales on your cock."
I watched in fascination as he parted Ethan's cheeks and stuck both his dicks into him. Ethan paused to adjust to the intrusion. Jackson kissed the back of his neck and after a moment the both of them began thrusting. Ethan and Jackson's tail in the tan guy and Jackson's dicks into Ethan.
Talk about double penetration!...Or is this quadrupedal penetration?
Being a shifter had a lot of benefits, especially when it came to sex. Stamina, and an enhanced sex drive. But depending on what shifter you were sleeping with, you could enjoy some unique biological advantages.
I had seem some kinky shit when I got into porn I naturally looked for stuff with shifters. One of my favorites was Hunt of the Alpha She-Wolf! A movie about an Alpha who hunted a group of young men to turn into her own personal harem. The main star wasn't an Alpha in real life, they had used shitty CGI to give her the red eyes of one.
It should be no surprise shifter porn was extremely popular. People loved real monsters fucking. Of course the pro-supernaturalists called any pornography with shifters exploitation. I thought it was amazing. What better way to show humans we were harmless than by showing them we had the same desires and passions that they did.
"Amazing huh?" Stiles asked.
"Whose that guy?" I asked.
"Danny? Used to date Ethan and is Jackson's best friend. Ethan and Jackson are dating and some times Danny joins them when he needs to blow some steam or when he goes through a dry spell. Jackson loves using his venom to paralyze his lovers. It's a dominance thing."
We watched them for a few more moments, Stiles fingers ghosted over my abs. I knew he was enjoying the feel of them on his fingers. People loved my eight-pack. It was the stuff of legend. People think being a Werewolf means you immediately become buff. Truth is though your metabolism changes and you do develop a better figure you still need to work out to stay strong and fit.
We left the trio to their own devices and checked out another room. Inside was Mason. At first I thought he was alone, but I realized his legs appeared to be wrapped around something and it looked like something was holding him down.
"God...Corey! Right there! Fuck yeah! Own me!"
"Corey is the one who can turn invisible right?" I asked.
Stiles nodded. "Yeah. Mason can kind of see him. We don't know why. They love fooling around in public. But since no one can see them-"
"Jesus!" I growled. "You guys are all crazy!"
"Oh you ain't seen nothing yet."
He pulled me further down the hall. Some of doors were closed but it was easy to guess what was going on. Others were open, the occupants didn't care if they were seen. One of those rooms had Scott and his lovers.
I stared in shock. Kira was riding Scott, Malia sat on his face while she kissed Kira. Allison was riding Isaac just like Kira was to Scott. The two were holding hands, Scott's thumb rubbed Isaac's knuckles softly.
I stared in wonder. The scent coming from them was lust, arousal and the most powerful and pure emotion of all: Love.
There was no sign of resentment, jealousy, envy. I envied Scott so much at this moment. Not for his fame but for the fact he had four people who loved him so much and all got along. Guy really was living the dream.
"It's beautiful." I whispered. "You guys really are like hardcore rockers!"
Stiles chuckled. "Yeah. A bit more extreme than we imagined when we were kids. But it's our life and we are happy. Scott and the others have been talking about coming out about their relationship. They're tired of having to be careful when they are out in the public, they are tired of hiding what they are. Scott seriously wants to do a commitment ceremony between all five of them. Obviously it wouldn't be official as far as the courts are concerned by it wouldn't be illegal."
"Love like this shouldn't be hidden," I said firmly. "This is beautiful."
Stiles sighed. "Yeah but there are conservatives on both sides who would try and crucify them for this."
"It's none of their business."
"No, but they will make it their business." he chuckled. "Their parents know. They had gathered everyone for a big family dinner to tell them the truth."
"I can imagine what that was like."
Stiles laughed. "I thought Kira's mom was going to stab him with that butter knife. Argent got red as a tomato. Mr. Tate got this twitch in his eye. My dad sighed and shook his head and Melissa was shocked but then got happy because it meant more grandchildren. Scott's dad was there to...he was so proud."
"Why were you and your dad there?" I asked. "Moral support?"
He shook his head. "No, my dad married his mom years ago." he looked over to the group his lips pulled back in a pout. "Of course Melissa–bless her heart–loves to use this as ammo against my bachelor lifestyle. 'When are you going to settle down Stiles? Scott has four lovers and you have none. We expect you to give us grandchildren to you know'."
I laughed. "Satomi has been on me about settling down as well. She has tried hooking me up with girls and boys from other packs. She stopped when I kept sleeping with them. 'I am your Alpha and your guardian Brett, but I am not your Tinder app'."
