He is the beginning

Mr. Hale

As Deaton and I walked into the house loud yelling could be heard, from the back room. "Dammit, Peter what do you mean?!" The mans booming voice made me flinch back. I looked up at Deaton and opened my mouth to ask something but closed it. I remembered I must be given permission to speak before I do.

"You may speak, Mr. Stilinski." Deaton said as he closed the door behind us. I nodded, "Is the man yelling Mr. Hale." I asked out of being nervous and startled. "I-Is he my Alpha?" I asked. Deaton nodded and led me into the kitchen where a black man in an apron stood. He was tall and built, but stayed silent. "Boyd." Deaton said as he sat down at the table. Boyd looked up at Deaton, "yes Deaton?"

"Can you bring and and Mr. Stilinski something to eat and drink?" He asked. This made me scrunch up my eyebrows together in confusion. Why were they being so nice? This wasn't how normal servant/master interactions happened. "Of course." He said and walked into the kitchen.

I flinched back at another loud yell. "Fine! Alright! Do what you want, Peter!" Deaton rolled his eyes and offered me a seat next to him. "Is he always like that, sir?" I asked. Deaton shook his head, "Only when dealing with his Uncle Peter. They are the last Hales." I nodded and fiddled with my pants strings as i got situated in my seat.

I looked up at the sound of a door open and close, followed by a sigh. "I'm guessing Peter is doing something out of line again?" Deaton asked not looking up from the table. A soft laugh echoed from the door down the hall. "When doesn't he do something out of line?" Deaton smiled and nodded. My heart rate started to increase out of nervousness and anticipation. I knew he could hear it and feel how nervous I was, though I tried to remain calm. Footsteps made their way towards me and I bit my bottom lip, anxiously.

"Hello." The voice said from behind me. I inhaled sharply and turned around to face him. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw the man. He looked nothing like my last dominate did. He was tall, built, with tan skin and dark hair. He had beautiful green eyes. I watched him stare at my lip that was between my teeth. I let go of my lip and cleared my throat. "H-Hello, s-sir..." I said keeping my eyes on him.

What the hell is going on with me? I've never been this nervous around an Alpha, or any werewolf for that matter. "Derek." He corrected. I nodded and blushed, looking away from him. He laughed and smiled. "Have you been shown to your room yet Genim?" Derek asked as Boyd brought back food a slight smile appeared on the mans face at the sight of Derek. "No si-Derek, and I prefer Stil-." I stopped myself from finishing my sentence.

Oh shit...I just corrected and Alpha on what to call me. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. I'm dead or worse.  My eyes widened and I looked up at Derek with pleading eyes. "I-I'm sorry sir, I mean Derek, I just- I-I um.." I stuttered nervously. Derek laughed and shook his head. "It's fine, relax. I'm not going to punish you. I'm not like other Alphas you've been with." He said as he took a seat next to me. "I'm alright with breaking some rules. I'm not going to look down on you or make you feel like your less than me just because you're a submissive."

My eyes widened in shock. Did...did he just say that? "S-Derek are you serious? I-I am lower than you.. I'm human and a submissive." I relied, emphasizing the and. Derek shook his head but kept his eyes on me. "That doesn't mean you don't deserve respect." He nodded towards my food Boyd had laid out for me. "After you eat I'll show you to your room." I nodded and turn back to face my food. Boyd had brought me fired ravioli and a glass of what looked like sweet tea.

As I ate the food  and stole glances at Derek. He was different, he wasn't like any werewolf or Alpha I ever met...well except Scott. Though Scott was never my Alpha I treated him as if he was one. When the Alpha of Scott's pack grew Ill he let me break a few rules, so me and Scott grew closer.

"Stiles you can't stop that you know." I kept my eyes on him blushing. I scooted closer to him on the sofa and straddled his lap. He chuckled and raised his eyebrow. "Stop what, sir?" I asked as I placed my hands on his shoulders. He shook his head and leaned forward to kiss me softly. "Stop treating me like I'm up your dominate. Like you want me to be your Alpha or something." He said with a smirk.

I bit my bottom lip and leaned forward. I kissed and nipped at his neck as he tilted his head back to give me more room to continue my actions. "But I like the thought of you being my dominate." I whispered. He shuttered as I kissed his neck again, "my Alpha."

I shook my head trying to get rid of the thoughts of Scott. All the memories of him now made me depressed, even the good ones. After I finished eating Derek took his hand in mine and lead me down the long hallway and up a beautiful staircase. He opened a door and let me walk In. I gasped at the the sight of the room. It all looked to fancy and expensive for me. All my previous Alphas made me sleep in the same bed as them or with their servants.

"I-I never had my own room as a submissive..." I admitted. Derek nodded and walked in behind me. "Well, now you do." he said simply. I walked inside the room more and looked around. I opened a wardrobe to see my clothes and new ones that looked expensive, yet comfortable. I spun around to see Derek sitting on the queen sized bed watching me. "Derek I can't except all these new things." I said as I touched a soft sweater. "I'm not worth it. I'm just a submissive. I-I'm a servant, a slave, even." Derek waved me off and stood up, walking towards me.

"I have so much money that I don't even know what to do with it, so let me spoil and dote on you, Alright?" I looked down at my feet and nodded. A blush crept on my face as Derek caressed the side of my face and tilted my head up to look at him. I locked eyes with his green ones and blushed more. "Alright." I breathed out. Derek smirked as I leaned into his warm, and soft, hand that stayed on the side of my face. "Good." He said and dropped his hand from me. I held back a whimper at loss of the touch. My eyes never left his as I bit my bottom lip again. An Alpha had never giving me caring touches nor had any I'd been with want to dote on me.

"I know that lip is delicious, Stiles, but your going to have to stop biting it." Derek said. I released the lip from between my teeth and looked at him in confusion. "Why?"I asked quietly. Derek didn't reply and he leaned in close. His hot breath ghosted over my lips and I couldn't help but gasp. "Because it drives me crazy." He said. I shuttered and nodded. Derek backed up and turned around, walking out of the room. He stopped at the door way and looked back at me. My face was still flush and confused. "Aren't you coming?" he asked with a raise of his eyebrow and a smirk on his face. I nodded and walked with him out of my room and down the hall way.

This man is going to be the death of me, I just know it.