เบต้า!เดเร็ก

Điều cuối cùng Derek và Cora ngờ tới khi ra khỏi phòng motel là một Stiles Stilinski gầy gò, túi đựng đồ dùng khúc côn cầu trên vai này và cả gánh nặng thế giới trên vai kia.

“He didn’t magically charm me,” Derek shot back in his defense.“Oh, so he just regular charmed you?” Laura said with a smirk.“What? No,” Derek growled.“Was he hot?”“No! He just—“ He just had a laugh like a sun shower. Fuck.

Derek is so tired of everything being his fault, so tired of always losing. He's also tired of not admitting that he wants to own Stiles in ways he can barely describe. Or Derek is far from perfect but maybe that's okay. Maybe in the right company perfect isn't necessary.

"I'm Derek's mate," Stiles gets out, breathing hard. There is silence in the room. As he looks around, he realizes that everyone else knew.

Sometimes you have to tear everything down before you can start building something worthwhile. OR;Stiles keeps showing up. Derek keeps letting him in.(And sometimes refuses to let him leave.)

Derek has to deal with a newly bitten Stiles.

Derek has always wanted Scott and Scott has never wanted Derek...At least, that's what Derek thinks.But maybe there's more to it? (I do so love Derek...I just a little bit want to ruin his life, am I cruel?)