Tribute (слэш)

Peter likes to own and to have. He likes the truly grotesque amount of money he has access to and for his penthouse to be filled with beautiful things and that his closets are filled with clothing that has to be shipped direct from Milan and Paris and New York City because nothing in this podunk town even comes close to satisfying his level of taste. He likes to accumulate things for no other reason than to say he has them, and maybe if he didn’t like his sister so much he’d add power to his list of things he wants to hoard for himself. But, unfortunately, he’s rather fond of Talia and her brood and so, instead, he collects tributes.
And like the peanut butter cookies, and the cocaine, and the trinkets and cuts of meat and all rest of the stuff that gets left for the werewolf pack at the edge of the Preserve, Peter starts to think that maybe the kid-- Stiles Stilinski-- belongs to him now, too.