The Bite

Chapter 2

Stiles lets out a breath relieved his chances of not dying are better than he thought because he really doesn't want to die. "Well Derek as you know I don't really wanna die. But I do want the bite. So come on let’s get inside where we talked about."

Derek frowns, "I should've lied to you." he mumbled.

But stiles heard and said "If you had and I found out later I would never trust you again and I would be pissed."

Derek shivered remembering what stiles did the last time he pissed him off. ‘I will never own another spray bottle’ Derek thought. "You do realize that if it doesn't kill you, you will be more powerful than Scott and he won't like that and you will have to fight him for his position as head beta." Derek stated.

Stiles just laughed. "No I won't. Scott will submit to me easily he always has."

Derek laughed, "Yeah remember when he was half shifted and you told him to shut up and sit down?"

Stiles laughed, "Yeah he whined and did as I said." Then they both laughed.

Derek stops in front of this white room. "Well were here, It was nice knowing you. In case you die I want you to know something. Remember when I said didn't care for you at all?"

"Yeah that really hurt but it saved my life. Why are you asking?" Stiles questioned.

"It was a lie Stiles I think of you and Scott as family and in that sense I love you more." Derek answered.

Stiles looks shocked. "Really? That's awesome Derek, thank you!" Stiles then hugs Derek.

Derek smiles and hugs Stiles back. "Yes really." 

Stiles smiles, "Well I'm touched and if I live I promise not to say anything about this."

Derek laughs, "Good and Stiles if you live I'm going to squeeze you so hard you can't breathe."

Stiles laughs, "So either way I'm dead."

Derek laughs, "Basically, but hey piece of advice, fight hard and come back to us."

Stiles walks into the room and takes off his shirt then sits down. "Try to do it with minimal pain to me."

Derek laughs, "I'll try." Then he walks over to Stiles he opens his mouth and he licks Stiles' shoulder and he revels in the way Stiles tastes then his fangs descend and he bites into Stiles' shoulder.

Stiles whines because it hurt but not as much as he thought. Derek stays there for moment because Stiles’ blood tastes good and he wants to make sure the bite takes. Then he pulls out of his shoulder and licks the wound so Stiles doesn't bleed much then he lays Stiles down on the bed. "Rest now Stiles. I hope you wake up."

Stiles woke up the next morning feeling really thirsty and hungry he also had to pee. 'God I have to pee' Stiles thought, and then he realized he was thinking which meant he wasn't dead! "DEREK IM NOT DEAD!" Stiles yelled excited, "And I have to pee really badly!" Stiles said quieter as he moved toward the bathroom.

Derek chuckled at Stiles' outburst, and then he laughed when Stiles said he had to pee. As Stiles got done peeing. He remembered the note he left for his dad.

"Hey Derek you gotta go by my house and get the note that's on the front door. I hope it's still on the door." He finished mumbling. Derek didn't ask he just ran over to Stiles' house and grabbed the note and just in time because he could hear the sheriff down the road. Derek ran back to his house and gave stiles the note.

"Here you go Stiles. I got there just in time; your dad was right down the road." Stiles came out of the room rubbing where Derek bit him.

“Is that for me?” he asked seeing the waffles and OJ.

“Yeah it’s for you I already ate.” Stiles smiled he was starving. Stiles sat down at the table and started eating his waffles when he finished those he gulped down the OJ.

“How do you feel?” Derek asked a little worried.

“I feel fine except the spot where you bit me itches like crazy! I think I might be allergic to you.” Stiles grinned and Derek just started laughing.

“No Stiles you’re not allergic to me, the bite will itch until it fully heals. It’s like when you cut yourself and it itches. It’s because it’s healing. So you don’t feel sick or out of control?” Derek asked serious again.

Stiles just looked at him curiously then answered, “No Derek I don’t feel any different at all. Well there is this weird feeling in my stomach but other than that I feel fine.”

Derek frowns, that weird feeling could be the wolf or Stiles is going to get sick. “Describe the feeling in your stomach.”

Stiles frowned he was never good at describing things. “Um I dunno it feels like something is stirring like I need to burp.”

Derek laughs then he smiles. “You’re going to be fine Stiles that’s the wolf you feel.”

Stiles laughs, “Well that’s good. I can’t wait to tell Scott…” Stiles trails off when Derek growls low. “I can’t tell Scott yet can I?” Stiles asks.

Derek growls. “No stiles you can’t tell Scott yet! You tell Scott he will freak out and shift then your wolf will see it as a threat and you will shift. Then there will be two angry werewolves on Scott’s porch.” Derek finished sounding annoyed.

Stiles was about to agree with Derek but he heard a voice in his head saying “Derek is wrong we should show him. We can take him; he’s not the boss of us.” Stiles realized that it was the voice of his wolf and he thought/said to his wolf. “No your wrong Derek is our alpha and he is the boss of us and I’m the boss of you!” 

Then stiles felt like the wolf was trying to claw its way out. Stiles clutched his stomach and said in a firm voice, “No I’m in control and Derek is our alpha you will obey me and him!” Derek who had been talking noticed stiles clutching his stomach then he heard him and he realized stiles was arguing with his wolf.

Derek smiled at the fact that stiles was controlling his wolf so easily and that he accepted his alpha status but apparently his wolf didn’t agree. “Stiles are you ok?” Derek asked and stiles looked up at him still clutching his stomach and there was barely a faint glow of light blue in his eyes.