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“I thought that we had an understatement that you are going to invite everyone in this meeting,” Peter told Scott, flashing his blue eyes over him.
“If you’ll read the text messages, you’ll see that I organized it a conclave meeting which was intended that Stiles won’t be included in the meeting,” Scott flashed his bright red eyes as his beta took one step forward to protect him from Peter.
“I guess that it was a mistake to come over here in the first place, I mean, if you do want to negotiate, you need Stiles for it, but if you don’t even invite him, so what are you going to do with him?” Peter asked, daring the true alpha.
“That’s why arrange the conclave, discussing Stiles’s fate, and if you don’t want to get involved just go, I don’t need a bad influence in my pack,” Scott muttered at him.
“I’ll stay, for now.” Peter told them and went to lean against the wall.
Derek sent him to check why the secret meeting, while he was away.
Peter knew that his mate is probably with his dad and knew nothing about it.
Peter will fill them up about the so-called secret meeting of the McCall’s pack.
“According to last events I decided that we should kick out Stiles from the pack, he doesn’t do everything right, all Stiles did is rambling and risking the pack’s lives, Deaton is better optional for being the spark for our pack,” Scott stated as he stared at his pack, “If anyone does not agree with me, raise your hand.”
Only Peter’s hand was up, but Scott didn’t cast his vote.
“Okay, now for the other issues that I want to discuss with you…” Scott started, not even noticing that Peter is gone.
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Peter left the conclave, he was furious.
His nephew is out of town, searching for strays, Peter knew that Derek wants to build another pack and was not pleased with how Scott is functioning his pack.
Peter walked over to the police station, need to notify Stiles about the situation before Scott will add more insults to it when he’ll talk with Stiles.
When he finally reached the police station, Peter saw his mate outside, Stiles looked furious.
“Stiles, you need to calm down,” Peter tried to reach over his mate, who blocked the way for him to reach him.
“He kicked me from his pack,” Stiles called, wanting to burn it all down, he could feel his body on fire, Peter noticed how his mate’s eyes changed to gold, shapes as flame instead of eyeballs.
“I was invited by Scott but wasn’t agree with his decision so I left the pack,” Peter told his mate, trying to reach him out.
“Stiles… please… don’t block me,” Peter begged for his mate, “I hate to see you hurt.”
“Are we like omegas now? Without a pack?” Stiles asked, hot tears leaving his Bambi’s eyes.
“We are not omegas, Derek is the alpha, he should be back soon, we can join his pack if you want,” Peter replied, staring at Stiles, hoping that his mate will let him in, he needs his mate, sniffing his scent, getting closer to him, he missed him.
Stiles collapsed on the ground, feeling exhausted as he used the spark for his anger and blocked his mate from reaching him.
Peter could feel that he could reach his mate as he knelt beside him, holding him closer, mumbled words of love to calm him down as much as he could.
Peter was the only one who could anchor him and Stiles felt guilty for acting toward him like this, but he was glad that it was Peter, found that the older man got so much patience for him.
“Whatever you want to do with McCall’s pack, just remember that I’m with you, okay?” Peter asked as he kept sniffing his mate, kissing him softly.
“Alpha Derek won’t be mad at me for it?” Stiles asked, his voice cracked as he cried, letting the fire deem into his cold body.
“I don’t believe that he will after Derek will find out that caused you hurt, and my nephew knew how much I love you.” Peter replied, never letting go from Stiles, trying to keep him calm, feeling the cold as his mate shivered.
“Come, let’s go home, we can always deal with McCall’s later, you need to gather your strength if you want to cast spells on them.” Peter urged and helped him on his feet as he carried him home.