Sterek Ficlets

Pack Mom & Dad

Stiles huffs as he uses the back of his hand to wipe the sweat and blood from his forehead. "All right pups. Now that we've dealt with that–" he flashes his eyes at them. "You cannot do this again. That was way too close for comfort pups." he chews them out in an exasperated tone. He cups Liam's face checking for injuries, runs his fingers through Isaac and Erica's hair, runs his hands down Boyd's arms and goes around again for a quick scenting. He runs a hand across Jackson's shoulders and then Peter's shoulders before moving back to where Derek is. He stands in front of his mate with his arms crossed.

After a nod from the Alpha Mate each beta goes up to their Alpha and bears their neck to him in apology. Derek scents each one of them as he takes on the softer action, knowing that his mate was just fiercely protective of them. The betas relax now that both of their alphas have scented them.

Derek nods to his pack. "Go home. Clean up and get some rest."

When the rest of the pack leaves, Scott tries to follow but Stiles grips the back of Scott's shirt.

"Dude!" Scott growls.

Stiles growls right back and forces his best friend to face him. "You didn't listen to me. You out of everyone knew that when Derek gives an order you're to listen. You let me take care of you and you've called me mom. So why—"

Scott glares at Derek and flashes his beta gold eyes. "You're NOT my dad! Stiles can be my mom because he'll know my wolf trusts you and sees you as that, but Derek will never be my dad."

Stiles frowns but Derek snorts as he turns to face Scott with his arms crossed. "I think we can all be grateful I'm nothing like that bastard. You don't have to like me Scott and I'll be here when you finally figure out your shit, but Stiles is the Alpha Mate. He is the Pack Mom and disrespect is not tolerated towards him or me."

Scott feels his wolf whine for upsetting them both but defiantly bears his neck to Stiles instead of Derek before trudging back to the house.

Stiles sighs and shoots an exasperated look at Derek. "There are about a thousand different ways you could have worded that. His dad was a bad dude but to throw that in his face Der–dick move. He'll come around. I know Scott. Just be patient with him. I think in a way he's testing you Der. I think his wolf already recognizes you as Alpha and Pack Dad but after everything he's gone through with his sperm  donor, he wants to see that he can count on you."

Derek sighs and pulls his mate close. "I won't abandon him, but he has to listen. Just like the rest of them. He's my—our—"

Stiles smiles fondly. "He's our pup and that's why we'll be patient and when he's ready to come to us we'll welcome him with open arms." He cups his mate's face and kisses him before settling his head against Derek's chest to scent him. They walk back to the pack house hand in hand, smiling at the sounds of snoring and snuffling as their pack settles.