The next morning, after Scott and the pack had breakfast, Scott turned to Melissa and said. "Mom, please go to Deaton and make sure he's safe. Since we killed Kali yesterday, Deucalion might try to retaliate by going after someone close to me. Deaton is the only one I'm worried about."
Melissa frowned. "But you told me Alan's sister is the Emissary of Deucalion's pack. She wouldn't let them hurt her own brother, would she?"
Scott shook his head. "I don't know, Mom. But it's better to be safe than sorry."
Melissa sighed. "Alright, I'll go to the animal clinic right now."
After that, Scott and his pack headed to school.
Later that day, after their French class ended, Scott and his pack remained in the classroom, waiting for the other students to leave. Soon, only they and Morrell remained.
Morrell was the first to speak. "Did you guys kill Kali yesterday?"
Cora nodded. "Yeah, I did. Do you want to avenge her or something?"
Morrell shook her head. "No. But Deucalion is furious. He felt it the moment she died. He doesn't know for sure that you were the ones who did it, though."
Stiles leaned forward. "So, who does he think killed her?"
Morrell sighed. "He thinks it was Derek. He went to Derek's place last night but didn't find him. Instead, the twins captured Peter. They told me to tell you that if Derek doesn't meet them at the Beacon Hills First National Bank, they'll kill him."
Cora smirked. "They can kill him if they want. Honestly, they'd be doing me and Derek a favor."
Morrell asked. "You don't care if your uncle dies?"
Cora shrugged. "Nope. I'd rather kill him myself, but my stupid brother won't let me."
Shaking her head, Morrell turned to Scott. "By the way, Deucalion asked me to tell you to come with Derek. He said it's time for the two of you to meet."
Scott nodded. "Great. I was going to ask you to arrange a meeting anyway. Looks like there's no need. When does he want to meet?"
"Tonight." Morrell answered.
Scott started walking out of the classroom. "Tell him we'll be there."
With that, Scott and his pack left.
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After school, Stiles drove to the sheriff's station and went straight to his dad's office. He told Noah about Deucalion and his pack before asking. "Do you want to come with us, Dad?"
Noah sighed. "Are you sure we can't just arrest them?"
Stiles raised an eyebrow. "Dad, you're a shapeshifter now. What do you think?"
Noah sighed again, rubbing his temples. "Okay… but we're not killing the twins. They're just kids. And they didn't actually kill anyone in Beacon Hills."
Stiles nodded. "Alright. And after tonight, you'll be an Alpha too."
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That night, the pack gathered. Aside from Melissa, Victoria, and Chris, everyone drove to the Beacon Hills First National Bank.
After parking their cars and walking inside, they found Deucalion sitting in a chair with the twins by his side. Peter lay on the ground in front of them, bloodied and beaten.
Stiles smirked at Peter. "What happened, Peter? Just a few days ago, you said you knew how to survive."
Peter groaned. "Now is not the time for that. Help me, guys."
Deucalion turned his gaze to Scott and his pack, his expression calm. But inwardly, he felt an overwhelming sense of danger, especially from Scott. Still, he told himself. 'I'm the Demon Wolf. This is just a trick. There's no way they're stronger than me. I'm even sensing danger from the Hale siblings. If they were really that strong, Cora wouldn't have let us keep her captive for three months, and Derek wouldn't have let us kill his Beta the other day. This must be an illusion.'
Gritting his teeth, Deucalion clenched his fists, digging his claws deep into his palms to suppress the fear creeping into his mind. Then, he spoke.
"Peter, you can go. You're useless now."
Peter struggled to his feet, moving toward Derek while keeping his eyes on Deucalion and the twins. Once he was behind Derek, he let out a heavy breath.
Cora scoffed. "Too bad. I wish he'd killed you."
Peter glanced at her. "I'm your uncle, Cora. How can you want me dead?"
Cora snorted. "My uncle, who killed my sister, Laura."
Peter's face darkened. "I lost control back then. I'm sorry."
Cora ignored him and said nothing more.
Deucalion finally stood, looking directly at Scott and Derek. "Join my pack. Together, we will be unstoppable."
Scott didn't hesitate. "Not interested."
Deucalion tilted his head. "But you haven't even heard my pitch."
Scott said. "I've heard enough. You make people kill their own pack before joining you, right?"
Deucalion smirked. "No, no. I only make them kill one. The rest? They kill on their own. I don't even have to ask." Then, his expression turned serious as he took a step closer. "Scott, join me. Get rid of the rest of your pack. They're just a liability."
He took a another step forward, his voice dripping with conviction. "We all know a pack is strongest due to its individual parts. The stronger the individual parts, the greater the whole. When I lost my sight, one of my betas assumed I wasn't fit for my role anymore. So, he tried to take it from me. Killing him taught me something about alphas I didn't know they could do. His power was added to mine. I became stronger, faster, more powerful than I'd ever been."
Stiles scoffed. "And then you killed the rest of your pack… even the ones loyal to you."
Deucalion smirked. "Yes. I killed them all. I took the individual parts and became a greater individual whole. Join me, Scott. In time, you'll understand."
Scott's eyes darkened. "I already understand." His voice turned cold. "You're a psychopath."
