Dangerous Love [Sterek][BoyxBoy][Completed]

Chapter Nine:

Derek's POV:

Once I get halfway to my destination I park my Camaro and step out, then walking into the woods. When I get deep enough I shift, full wolf, and I then roar. My eyes glow their bright red as I start to sprint towards the old cemetery. Once I get there I see Stiles talking with Deucalion, I snarl and run up beside Stiles. Ready to attack when I need to. "Calm down SourWolf, Deucalion and I were just talking." Stiles says as he pets my head.

"Derek, so far I want three of your pack members. You, Scott and Stiles. The question is, will you give me what I want?" He asks and I snarl, while showing my teeth. I then start to growl and bark, but soon my mussel covered.

"Shut up!" Stiles screams and both Deucalion and I wince. "You can't hear that?" He whispers and I look up at him. Hear what?

"What do you hear Stiles?" Deucalion speaks my thoughts for me.

"Derek. I-It's my dad, he is in trouble. We got to get to him!" Stiles exclaims and I nod, turning and running back to Stiles' house.

Stiles' POV:

I watch as Derek disappears. I pull out my phone and press speed dial. "Hello?" Chris asks.

"Did you do it?" I ask.

"Yes, not even a human can get out until I say so. Derek is trying to break the seal now." Chris says and I sigh.

"Okay, I'll call you back." I tell him and hang up. I turn towards Deucalion.

"You lied to Derek?" He asks and I frown.

"We need to talk alone, so why did you pick here?" I ask as I look down at my mothers head stone, where dead Lilly's lay.

"It's open, and refreshing. Stiles...take my offer. I won't hurt your pack, only if you come with me and be in my pack. We could use your talent as a weapon." He says and I sigh. A weapon? I'm not some pistol!

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"I said no, you can come after my pack. We will show you, no one messes with the Hale pack. Not even you, your a dog." I spit and then turn my back on him. I begin to walk away, but he soon grabs my left upper arm.

"No one turns their back on me!" He growls and I turn around. Without saying a word I lift my right hand and swing, he stumbles back and let's go of my arm. I then walk back to my jeep, ignoring the pain that my hand is in.

...

I pull into my driveway and look at my hand. It's black, blue and purple everywhere. Great. I sigh loudly and get out of my jeep. I begin to walk up the stairs and I jump when I see Chris sitting on my porch. "Can I break it now?" He asks and I nod. He walks over and wipes away the purple goo that was in front of the door.

"Thanks." I say and walk in, in a heartbeat everyone is in the hallway with me.

"Stiles I'm gonna kill you! After I hug you!" My dad screams and when he goes in for a hug I wince in pain as he puts pressure on my hand. "What happened?" He asks worriedly.

"I punched Deucalion." I mumble, even the werewolves barely heard it.

"You punched Deucalion!" Lydia yells and I everyone looks at her. "What?" She asks.

"I barely heard that, how did you?" Isaac asks.

"I heard him loud and clear." She states and I look around, noticing a certain wolf is missing.

"I'm gonna go upstairs real quick, then I'll go to the hospital and get fixed up." I say and everyone nods. I walk up the stairs, looking at my hand. When I step into my room I smile. Derek is sprawled out on my bed, snoring lightly. He is always asleep. I walk over to him and get in next to him. "SourWolf, you have to wake up SourWolf." I say and he groans. "Okay, I'm just gonna do this the hard way." I say and reach up, pecking his lips.