Bonded

Chapter Four

For the first time in months Derek stopped hurting. The aching, the pain, and even the pulling just stopped as he parked his Camaro in front of a simple small house in an ordinary neighborhood. Nothing was extravagant about the place as he walked up the slightly creaky stairs. He couldn't help but notice a Sheriff's car also parked in the driveway.

Derek took a shaky breath and rung the doorbell. This was it. This was the moment Derek had been waiting for for years.

A slightly older man opened the door and Derek gave him a confused look. This wasn't his mate.

The older man gave a soft smile and held open the door. "Come on in, son."

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"I'm John Stilinski, but you can call me John. I figure you're here for my son."

Derek could only nod with hopeful eyes.

"Let me see your mark," the other alpha said with authority in his voice.

Derek took off his jacket and then his shirt, turning his back to the man known as John. He could feel him starring at his back, more specifically his mark.

"Yup," he murmured.

Derek slipped back into his clothing and his mates father offered him a place on the couch. Derek took it hesitantly, where was his mate?

"Derek," he stuttered out. "My name is Derek."

"Nice to meet you, Derek," he held his hand out. "Stiles should be home soon. School got out a few minutes ago."

"He's still in school?" Derek questioned.

"He's a senior. I assume you're out of school then. How old are you?"

"Twenty-three," Derek murmured. Twenty-three years without a mate and this was finally his moment.

"Wow," whispered John. "Stiles has been keeping you waiting for quite a while then, hasn't he?"

"Yes, sir," responded Derek.

Tires rubbed against concrete and a car door opened and closed. Derek snapped his head up and stared towards the door. Those four seconds felt like an eternity.

The door opened and a beautiful creature stepped across the threshold. With whiskey eyes and auburn hair, he stared back at Derek. Derek stood and said with all of the confidence in the world, "I'm Derek, your alpha."

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Stiles took a step closer and dropped to his knees. He didn't even mean to but it felt right. It had been a day and his mate had already found him. His incredibly hot mate if he had any say in it.

Derek stepped closer slowly, almost as not to spook Stiles. He rested his hand on Stiles' shoulder and kneeled before him as well. Stiles could hear his father shuffling out of the room as he attempted to open his mouth.

"I'm Stiles," he whispered into those mesmerizing eyes. Derek just smiled and nodded.

Before Stiles could stop himself the words fell out of his mouth. "You have pretty eyes." He looked down, embarrassed.

Derek laughed quietly, "You have a beautiful everything," he responded.

Stiles looked up at him with big eyes. He didn't even know the wolf kneeling in front of him but he thought he was already in love.