If someone had told Stiles back in high school that he would be an Oscar winning actor by the time he turned 25, he would’ve probably told Scott to punch them. The thing is, though…they would’ve been right.
Which makes returning to Beacon Hills, center of all that is supernatural and better left avoided, all the more awkward.
Peter Hale only planned to be in Beacon Hills for a couple hours. Just like the last few visits he'd sneak in some "pack" time to avoid becoming omega by inhaling the familiar scents in Derek's loft, and then he'd quickly climb back out of the hellmouth the Hale pack had once called home.
It was the perfect treatment. No muss. No fuss. And doing it under the McCall alpha's nose without the failwolf even noticing was just a happy bonus.
Of course, Peter should have known that nothing in Beacon Hills was ever that easy…