Deucalion growled, his anger flaring. His muscles tensed as his body began to shift. "You think you know me?" His voice deepened into a menacing snarl. "You've never seen anything like me. I am the Alpha of alphas. I am the apex of apex predators! I am death, destroyer of worlds! I am the demon-wolf!"
With those words, Deucalion's transformation completed. His skin darkened, his eyes burned a sinister red, and his shattered glasses fell from his face.
Stiles, instead of being intimidated, whistled in admiration. "Damn, that was cool. Scott, do something like that."
Scott raised an eyebrow. "Why don't you do it?"
Stiles nudged him. "Come on, man, you're the Alpha. You gotta have a badass transformation and say something cool."
Scott sighed. "Alright, let me think."
Deucalion snarled. "Are you looking down on me? You..."
Scott suddenly snapped his fingers. "Got it!"
Stepping forward. His body began to shift, The shadows surged around him, enveloping him in a swirling vortex of darkness. His form grew larger, more monstrous, until he stood at a towering 2.8 meters tall. His fur was pitch black. His head was that of a wolf, but more terrifying, with razor-sharp fangs and glowing red eyes. Then the air shimmered. Flames ignited across his body, wrapping around his frame like a living inferno.
Deucalion took an involuntary step back, fear flickering across his face. "What… what are you?"
Scott's deep, resonant voice echoed through the empty bank. "You think you're the apex predator? You think you're death itself?"
He took a step forward, the floor beneath him cracking from the force. The flames intensified, casting long, flickering shadows. "That's because you've never seen anything like me. I am the shadow that consumes the light. I am the fire that burns through the darkness. I am the beast that hunts monsters. I am the destroyer and the savior."
Scott's eyes locked onto Deucalion's, an overwhelming pressure radiating from him. The air grew still, like the world itself was holding its breath. "I am the Wolf King."
Then, he roared.
The sheer force of his roar rippled through the air, sending a shockwave that blasted Deucalion off his feet. The self-proclaimed Demon Wolf crashed to the ground, his body trembling as his transformation was forcefully undone. He lay there, stunned, barely able to comprehend what had just happened.
As for the twins, they huddled in a corner, whimpering and shaking, unable to even look at Scott. Fear had completely taken hold of them.
Scott turned his massive wolf head to Stiles. "Well? Was that cool enough for you?"
Stiles, practically vibrating with excitement, cheered. "HELL YEAH! That's what I'm talking about!"
Grinning like a madman, Stiles walked over to Deucalion, who was still sprawled on the floor, and kicked him.
"Did you see that?! THAT is our Alpha!"
He kicked him again. "And you thought you could make a monster like him join your pack and be your little bitch?"
Ignoring Deucalion, Stiles turned back to Scott, and said with excitement.
"Man, that was so freaking awesome. I can't wait to control fire or thunder like you!"
Boyd approached, nodding in agreement. "That was incredible. I think I'll work on a transformation of my own… using my earth element."
The rest of the pack gathered around Scott, staring at him in awe.
Lydia smirked. "Hey, Scott, what did you mean when you called yourself the Wolf King?"
Allison smiled, stepping beside him. "If Scott doesn't deserve to call himself the Wolf King, then no one does."
Derek folded his arms, shaking his head in disbelief. "I knew you were strong… but I didn't know you were this strong."
Cora said. "I told you. And he's not just strong, he's terrifying."
Peter was terrified. He thought Scott would blame him for being kidnapped and beat his ass, so he sneaked out of the bank on shaky legs. Once he was outside, he ran away as if his life depended on it.
Just then. Noah came back to his senses, his gaze falling on Deucalion lying motionless on the ground and the twins whimpering in the corner.
He exhaled, rubbing his temples. "Alright… so what now? They don't exactly look like they have the will to fight anymore."
Scott's deep, growling voice cut through the silence.
"Ethan. Aidan. We can spare your lives… but you're going to lose your Alpha spark. So, will you surrender willingly? Or should we take it by force?"
Aidan bit his lip so hard it bled, trying to stop his body from trembling. Then, he snapped Ethan's arm.
Ethan yelped in pain, but the shock brought him back to his senses. He lifted his head and forced himself to look at the beast before him, standing there like a nightmare given form.
"We're willing." His voice barely came out as a whisper.
Scott turned his glowing red eyes to Noah and Cora. "Uncle Noah, Cora, take their Alpha spark."
Without hesitation, Cora and Noah moved in. Their claws extended, and stabbed the twins' chests, absorbing their Alpha spark.
Ethan and Aidan didn't struggle. They shuddered as the power drained from them, their red eyes fading back to a dull blue.
Then, suddenly Cora and Noah's eyes flashed a brilliant red. They had ascended. They were Alphas now.
Scott turned his gaze back to the weakened twins.
"You two can go." His voice was calm, but the authority behind it was undeniable. "But remember, Beacon Hills is my territory. If you ever harm innocent people… you'll answer to me and my pack."
Ethan and Aidan nodded hastily, barely able to meet his gaze. Supporting each other, they staggered out of the bank, disappearing into the night.
Scott, slowly turned his head toward Deucalion, his burning red eyes locking onto him.
"Now… what should we do with you, Demon Wolf?"
To be continued…