Just Tell Me The Truth

Chapter Eight

Stiles' POV

A month. It's been a whole month of just training, puppy piles, pizza parties, movie nights, and Isaac cuddles every night. I can't say I haven't enjoyed myself so far and a small part of me wishes more than anything that it wouldn't end in two months. I grimace as I stretch out my sore muscles from training yesterday, trying not to wake Isaac as I move from under his hold, and make my way to the door. I don't even bother putting pants on knowing that no one else will be awake considering it's only seven in the morning. As I shut the fridge door I hear shuffling from behind me and turn to see a sleepy, bed head, Derek staring at me with wide eyes. I see him staring at my stomach and look down to see my abs littered with fresh bruises and my ribs are swollen slightly from the tackles last week during practice. I can see his eyes trying to look away so I sigh and walk away from his view to grab two coffee cups.

He grumbles as I pour him some coffee. "I thought I told you to tell us if you got hurt."

I chuckle and place the cup down in front of him. "Who says I'm hurt?"

He glares at me with a slight edge in his voice. "If I touch you will I be able to pull pain from you?"

I wiggle my eyebrows. "You just want an excuse to touch me, don't ya big guy?"

He growls and nearly breaks the counter top with his hand gripping the edge. "What on earth makes you think I want to touch you of all people, Stiles?"

I can't even bother to mask the hurt expression or sadness that I know is seeping through my scent. "Sheesh, didn't know I added bitch to your coffee this morning."

Without waiting for an apology I know wont happen I make my way back upstairs to where Isaac is still sleeping. He looks so peaceful as his golden locks settle on his pillow. Time to ruin that, I think to myself. I chuckle and jump onto him, earning a groan of pain from the sleepy werewolf. He shifts so that my legs are on either side of his ribs and my bottom is straddling his stomach.

I lean down and shout into his ear playfully, "Get up pupper! We have training in an hour!"

I yelp as I'm sent soaring through the air. My body aches in pain as it slams into the wall. I can hear the drywall crack from my body making impact. I find myself slumped on the ground with a very apologetic Isaac leaning over me, his golden eyes searching over my body hectically.

"I am so sorry, Stiles. I thought you were Scott or Jackson coming to bother me!" He shouts as he tries to pick me up, but I fall back to the ground with a grunt.

We both turn to see Derek and Scott run into the room, both of them flashing red eyes at Isaac, causing the smaller beta to whimper under their gaze. They advance forward and I grab the bottle of mountain ash from my bag next to my face, throwing it down to create a circle of ash around Isaac and myself. I watch as both Alphas look at me with a growl, demanding me with their eyes to open the circle.

I grunt out, "I'll open the circle once I know that neither of you are going to hurt Isaac."

Scott quickly shuts down his Alpha mode, now staring at me with shock. "I'd never hurt Isaac, Stile. You should know better than that. Am I angry he hurt you? Yes. Will I probably punch him? Definitely, but he'll at least heal."

I shake my head while looking to Derek with pleading eyes. "It was an accident and like I've said a million times, I am a human in a werewolf pack!"

I see Derek's eyes start to go back to normal and nods slowly. "I know. Sorry."

I immediately break the circle and I can feel Derek's strong arms wrap around me, pulling me to my feet which causes a groan to escape my lips. I hear Derek hiss and I look down to see his hands being snaked by black veins, letting me know he's pulling the pain out. Once I've been placed on the pushed together beds, Derek reluctantly lets me go and I let myself fall backwards. Isaac is whimpering still as he stares down at me causing me to chuckle and rub his arm reassuringly.

He leans down and places his hands on my arm, taking the pain, but I smack his hands away, "Knock it off, Izzy."

He groans out, "This is my fault, let me take some of the pain."

I shake my head. "Derek took enough of it, I'm fine for now. I think I just need to lay here for a bit to get accustomed to the fact that my spine is now twisted in three different ways."

He smiles even though I can tell he's fighting the urge to take the pain from me. "I really am sorry."

I chuckle and lean forward slightly. "I just gotta ask, man. Since when does Scott or Jackson straddle you and yell for you to wake up?"

He laughs but stops when we both hear Derek growling in the doorway. "You straddled him?"

Is Derek Hale jealous of me hanging around Isaac? He was rather pissy this morning when I mentioned him touching me, but then again he could've been deflecting. Only one way to find out I guess, gotta push the brooding alpha to his breaking point. This is either going to be really fun or really bad.

I roll my eyes at him."Chill dude, it was in a very non-sexy way, although I gotta admit. If I was to start going for dudes openly, Isaac would definitely be my second choice."

I send a wink to Isaac who then chuckles as Derek grunts out, "Who's the first?"

I laugh and sit up, feeling only slightly sore now. "Scott of course, I mean the guy has the best cuddles known to man."

I can hear Isaac behind me struggling to hold in his laughter as I continue, "Plus he's an Alpha, I mean have you seen him shirtless?"

Scott comes around the corner and Derek glares at him as he chuckles. "Stiles, would you knock it off already."

I wink at him as I see Derek tense at my words. "Yes Alpha, anything for you Alpha."

That right there seemed to be Derek's breaking point as he lets out a low growl, his eyes switching to red as he glares at me. "Knock it off, Stiles!"

I can't even deny that those eyes and the growl are seriously doing it for me and this time I don't bother hiding it. I can see Isaac and Scott both become uncomfortable but I know deep down they are dying of laughter on the inside at seeing this play out.

"Oh, come on, don't be such a sourwolf!" I exclaim making him glare at me harder. I then lower my voice and wiggle my brows at him. "Would you rather I call you Alpha?"

I watch as Scott grips him and Isaac helps him pull the growling wolf out of the room. I shouldn't be laughing but I can't help it. Does this mean Derek might actually feel some type of attraction towards me? God, I hope so.