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"You can let go of me now," Stiles said.
Derek had grabbed ahold of his hand when someone had commented on the two of them, to keep his mate from going after them.
"I really don't want to though," Derek looked down at A and made a grunting laugh noise, "You're short.”
Stiles yanked his hand away and crossed his arms, smirking at Derek as he stopped walking.
"You just lost hand privileges," He said.
"What? Hey! Please I take it back! Can I have your hand a little longer please?" Derek asked.
Stiles kept smiling and visually mocking him with the look on his face.
"Please?" He asked, giving Stiles a big all-teeth smile.
"Keep begging like that - see where it gets you," He said, grinning evilly at him.
Derek just kinda stood there, not knowing what to say to that. Stiles stares at him, contemplating his next move.
"Ugh, fineee-"
He grabbed Derek's hand, interlock their fingers, and then he kissed the back of Derek's hand.
"There ya go."
Derek just smiled and looked away, satisfied.
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Scott smiled and pressed a kiss to the back of Kira’s hand. She returned the smile, anxious to meet the other pack that occupied the territory.
“Are you sure they won’t mind?” She asked.
“Nah, Stiles said it was okay. Derek would never go against what Stiles says. Come on, I want to introduce you to my best friend.”
Scott led her into the loft, immediately greeted by Shadow.
“Oh, you are so cute,” Kira said, letting Shadow sniff at her and paw at her leg.
“Shadow, can you let them inside, please? Hello, Scott,” Derek said, coming out of the kitchen.
Scott was not surprised to see Stiles getting a piggyback ride from his mate, even though he was surprised to see that he was asleep.
“Derek, this is Kira. Kira, this is the other Alpha of the area, Derek Hale. Stiles is the one currently asleep on his back,” Scott said, letting Kira settle under his arm.
“Nice to meet you,” She said, smiling softly.
“Nice to meet you. Stiles, you have guests, you need to wake up before our child eats them,” Derek said, directing the last part to his mate.
“Not asleep, you smell good. Put me down or I will fall asleep. And, my child would never eat a person, thank you,” Stiles groaned.
Derek shook his head and put Stiles down on his feet. Shadow immediately abandoned Kira to run over to Stiles, who picked the dog up.
“Kira, this is my best friend and brother. Stiles, this is Kira, my mate,” Scott said, smiling at the both of them.
Stiles smiled and stepped forward.
“Nice to meet you, Kira. If you ever want advice on how to handle him, let me know. I’ve only been dealing with him since Kindergarten.”
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Derek was standing behind Stiles with his hands on his chest, glaring at someone that might be looking at them wrong. They were at the grocery store and Stiles was having one of his bad days, so Derek was in his overprotective mode. Stiles was gently holding onto Derek’s wrist with his fingers on the pulse point. It looked like they were simply holding hands to outsiders, but Derek knew what was up and was happy to let Stiles do what he needed to do to make sure their ‘thump thump’ is completely normal, ‘I promise not going to die, it’s okay’. He had started doing it when he realized how much his own heartbeat calmed Derek when he was having trouble with his anger.
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Stiles knew that something was wrong when Scott texted him and told him that he was bringing someone to the loft. He alerted Derek, who immediately sensed his mate’s unease. When Scott arrived, Liam in tow, Derek had Stiles pressed against him, listening to his heart.
“Scott?” Derek asked, looking at the other Alpha.
“It was an accident. I don’t know how to explain it to him and I thought that you could help me,” Scott said, wringing his hands.
Shadow, sensing the distress of Stiles’ best friend, walked over and pawed at his leg. Scott leaned down and picked him up, letting his nuzzle under his chin.
“I just want to know why the bite is gone,” Liam said, looking at the three other people in the room.
“Sit down, Liam. I will get you some hot chocolate,” Stiles said, finally calm.
He stood and went into the kitchen, rubbing his wrist over Scott’s neck as he walked past. Liam watched as Scott and Derek had a silent conversation before Derek turned his attention to the younger man.
“Scott and I are werewolves, Liam. Scott bit you, so you are one too. I know you probably didn’t ask for it, and you can talk to Scott about that, but I can help you with any other questions you may have,” Derek said.
“A were...Werewolves aren’t real. Why are you lying?” Liam said, backing away.
Before he could get to the door, he felt an invisible wall appear behind him. Stiles walked back into the room, a tray with four mugs in his hands.
“Der, you could have waited for me to come back. You scared the puppy. Now, Liam, come and sit down, drink some hot chocolate. Scott will even hand over Shadow so you can cuddle with him,” Stiles said, setting the tray on the table and sitting down beside Derek.
“Did you…” Liam started to ask.
“Put up a wall behind you? I did. I am a fun thing called a Spark. I can do magic by intent and will. Shadow is my familiar or, as I affectionately call him, mine and Derek’s child. Now, don’t be afraid of the big bad wolves, they won’t be able to do more than change their eyes a little.”
Liam nodded and slowly made his way over to the other chair. Scott let Shadow go and the puppy took off over to the young Beta. Grabbing one of the mugs and the puppy, he took a seat. For the next hour, Derek explained the history behind werewolves in Beacon Hills and Scott explained his own story, leaving Stiles to explain the pack dynamic and why there were two packs in the town.