You Know What That Was For! (A STRREK Fanficiton)

Chapter 21

Derek's POV

"Yeah right!" Scott scoffs, crossing his arms defiantly.

"We are!" Stiles protests and I can feel his annoyance through the bond. I squeeze his hand again, gently, trying to calm him down.

"What are mates?" Danny asks, looking at my expectantly.

"Ah man! You know, you'd have thought you would have done some research on werewolves since most of you are one and the rest of you are fucking one." I sigh and throw a disappointed look at the teenagers of my Pack. "Mates are two souls that are meant to be together. They are perfect for each other, like the sun and the moon they balance each other perfectly. That is what Stiles and I are to one another." I feel my mate lean into my side and rest his head on my shoulder, Scott pulls a face and I ignore it, despite the urge to growl that is just beneath the surface. "Usually, your mates are your anchor. You guys know about anchors, it's what links you to your humanity and it stops you from turning, it doesn't have to be your mate, it can be an emotion, like pain or anger, but typically, once finding the other part of your soul, your wolf yearns for it constantly and so a mate replaces your previous anchors." There's a few looks of understanding from Erica and Boyd and Jackson but the others look blank, like they don't understand a thing I'm saying. "Your mate also smells specific to you, you can pick out their scent in a crowd, it's a smell you constantly crave. You'll want to be physically close to them, all of the time, being apart may even bring you pain through the mate bond."

"What's a mate bond?" Isaac asks, eyes alight with intrigue.

"It's a, like a pull you will feel towards your mate. Through this you can feel what they feel, this is only in drips and drabs at first, before the mate bond is complete and then it intensifies so that you can feel everything."

"How do you complete the mate bond?" Scott asks, forgetting his vendetta against my relationship.

"Sex- but it's... different." I trail off, not wanting to discuss this with them any further.

"Feels good though." Erica cackles, leaning into Boyd, who remains stoic as he wraps his arms around her.

"So it's not like normal sex?" Isaac asks, tilting his head to the side like a confused puppy.

"No, the... it's... it's kind of private." Danny stutters, blushing. They all turn and look at me expectantly. Damn!

"Your penis swells up like a dogs and locks you and your mate in position. Honestly, if you can't even talk about it then you shouldn't be doing it." Peter scolds from the doorway, surprising us all with his presence but no sooner than he appears, then he is gone.

"Wait, wait, you've done this?" Scott asks, looking at Danny, Jackson, Erica and Boyd with wide eyes.

"It's normal, it just happened and now it just happens like part of sex. It's... nice." Danny shrugs, his cheeks glowing like a beacon in embarrassment.

"You have to mark as well, for the bond to be complete. Mate and mark. To mark you have to bite your mate, it doesn't turn them but it does leave a permanent mark and it can be anywhere on the body, but typically it's the neck." Stiles is uncharacteristically quiet beside me, his eyes cast down as he chews on his nails.

"Ten thirty!" Peter yells from the kitchen, announcing the end of the evening.

"See you all tomorrow." I tell them as they slip on their shoes and grab their jackets. I walk to the front door, leading Stiles with me by his hand and bid each of them goodbye. I don't close the door until the last car has pulled away. Peter saunters past us with a stack of pizza boxers as he tidies up for everyone.