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Chapters: 7/10
Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski
Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin, Danny Mahealani, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd, Cora Hale, Jackson Whittemore, Kali (Teen Wolf), Jennifer Blake, Ennis (Teen Wolf), Ethan (Teen Wolf), Aiden (Teen Wolf), Deucalion (Teen Wolf), Melissa McCall, Marin Morrell, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Mpreg, Panic Attacks, Temporary Character Death, Miscarriage, Implied/Referenced Death in Childbirth, Lawyer Stiles Stilinski, Police Officer Jackson Whittemore, Emissary Claudia Stilinski, Emissary Stiles Stilinski, Magical Stiles Stilinski, Alive Vernon Boyd & Erica Reyes, Alpha Derek Hale, Omega Stiles Stilinski, Non-Consensual Drug Use, Imprisonment, Werewolf Derek, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Platonic Female/Male Relationships, Platonic Lydia Martin/Danny Mahealani, Past Lydia Martin/Aiden, Past Danny Mahealani/Ethan - Freeform, Minor Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Minor Vernon Boyd/Erica Reyes
Summary: Stiles had the perfect life: a rising star in law, on track to become partner before he's thirty, and a fling with one of the hottest dudes ever. Then the dude disappears, and Stiles finds out his omega heritage has tripped him up, leaving him with a troubled pregnancy and stuck on bed rest. But he's handling it! He's good on his own! Right up until something goes horribly, horribly wrong, and he has to figure out how to move forward and make everything right again.
Stiles passes out in the car and comes back to consciousness lying on the floor of a room that seems surprisingly nice to his foggy mind. It looks like it should be someone’s bedroom, if he were actually sleeping in the bed that’s on the other side of the room, and if it weren’t for the eyebolts in the wall and heavy chain linked to the thick leather straps around his wrists. Werewolves, he reminds himself. Or possibly kink. Probably werewolves. Either way, this isn’t where he expected to end up.
“He had something on his claws.”
Stiles rolls over, looks across the room to find Danny sitting cross-legged, his wrists bound and bolted to an eyebolt as well, the chain lax enough to let his hands rest against his knees. Danny shrugs his shoulders. “Ethan came in while you were unconscious, and it was easy to get him talking. Aidan had something on his claws that knocked us out.”
“Your boyfriend seems like a dick,” Stiles mutters, his throat still thick from the after-effects of the drug.
“Aidan’s a dick—remember, Lydia likes to fuck assholes,” Danny says easily. “Ethan can be kind of a dick, but he’s not the kind of guy who kidnaps babies.” When Stiles gives him a doubtful look, Danny makes a face. “Normally he’s not. On the other hand, this is his pack.”
“His pack.” Stiles lifts his wrists, shakes the chains. “Your boyfriend is not only a dick, he’s apparently kinky.”
“He’s not my boyfriend, and there’s something you need to know before—”
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