I found my way back to you

Once in the safety of his room did he allow the tears to fall. He crawled into his bed and let the words of his ex-pack hit him. They were done with him because they decided he was weak. He was just the weak little human that they had been keeping around to do the grunt work.

Now they had grown bored of him and they decided they were done with him.

"Well, Fuck that." He cried into his pillow.

Stiles stayed like that for a while until his head started to hurt from all of the crying he had done. Forcing himself to get up he decided it was time to get down to business. He could cry as much as he wanted later, but for right now he needed to get to work.

There was still some spare mountain ash that he stole from Deaton under his floorboards. Step one was to protect his room. The whole house would have been ideal, but for now, he only had a small amount of mountain ash and he needed to use it sparingly.

Putting it over his door was easy, but putting it over his window hurt a lot more. This was how they came in and him putting this down was actually drawing a line saying he was done with them. The thought hurt, but not as much as it had hurt when they drew the line first.

Noah came home from work and found Stiles crying in a ball on his bed. He went straight to him, grabbed him and pulled him onto his lap and cradled him to his chest like he used to when he was younger.

"What happened Stiles?."

"The..... Pack.... Kicked.... Me... Out."

Noah didn't say anything, he was angry that they did this to his son. His son who has done nothing but help the pack and saved them so many times. He just held onto Stiles whilst he cried.

When Stiles had stopped crying, Noah took him downstairs for something to eat.

"Come on son, let's get something to eat and you can explain what happened before I get my wolfs bane bullets out.

Stiles laughed. "Okay dad."

When they had eaten, Stiles explained why they supposedly kicked him out. How he was weak and a liability etc etc. Noah was fuming.

"How the hell is kicking you out of the pack going to protect you, keep you safe. Surely it would be safer for you in the pack, not out of it. I can't believe Scott agreed with it."

"They even said it would be best to stay away from them, for us not to be friends anymore."

"I'm going to kill them." Noah shouted.

"Dad, no don't go over there please."

"Fine, I won't. But what about what you told me. You said that you were Derek's mate, why would he do this?."

"That's what's what I overheard him telling Peter. He said I was too young so he was waiting to tell me. I thought he might have said something when I turned 18 but he never did, guess I wasn't mate worthy to him."

"Is that something you would have been interested in, with Derek I mean?."

"I used to think so, I had a massive crush on him, when I first met him, but..."

"He's not Peter?." Noah whispered.

Stiles head snapped up to meet his father's. "What?."

"I'm not stupid Stiles, I saw the way you looked at Peter, you looked at him the same way I looked at your mother. I never saw you look at Derek like that."

Stiles couldn't believe what he was hearing. He sighed. "Yeah I like Peter but he left. He was the only one in the pack that actually listened to me. The only one I actually felt a connection with. I miss him, dad."