It had been ten years since Dean was adopted and he was growing up well. A lot of things were foreign to him and both Lydia and Moira were coming in strong as mother figures. They both fiercely protected the boy and when reminded of the deal to raise the boy as a Lycan they said he was too young to experience such brutality.
That was not all, his brothers, all four of them had come to love him dearly as if he was a daughter. Sometimes he would have to remind them that he was a boy because of the treatment he got. Azriel was worse, he went into protective mode everytime Dean was mentioned and he trained his four biological sons strictly to protect the boy. Dean had started classes at school and his classmates thought it would be easy to pick on him but they were wrong. Kai and Apollo showed anyone who dared to even touch a hair on their brother's head no mercy at all.
They had been called to the office countless of times and everytime they said the same thing, "teachers must warn the kids to never touch Dean if they didn't want to have broken parts on their bodies."
The boys were only eleven and twelve while Dean was ten years old and they could brutally beat anyone of their age, they weren't scared of no one. Hunter handled the older ones which he also didn't understand why people who were older than Dean wanted to bully him. Luca was restricted from fighting as he was sixteen and had already gotten his lycan, he was real aggressive and if it involved Dean then he might actually kill someone.
All of this warmed and suffocated ten year old Dean at the same time. Was he happy to have such a protective family? Yes. But he was also suffocated because one thing he knew was that his brothers didn't need to be these kinds of people if it wasn't for him. It was too much for him, it was clear that besides his family nobody in this pack liked him and that was because he was a human-the only human. He thought that was the one thing that people would like about him but everyone seemed to hate the excat same thing that made him unique. But if he asked himself they were as well humans, who transformed once a month on full moon to a beast but for the rest of the month they were humans, couldn't that at least make them dislike him a little less?
"Dean you're not listening to me!" Moira yelled, "the world out there is dangerous." She continued.
"Ohh as opposed to the one I'm living right now?" He sarcastically retorted.
"You are protected here!" Moira tried to make him see reason.
"I am suffocated here." He didn't miss a beat at making his mother feel hurt. "My people are out there...." he calmed down pointing towards the direction of what he thought was the outside world.
"You mean the ones who left you deep in the woods during a very dangerous battle!?" Moira was getting upset and she was trying her best not to. Plus as much as she told Dean about the day she found him, she never told him how she knew his parents were dead leading the kid to believe he was abandoned. On her part that was evil but she didn't want Dean questioning if his parents will come back for him because according to what he was led to believe, they wanted him dead and Moira was his sole savior.
Was Dean trying to reconnect with whoever left him deep in the woods? No. But he was trying to make his mother understand that he didn't belong here. It wasn't because he was ungrateful as a matter of fact, the only family he knows and acknowledges is them, what he was trying to say was that when he turns eighteen he should leave the pack and go settle down with the humans, get himself a family and he will come back from time to time to visit his family and show them all his accomplishments but both Lydia and Moira didn't want to hear it.
"Are you purposely trying to remind me that I was an unwanted child?" He asked rudely. Then he suddenly turned his back and walked out of the house.
"Deann...." Moira lowly called after him but she knew he was stubborn. It would not be easy to coax him to stay so he should be on his own for a moment then he will come back and it will be like nothing happened until the next day when they fight about it again. Dean passed his father by the door without even acknowledging him and Azriel watched his son turning his head as he walke away.
"Did we spoil the boy too much?" He pointed at his disappearing figure. "It was your idea." Moira shrugged. Azriel knew a little about what Dean and Moira fought about everyday since the day he came home after some Lycan boys and girls said some mean, mean things to him. Azriel was going to talk to him but Moira asked to handle it herself, already having Lydia and herself telling him he can't leave was stressful. So if all adults in his life were in cahoots then he wouldn't feel safe anymore and he would feel suffocated even more. Azriel was a breath of fresh air for little Dean. After fighting with his moms he would cry to his dad but today he just seemed to want to be alone.
