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'It's the sound of angry fists banging on his door that wakes him. Groggily he stumbles out of bed, pulls on sweats that he's pretty sure aren't his, and nearly breaks his neck trying to navigate the stairs. When he manages to jerk the door open he comes face to face with one very pissed off Alpha. And his dad. They're both in uniform.'
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12 Oct 2026
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“Stiles?” Derek asked, sounding concerned.
“We need to call the pack,” Stiles said quietly.
“Why?”
“Because dad was wrong.” Stiles clenched his hand more tightly around his phone. “Dad was wrong about this not being Supernatural.”
And Stiles knew he was wrong, because he was staring down at a picture of Alyssa Campbell, with her long dark hair, her almond-shaped eyes, her high cheekbones, and that one little beauty mark down by the right side of her lower lip.
He was staring at the same person he’d been dreaming about for days.
And that dream had started before he even knew anyone was missing.
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11 Oct 2026
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There's a lot of screaming going on inside the first house Stiles visits. He isn't really worried, because it sounds like kids, but then the door opens and hi, says his dick, because the dude in front of him is gorgeous, built like a god with a face like thunder. Stiles wants to lick that solid jaw line. Hold the fuck on, says his cop brain, because the dude's got kids hanging all over him; one's on his back, skinny legs looped around his waist, and another two hanging off one arm, toes barely brushing the ground. There's a tubby toddler clinging to his leg like a koala, and he's got a baby tucked into the crook of the one arm that doesn’t have kids hanging off it. Stiles' mouth drops open.
"How many of those kids did you kidnap?" he asks before he can wrangle his brain into submission.
The man gives him a look that says what the fuck is wrong with you and snaps, "You think I'd subject myself to this on purpose?"
"Oooh," says one of the kids hanging off his arm. "I'm telling Mom."
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10 Oct 2026
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There's something weird about Beacon Hills that Stiles can't quite put his finger on. The way everyone in town knows his name the day he arrives. The way they insist the melancholic howling that echoes through the forest every night is just a dog. The way his dad denies getting a dog, even though Stiles comes home to find one sprawled across his bed, some big black thing whose eyes gleam red in the right light. The way that massive oak tree out in the woods vibrates under his touch, pulsing with sickly life.
There's something weird going on in this town, and Stiles is determined to get to the bottom of it.
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09 Oct 2026
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Werewolves, Stiles is coming to learn, do not stop being wolfy just because they put away the fangs and fur. Being friends with almost entirely werewolves means that he's got to figure out a whole bunch of their weird new habits.
Thank God he's adaptable.
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08 Oct 2026