Mate Bound (Book 3 Of The Stuffed Wolf)

Ch.1 "No. Don't Do This. Don't Leave Me!"

"No. Don't do this. Don't leave me!" Stiles shouted at Derek. He sighed walking over to the boy's window.

"I have to go Stiles. I love you. Don't worry. You'll see me soon." Derek smirked giving Stiles a peck on the cheek before diving out the window.

Stiles jolted wake. That's right. Derek left. Stiles sighd. He didn't even say 'love you' back. Now he feels like an ass. Poor Stiles. He laid back letting the tears leave his eyes and roll a short trip to his pillow. He didn't even understand why he was crying. Being away from Derek made his chest hurt. Why? Stiles soon cried himself to sleep.

When John came back from arresting Derek, he found his son in bed with dried tear stains on his cheeks. John just asumbed he thought about Claudia again. John went to bed and didn't think anything of it.

The loud beeping of his alarm woke Stiles up. He groaned. No Derek. No Stiles. He thought as he rolled out of bed, shut off his alarm and entered to bathroom. As Stiles took his hot shower he thought of how odd he felt. He felt like he wasn't gonna see Derek again. Like he was slowly dying. Pure agony. Why? He was away from him longer and further from him. Why was he affected now?

Stiles slipped a little when he got out but regained stubility. He walked into his room, dried off and got dressed. Stiles grabbed his keys and texted Scott.

To Scott: Hey. I'm coming to pick you up now.

Stiles sent it and climbed into his jeep. He backed out of his driveway slightly hoping Scott would say 'no' and that he was taking his bike. Stiles pulled onto the main road when his phone beeped.

From Scott: Ok I just got up So it'll take a minute

Stiles sighed and texted his response before heading over to Scott's.

To Scott: Okay. See you in ten.

Stiles pulled up to Scott's house and climbed out. He walked inside and up the stairs to Scott's room. He knocked on the door and Scott opened the door.

"Dude, check this out." Scott greeted Stiles at his door and a pair of blue jeans. Stiles sighed and entered the room after Scott. He's a bad friend, not noticing the bags under Stiles' eyes that are very noticeable.

Scott pointed to the spot on his side where the bite was. It healed. Stiles was expecting that when Scott made it threw yesterday with no problem. But Stiles had to put on a show and knowing Scott he wouldn't know if the heartbeat he's hearing is his or Stiles'. Let alone if he even notices the heartbeat.

Stiles widened his eyes, for affect and examined the area.

"Woah dude. What the hell?" Stiles said. He doesn't like not telling Scott. Yeah he'll find out, duh, but it's not like he would believe Stiles.

"I know right? Werid." Scott said pulling on a shirt. Stiles sighed again as they walked downstairs to leave. Scott grabbed an apple he took a few bites of, threw away and walked out with Stiles to his jeep. They got in and drove to school.

After a long day of school and practice with a superpowered friend, Stiles went home. John was there, just not long. Stiles walked in and saw John getting ready to leave. He looked upset.

"Hey dad, what up?" Stiles asked. John pulled on his coat, grabbed his keys and looked at Stiles.

"I want you to be careful." John said. Stiles raised an eyebrow.

"Why?" Stiles asked. John sighed stepping towards the door.

"Because, we had to let Derek go. The hairs on the body were wolf. He looks pretty human to me so we let him go. Be careful and don't go hiking anymore its not safe." John explain. Joy filled Stiles. He smiled at John with a nod before running upstairs to his room. John left and Stiles chilled in his room.

Stiles looked out into the woods. They were just begging for Stiles to go hike, but John said 'no'. Stiles sighed grabbing his phone before hiking out into the woods. He walked until he came to the Hale house. Stiles could hear walking behind him.

When he turned around there was nothing, but when he looked back towards the house, he was staring a red eyed beast in the eyes. Stiles instantly stiffened. He's surprised he was still breathing. The beast's muzzle was covered with blood, as was it's claws. It lifted a claw and whacked Stiles on the head knocking him unconscious.

The beast was gone and Stiles was out on the ground. He would come in and out of consciousness. When he would he felt strong warm arms around him but saw a blurry figure. Then Stiles was out and did regain consciousness for a while.

Hey! Oo book three! Ah! But so. Oh Shoot. Stiles didn't listen to daddy, see where that got him. Knocked out with strong arms around him. I wish I was Stiles. I mean with the fact he has muscular man in his love life.
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DEREK!!
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StayFlyMeFries!
~Brooka