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    What does a college guy have to do to make it home safely from the bar after a little too much to drink? Being drugged, abducted, thrown into a cage, and forced to act like a dog is not something the colleges put on their SafeWalk pamphlets. If they had, Stiles might not have left the bar alone. And is it too much to ask not to want to fuck the man who buys him and expects him to be his good little bitch?

    Or the one where Stiles has the Canidae gene which makes him a special breeder for werewolves.

    *PLEASE READ THE TAGS*
    *This is a forced, non-consensual breeding fic with non-consensual body modification.
    COMPLETE!

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    “I have absolutely no need of any more favours from you!” Stiles poked him once in the chest. “We shouldn’t even be running into each other at all. Like I said, tracking device. You know that’s illegal, right?”

    Derek crossed his arms over his chest, arching an eyebrow. “Who says I need a tracking device to find you? Maybe you’re just overly predictable. We are in your dad’s workplace, after all.”

    “Hey, I haven’t come by here in like, two weeks at least. So you’re following me.” Stiles pointed his finger at him again, but couldn’t poke him in the chest since he’d crossed his arms. “You are a stalking stalker who stalks!”

    “I thought I was a lying liar who lies.”

    “You can be both!”

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    Checking the time on his watch, he realized he was a minute behind and hurried to grab his briefcase and headed quickly out of his apartment, locking up behind him. He took the stairs down to the ground floor, because the elevator took an eternity, and had just entered the lobby when his usual morning companion exited the lift.

    He offered a smile, and raised his travel mug in greeting. The silent hello was returned with a head jerk and the raising of his own travel mug.

    The two of them headed for the door together, his companion reaching it first and opening it, holding it open for him. Nodding a thanks, he exited the building and went to wait at the curb, the other man following suit a moment later.

    They stood about two feet apart, sipping their coffees and saying nothing to one another.

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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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    “Excuse me, what do you mean he’s the fiftieth customer?” the woman demanded angrily.

    “I mean he’s the fiftieth customer,” the barista said cheerfully.

    “But I arrived after him.”

    “You certainly did, but you ordered before him, didn’t you?” The look he shot her at those words could’ve flayed the skin from her bones. “As such, you are customer number forty-nine. He is customer number fifty. Your drink will be ready over on the far counter, ma’am.”

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