Dean had walked off to the edge of the woods, he climbed one of the trees there as he was able to thanks to being raised like a Lycan. He sat at the very top of the tree trying his best to see the world beyond the pack, the world he dreamed of, the world he thought he belonged to. As he was sitting there, enjoying the wind and minding his own business four vampires caught a whiff of his scent. They were just passing by near the pack and they weren't looking for trouble but as soon as the saw the boy who according to them apparently had a death wish because he was in the territory of Lycans and now he had caught their attention.
It had been a long time since Dean left the house and Moira was getting worried that he was being bullied by somebody's lycan child out there so she thought it was time to go look for him. Lydia caught her on her way out carrying Dean's shirt.
"What are you doing?" She was looking puzzled but then she saw the shirt and Moira's eyes that were full with worry and her tremoring hand. She snatched the shirt from Moira and took a whiff and then they steadily followed where the scent was leading them. They were surprised of the road they were taking as these were the outskirts of the pack. Their hearts were fueled with rage as they thought somebody dragged their kid to the outskirts. That person really wants to get away with murdering the kid.
All that was heard was a scream and Moira along with Lydia ran with their Lycan speed to the direction. When they got there what they saw made them immediately see red. One vampire was sucking from the neck,the other two were sucking from each wrist and one was dumb enough to stay there and check the coast. Lydia immediately ripped the heart out of the dum-dum and growled at the ones feasting. They dropped the boy and Moira along with Lydia seemed to be giving them mercy by giving them a look that said they should get out of there. But the three saw their dead friend and their unfinished snack and decided the Lycans can't have their friends life and their food.
One immediately rushed towards them at full speed with intention and Moira caught him by the neck and immediately slammed him to the ground. She didn't let go upon impact she continued squeezing the neck determined to detach the head from body. Suddenly a smirk crept up on the vampire and Moira was startled which distracted her a bit giving the on the ground to grab her thumb and pull it back far as possible almost breaking it. The hand around his neck loosened and he turned his head to the right abd in a swift move he pulled Moira down to him and bit he just above her wrist but below the elbow.
The bite immediately paralyzed Moira and on the ground she fell. Lydia was busy trying to fight with the other two but they were busy spinning around her making it hard for her to catch them.
"Take Dean and run!!" Moira screamed to her companion knowing she was doomed. Lydia got distracted by her voice and turned to her then the three vampires all jumped at her at once, they all took a bite at different spots and she collapsed and died immediately. Lycans hated fighting with vampires because a vampire bite was lethal to a Lycan though it lasted five minutes, those five minutes determinedlife and death in a battle,and even though Lycans were stronger and could destroy a vampire without blinking. Vampires were faster and they knew their bite paralyzed a Lycan. Unless in the case of Lydia she was bitten by three of them, that much dose of the vampire's venom could and would kill a lycan. It affects the vampire too, weakening them but it will not kill them, in an hour or so their body would be right back to bouncy shape.
Dean woke up and saw the disaster around him, he was scared. So scared he sh*t himself, he didn't have to go but at that moment the sh*t just came out.
"Baby RUN!!!" Moira screamed and Dean took off. One vampire ran after him and immediately caught him while the other one stepped on Moira's chest and with both hands he held her head in between his hands. He made sure his foot was rooted and then he pulled and pulled until it was off with her head and she remained with a crushed chest. The vampire didn't think much of it except that he was returning a favor.
He walked to Dean holding the head and soon as the head was dropped to his feet, Dean screamed a blood boiling, high pitched scream and with that a huge blow emitted from his body and blasted away the vampires from. That's not all that happened the blow, blew everything around them to smithereens. The trees were uprooted some were heavily broken and the grass below looked like a rocket had just launched from that space. Dean looked around him and then he collapsed on the spot.
At the house as soon as Moira died all they heard was Azriel growl from the depth of his soul and then he started fighting with the air. The children were scared seeing their father with extended claws and his fangs out. He was on a rampage fighting the scratching at everything in sight and suddenly the madness stopped, Azriel fell to his knees and then a loud growl that shook the house to it's core erupted piercing the ears so badly. The Azriel's Lycan Micco ripped himself from apart and made an appearance, he transformed immediately and it shocked everyone present as it was nowhere near being the full moon. Micco stood in the middle of the house just growling and seeing red before he took off.