Stiles laughed. "Oh my God!"
We left Scott and the others to their devices. We stopped by a few more rooms to watch more scenes of debauchery. We were both getting worked up watching everyone. Our hands kept touching one another and our lips kept on touching skin. We avoided one door which smelled like Lori and Liam. I could hear moaning and the sounds of bed-springs being put to good use.
I had to fight the urge to go in there and rescue her from the little deviant. But it was like Lori said, she is a grown woman now and has needs I can't provide. Still, once a big brother, always a big brother. The desire to protect one's family is always strong no matter our age.
We finally arrived to the only unoccupied room, and we were so worked up from moondust and watching everyone fucking I felt like I could pop at any second. I slammed the door shut shut and pinned him against it, using my larger size to keep him in place as I assaulted his neck.
"Yeah baby, just like that!" he hissed.
I pulled back to gently cup his face. "Open up!" I ordered.
He did as I said, I was pleased with his subservience. I stuck my tongue into his mouth and licked the inside. He made little whimpering sounds as I probed inside.
"I can taste everything you have drank or ate in the last few hours. Fuck this moondust is amazing!"
I pulled back and smiled at him, his face was flush and the pupils of his orange eyes were blown.
"Ready to learn tantra from the master?"
Stiles
I sighed as Brett rubbed his hands down my leg. His hands were firm yet gentle. I lay naked on the bed, the bottle of oil lay on the table. Brett had taken his cloths off save for the pink man-thong he wore. I had raised my eyes at the choice of color and he just smiled. "Pink isn't just for girls."
We had started out with him giving me a foot massage, he was really good. The first several minutes he took to learn the layout of my body. Finding all the parts of me that were most sensitive and receptive. Once her did that he lathered my up with the oil.
Then he began to softly trace the moles on my body. Commenting on how it was like the constellations in the night sky. He trailed his fingers over them, drawing invisible lines. My skin was super-sensitive thanks to the moondust and his fingers were feather light.
The massage was both soothing and arousing. He found every knot and stiff muscle and like magic made me turn into a soft puddle of flesh and muscle.
I let out a deep gasp. My cock gave a small jump, and I was sure I just came a little on the sheets. Brett was running his fingers down the line of my taint to my balls. His touch was so light I barely felt it, yet the reactions was strong.
"If done right, it can be like a girls clit," he said with a soft laugh. "Fuck you're so responsive. All that moondust is making you feel everything huh?"
"Yes," I moaned.
I felt him move, his hands parted my cheeks, and I felt something wet begin to circle my entrance. I really was sensitive because the second he touched me my whole body jumped at the electric feeling that shot through me..
He kneaded my ass and I moaned for him. The stories about him being amazing at sex did not do him justice. He was so much better! He really was putting those Werewolf senses to good use because he knew exactly what turned me on the most.
My cock was leaking so bad I could feel the small pool forming beneath me. My hole throbbed with a terrible need, inflamed by Brett's skilled technique.
"Brett, please fuck me now!" I begged him.
He grabbed some more oil and poured it on his cock. "You want me to finger you some more?"
"Maybe another time. Right now, plow me!" I said wiggling my hips.
"Next time?" he asked with a humorous tone.
"Oh yes, totally!" I said.
He laid down on top of me. I shuddered at the feel of his throbbing dick rubbing against the crack of my ass. He really was proportionate to his size. He pinned my hands down by my wrists and placed his ankles around mine, keeping me still as he slowly began to drive into me.
"Faster!" I begged.
"No," he said softly.
"Faster!" I yelled.
"No," he responded.
"I swear to God you need to fuck me!"
He bottomed out, he was in so deep, I tried to wriggle free so I could work that wonderful dick, but I couldn't move under his weight. The bastard had full control...and I liked that. He knew I liked it to.
"Brett please!" I begged softly now. Hoping to invoke some kindness in him.
He began to pull out at a snails pace, I shuddered at the feel of him dragging out of me. I felt a tug and knew his head was at my entrance. Once more he began to push in at a tortuously slow pace.
How could he go so slow? Did he not have the urge to ravage me? This slow shit was killing me! Yet I could not get enough of it! I begged, I pleaded. I promised free admission to the club whenever he wanted if he was just pound into me.
But he merely continued to go at his own pace. Occasionally offering words of comfort. Kissing the back of my head and telling me how good I was and how I fit him so perfectly.
Whenever I was about to cum he would stop. He would wait a few moments until he was sure I was no longer at my peek and then he would resume his slow assault on me. He kept me right on the edge, pulling me back before I could jump over into bliss.
