The Alpha's mate

Feelings

The Pack looked at Stiles and they all felt bad. They didn't want Stiles to feel bad it was just a lot. Even Derek was feeling something. The wolf whined at the thought of Stiles being sad. After the meeting, Derek sat on his couch with his head in his hands. "You ok, dear nephew?" Peter asked sitting next to him. "My wolf hurts, I know what that means but I can't," Derek replied trailing off his sentence. "Or do you mean you're scared too? What's bothering you the most? Stiles being your mate or the fact you have to turn him?" Derek sighed, looking at his uncle. "Both." Peter patted Derek on his back with a soft smile. "You have to tell him." Peter's smile faded to a small frown, "If you don't tell him by the full moon then you'll die." Derek looked down, he knew that he would die if he didn't tell Stiles. He was just afraid to tell him. He nodded, trying to form a plan in his head. "I can tell him next meeting?" Derek winced because it sounded more like a question than a statement. Peter patted him on his back again getting up and walking up the stairs again leaving his nephew to his thoughts. Scott stayed with Stiles, he didn't know why but he got the feeling like he needed to be there with him. He didn't know if Stiles was in danger again or if something else was going on. Stiles and Scott stayed up late doing research and watching movies even though it was a school night, it wasn't like Sheriff Stilinski was even home. He was never home anymore he was always at work. Scott had this feeling that he needed to protect Stiles there was a pull to Stiles. He knew that Stiles wasn't his mate his mate was Issac, but he wasn't the only one that was pulled to Stiles the entire pack was Human, Werewolf, and Banshee alike. So they took turns hanging out with Stiles more watching him taking care of him. Little did they all know that Stiles was Derek's mate.