There is a little smut in this chapter! If it's not your thing stop reading at: ''Just some stuff, and how glad I am that you're in my life,'' Stiles says with a smile.
And start reading at: ''Come on, let's go back to the packhouse before they come searching for us,'' Harry says when he helps Stiles up from the floor.
Derek is sleeping peacefully, his senses are filled with the feeling of Harry and Stiles, and he can't remember a time he had felt this happy. So in place, like every piece of the puzzle just fit.
He feels he is waking up slowly and nuzzles deeper in Stiles's fox fur. Breathing in the earthy smell of him, Stiles just smells like the day after it has rained, but also like the heaviest thunderstorm. It's probably the magic because Harry and Hermione also have that electric scent of lightning.
Derek feels Harry curl around him and hears him huffing in his sleep. Derek thinks it's endearing in his wolf form. He was wagging his tail when Harry transformed into his wolf animagus.
He growls when he hears Stiles whine a little. His wounds are not healed, of course. Derek sometimes forgets how long it will take for humans to heal. He is waking up fully now and starts taking Stiles's pain so Stiles can keep sleeping. He needs his rest to heal faster.
Stiles settles down again after Derek has taken his pain, it's harder in his wolf form, but it's worth it. When Derek looks around to the rest of his pack, he sees that Peter still hasn't returned. The rest of the pack is sleeping all around them in a large puppy pile, as Stiles like to call it.
Andromeda had taken Teddy away when the pack started falling asleep, claiming that he still needed to sleep in a bed, even if he would feel comfortable with his pack. She doesn't feel comfortable enough to sleep over, and Derek can't blame her. If you're not used to a pack, it would feel and seem strange from the outside. It's why the sheriff and Melissa are mostly not sleeping over. But Derek knows that Harry is already thinking of building a couple of houses on the property for them if they would be willing to move.
When Derek settles his gaze on Harry, he sees that the wizard's eyes are open and watching them. Harry then leans over and licks over Derek's snout, and Derek huffs an amused breath, as far as that's possible in his wolf form.
Harry is wagging his tail and seems to enjoy being in his own wolf form. Derek cants his head when he hears a truck coming down the pad towards the house. He frowns because he doesn't recognize the sound of the car.
Harry is now listening too, his hearing is not as good as that of a werewolf, but in his wolf form, it is still heightened. A door slams, and then Derek is up and running towards the door, Harry on his heels, leaving a disgruntled Stiles who woke up because of the movement. The whole pack is starting to growl, but Derek is out of the front door and snarling at the hunter that just drove up to the house. That is until Chris Argent opens up the passenger's door and helps out a bleeding Peter.
Derek changes back into his human form, ignoring that he is stark naked. He runs the small distance and helps Chris get Peter inside. Harry has changed back and quickly transfigured some clothes on Derek, Derek gives him a grateful nod, and together they go inside. Peter is groaning in pain.
''What happened?'' Derek growls when they lower Peter to the couch in the living room. Jackson and Boyd take the seats next to Peter and start draining his pain so his wounds will heal faster, but they should already have healed. There are slash marks all over Peter's torso and arms. He is also bleeding from his legs.
''Attack, there were three Alpha's who attacked us when we were-'' Chris falters for a moment, and his eyes sweep to Allison, who is clutching to Scott. ''-Peter protected me, we got away when I used a smoke bomb with concentrated wolfsbane. They retreated, and I dragged Peter to the car, and we came here.'' Chris finishes warily. He kneels down in front of Peter and places his hands on Peter's knees.
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