Alpha Yours, Omega Mine

Alpha Yours, Omega Mine: Chapter #15 - Little

When Alpha Ryan's yell echoed throughout the building, Derek let out a low growl, his chest vibrating with the sound. He pulled Stiles closer against him in a protective gesture but noticed that Stiles had frozen in terror. The frozen state of the omega made Derek pause and he nipped at Stiles's neck to invoke a reaction.

Stiles gasped and his eyes locked with Derek's, his voice coming out soft. "Alpha?" he inquired, his scent full of the bitter smell of fear mixed with a sharp tang of terror.

Derek's wolf was whining at the fear and echoed thoughts of Protect. Comfort. Mate.

Derek nodded and couldn't help the smile that formed when Stiles bared his neck for the alpha to nip at again. Then Stiles tucked his head under Derek's chin, nuzzling his nose against Derek's neck and curled into him.

"Beautiful Omega," Derek praised with a rumble and Stiles began to purr in response. Derek wanted nothing more than to stay there in that moment with Stiles but what Derek wanted didn't seem to be what anyone else cared about.

Erica hurried to his office, her knock loud on the oak door. "Der? He's here," she informed Derek with an underlying rage that Derek understood would require him to intervene. She glanced towards the elevator and then back at Derek, her eyes even wider now. "He's on our floor."

That made Derek tense and let out a low growl. How dare that alpha come up here. This was his floor, his company and his omega. He looked down at Stiles whose scent of fear had just started to fade and nuzzled his cheek. "Stiles? I have to handle this. I need you to stay here. Can you do that for me?"

Stiles looked at Derek and his scent spiked with fear again, but he nodded once. "Yes Alpha," he whispered as he sat up and moved off Derek.

Derek placed a gentle kiss on Stiles's temple as he stood up. The alpha's growl grew louder and more furious as Alpha Ryan's footsteps grew nearer.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS HE?!?!"

Derek and Erica moved in sync to block the office door. Erica's eyes flashed omega gold and Derek's eyes flashed alpha red.

Stiles watched and tried not to shiver, but he couldn't contain his fear.

What if Derek changed his mind and made Stiles go with Alpha Ryan?

What if Erica got hurt before Stiles could explain all the pros of them being friends?

What if—?

Stiles closed his eyes and covered his ears, a soft whimper slipping past his lips regardless of how tightly he pressed them together to prevent exactly that from happening. He was terrified, scared and he definitely didn't feel safe. Stiles needed to feel safe. Suddenly, he was floating. He could hear voices close by and one was so venomous that he backed away from it. His eyes were still closed but it was darker which was fine by him. Stiles knew he was safe, and he relaxed more at the next words he heard.

"Safe. He's safe and that's no thanks to you," Erica spat, her anger bubbling over.

"You better tell this omega to shut her fucking mouth before I shut it for her," Alpha Ryan growled, flashing his eyes at Derek.

"This omega has a name you piece of shit," Erica snarled, and Derek smirked, knowing she could more than hold her own.

He was tempted to let her do just that and he could check on Stiles. Speaking of Stiles-Derek had noticed something change through their bond, but he was so focused on keeping Alpha Ryan out of his office that he didn't pay too much attention to it. He waited to see what Erica and Alpha Ryan would do next. He was curious just what outcome the other alpha was expecting.