But even I have my limits and I needed to cum so bad that it was starting to hurt. He must have sensed this because with a sudden sharp stab of his meat and a sudden pinch of pain on the back of my neck I let out a scream to rival Lydia and the best orgasm of my life hit me like a train.
I lay there on the bed with him still on top of me, a writing mess while he remained still. After several moments I realized he was still hard.
"Didn't you cum?" I asked.
"No. I figure I get you to cum a few more times. Than shoot my load into you. Sound good?"
"Oh fuck yeah! When you bit my neck that made it really good!"
He licked the back of my neck where he bit me. "Kitsune and Werewolves have sensitive nerves around their neck. Applying the right amount of pressure at the right time can add an increase in pleasure during intimacy.
"Your book must be a top seller," I said.
He chuckled. "They want me to do another. So, I was thinking. Could we make this into a regular thing?"
"What like date?" I asked.
"More like a casual hook up thing. I really like you Stiles. Plus, I would like to go over my book with you. But I think that is going to take a while."
"Are you propositioning me with sex so you can date me?" I asked.
"Pretty much."
"Good, because I definitely want to do this with you again!" I said eagerly.
"Well the night is still young." he pulled out of me and I let out a grunt as his dick left my sensitive hold. "Get on your back. Let's see how flexible you can be."
I stood at my podium working the stereo as the music played. Brett and the others danced on the stage and the crowed loved it. Brett fit in well, as I knew he would. He got along well and the dancers all listened to him.
After we woke up the next morning–with the mother of all hangovers–we talked and I offered him as a job as a dancer at the club. I had seen him dance a few times in the crowed and thought he was pretty good. Brett accepted and now we got to spend more time together.
We were together. Six-months and it was the longest relationship either one of us had ever had. We had an open relationship. But when we did sleep with other people, we made sure the understood it was just sex. I had pointed him in Mason and Corey's direction, knowing the two of them wanted to ride that eight-pack of tantric sex on legs. They both needed to take a day off to recover.
I enjoyed waking up to the feel of his arms wrapped around me. I loved rubbing his shoulders when we went to bed, helping him relax after a long night at work. I love watching him dance but I love watching the crowed watch him even more. His movements were captivating and that magnetic aura he in pulled you in and never let you go.
Lydia was pregnant, Parrish, and her were expecting a little girl and they were both excited. I was surprised when they decided to name me as the godfather. It was a honer I was happy to receive.
Scott and the others came out to the public about their poly-relationship. As predicted there was some negative criticism from both sides. The anti-supernaturlists called him cult leader who brainwashed people to become his sex slaves while the pros called him a disgrace and an unfit role model.
There was some support. Scott and the others did a lot of interviews. Explaining how they met and how they all decided to date. People were both outraged and fascinated by the whole situation. Some called it a revolution to the ideas of how romantic relationships worked. Others accused Scott of misogyny and Kira, Malia and Allison had to deal with people slut shamming them and saying how women like them were the reason men will never respect their gender.
It was a tough time for them, but they closed ranks and supported one another. They were planning to do their commitment ceremony later this year after Lydia had her baby. Because there was no way Lydia was going to have pictures taken of her at a wedding while she was pregnant.
Lori and Liam are still together. She took some time off to travel with the band so she could be with Liam. She was back in school now but she seemed to be handling the long distance relationship pretty well. She flew out to see Liam as often as she could and they would use Skype to talk to one another every night they were not together.
Liam and I had to meet with their Alpha, Satomi. She truly was a formidable woman. When she learned her two wards had found mates she insisted she meet us to judge for herself if we were worthy of her charges affections. She was stern, but polite and refined. She entertained us with stories of their youth.
The dinner had gone well though she did take the time to threaten us with hellish pain should we hurt either Lori or Brett. "I may be a Buddhist now, but I wasn't always," she said.
If Brett and I ever break up I am so moving out of the country.
We are not conventional, we do not follow the standard norm of a couple. But we are always honest with one another about what we want and what we expect in the future. Maybe what we have will cool down and we will go our separate ways. Maybe one day we will both bite the bullet and get married.
We are both comfortable with what we have. I am not afraid to tell him I love him nor does he hesitate to say the same thing. If we do end this relationship, we will always be friends.
Sometimes love isn't explosive and passionate. Sometimes it is just a feeling of connection and understanding you have with someone.
For now we danced to the beat of love. We would not fret, we would not worry or try to define what we had. We simply danced to the song and let it lead us.
Fusedtwilight: Next chapter will either be Corey or Jackson. Who would you like to see next?
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