TEEN WOLF Imagines

What Becomes Clear ; Derek Imagine (Part 2)

(Part 2)

Derek's POV

The whole time y/n was unconscious on my bed I kept looking at the tattoo on her wrist. Lydia said she hadn't noticed it before, that was strange. I asked her again what it was. She looked down at her right wrist. "I don't know it's been there for as long as I can remember, why?" She asked a little confused. I could hear her heart rate beating fast but she wasn't scared anymore, she wanted to know what I knew about the tattoo on her wrist.
"So its not a tattoo?" I asked her.
"No, I just woke up with it one day" She explained.
"Just tell her" Peter said, huffing and walking to the sofa. I rolled my eyes, I am not telling her yet.
"Tell me what?" She asked.
"I'll show you" I said, it would be easier to show her anyway. I turned so my back was too her and lifted my top over my head.

Y/N POV

I was slightly confused as to why he turned around and took off his top. I wasn't complaining and I could feel my heart rate going faster, I knew he knew that. I used to read tones of books about werewolves. As soon as his top revealed his back I stood up. "Y/n" Lydia warned, I knew she wanted my to stay seated but I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
"Oh my gosh. It's the same" I gasped and moved closer to him. I gently touched it, he flinched a little, which was odd but then relaxed, "I don't understand" I said.
Derek turned around. What I saw was just wow. He was very... Muscular. I knew he could see me looking him up and down, we were so close, it wasn't hard to miss. "You really are short" he said. Trying to ease the tension in the room.
"I know, that's why I wear heels" I said. He cracked a smile.
"Okay, please forgive me but I'm going to have to explain what's going on right now" Peter began, he stood up and walked towards us.

"No you don't, you need to be quite!" Derek turned sharply to face his uncle and shouted at him.
"Erm, can I have something to eat? I'm hungry" I asked.
"Lydia can you take y/n to the kitchen please?" Derek asked.
Everyone looked surprised and Lydia took my arm and linked it with hers and we walked to the kitchen. "He's never polite" Lydia said, in earshot of Derek. I laughed. I didn't feel like I had just been in an accident.

Derek's POV

"I think you should explain" Peter said to me.
"You like the sound of your own voice so you can do it" I huffed.
"Lovely y/n in there is Derek's mate" Peter said, he sounded so proud. Scott, Allison and Stiles looked very confused. "As in soul mate..." Peter added as if they should of known.
"Wait, how do you know that, you've just met her" Scott asked.
"It's simple really, he can feel her pain and she can feel him, also the mark on her skin" Peter said before I could explain. I stood there pretending I didn't care but I knew Peter was up to something.
"Wow, we need to tell Lydia" Allison said.
"Never mind Lydia, we need to tell y/n!" Stiles said loudly.
"Shut up!" I said back. "She's already had enough to take in!"
"I think she's doing just fine with that, Derek" Stiles argued.
"Why wasn't she hurt?" Allison asked, changing the subject, "that crash should of put her in hospital"
"Derek healed her before we got to her, that's how it works" Peter said.
"That's why she smells werewolfy!" Scott said, "she's been healed by you all this time and you didn't even know"
I just nodded in response and y/n and Lydia came back in the room. Y/n was holding a cup of tea and her heart rate quickened when she saw me topless. I smirked a little at how fast her heart was beating, I knew she knew I knew. Allison pulled Lydia to one side and told her about y/n and I, Lydia was shocked and then didn't look too happy. Y/n stood next to me. "What are we going to do now?" She asked.
"How's your mum?" Scott asked.
"Scott" Lydia warned and I looked at y/n confused.
A tear slipped down her face, "she died, that's why I'm here, I have no other family" she paused, "In a house fire, because your all wondering" she added. I looked at Scott and Peter. They all knew it was no coincidence. It was all to bring us together. Peter knew, I could tell by his face.

Y/N POV
I didn't like talking about it. It happened a couple of years ago and I was in a boarding school, eventually they decided to place me into my to my dads sisters care, which is Lydia's mum. I forced a smile and sipped my tea although it was a little hot and I burned my tongue. "Awe! My tongue" I said, a little upset. I looked up and everyone was looking at Derek and back at me, "what?" I asked.
Stiles scoffed, "definitely related to Lydia"
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"Doesn't matter" Stiles mumbled. People always made that comment and I never understood why. From the corner of my eye I saw Peter move closer to Derek. What is he doing, I thought. I dropped my cup and doubled over in pain. The cup smashed as I fell, Derek caught me but also fell to the floor. My side was burning.
"Derek your side, it's bleeding" Scott said, moving to his right.
"She's starting to loose consciousness" Derek said holding my head in his lap, not bothered about his side as everything went black.

"Why did you do that?!" Lydia shouted as I woke up, still in Derek's lap.
"To prove a point! Derek she's your mate and you need to tell her" Peter said.
"What's a mate?" I asked, lifting myself up slowly.
"Soul mate" Scott said, while he was helping me sit up.
"Yeah sure..." I said sarcastically. But I knew what that was.
"Don't you believe me? I can hurt him again" Peter threaten moving closer to Derek, who was now standing. I stood up slowly and leaned on the table, Scott still holding my arm.
"I've done the research" I mumbled, I knew it was true, "ever since the mark appeared" I added.

I am Derek's soul mate and I knew that meant I would be in more danger than before, now I knew and he knew or lives will change forever.

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