Lamentable Allies - Sterek

Chapter 7

Stiles, Derek, Isaac, and Cora were sharing an.... awkward breakfast to say the least. Derek and Stiles finally went all the way last night, and Cora heard it. All of it. When she saw Stiles grimace as he sat down it took everything in her not to rage at them to keep quiet next time.

"Sooo, how did everyone sleep?" Stiles asked trying to lighten the mood.

"Didn't really sleep much, there was too much noise going on." Cora said dryly, her green hale eyes glaring at Derek's matching eyes.

"So glad I came home late last night." Isaac said spooning a mouthful of cheerios into his mouth.

"Where were you?" Derek asked. Not that he cared where Isaac went.

"I was hanging out with Scott." Even though Stiles has sort of been neglecting Scott since he's been spending all his time with Derek, he doesn't want Isaac to become Scott's best friend. That spots already been taken.

"Consider yourself lucky." Cora muttered as she got up to put her plate away in the dishwasher.

"Remember that all 3 of you have school today. That includes you, Cora." Derek reminded them, acting like the father of the group. Cora groaned as she made her way upstairs, being followed by Isaac.

"If we ever have 'bring your pet to school day'. Can I bring you?" Stiles asked with a grin on his face. All he was met with was a glare from Derek, and if looks could kill Stiles would he dead. "I'll take that as a no."

While Derek's pack of teenagers left to educate themselves, he had some things he needed to do. First off was grocery shopping. The rest of the pack always thinks it's so weird to see Derek do domain things like that, so he always tries to do it when they're not around. And since his house always seems to be where everyone hangs out, he runs out of food fast.

Derek was in the chips aisle picking up some salsa (Stiles' favorite) when he recognized one of the wolves from the other pack.

They didn't see Derek, as far as he could tell. They were deciding between name brand and off brand Oreos.

"Always go for the original, they taste better." Derek said making his presence known. The werewolf looked up at him with wide eyes. They looked like they might be a year or two older than Derek's pack, but still very young. He was shorter than Derek, and had blonde hair likes Isaac's.

"R-right." He stuttered, Derek could smell the fear coming off of him. He didn't bother to say anything else. The other pack now knows that Derek's pack knows they're here, which hopefully will make tracking them down easier.

After that run in, he headed down to put away the food and get in his daily work out. Sometimes he liked waiting until Stiles showed up to do it, just to tease him, but he had nothing better to do.

He was in the middle of his ab workout when he smelt a familiar scent.

"What're you doing here?" Derek growled as his uncle walked over to him.

"I heard my niece was in town, thought I'd stop by and say hi." Peter was just as annoying as ever. Seriously, Derek tore out his throat and killed him once, he's not afraid to do it again.

"She's at school. Besides, I'm not sure if she'd want to see you." Derek stood up so he could loom over his uncle, just because Peter was older didn't mean Derek wasn't bigger and stronger.

"And why would that be?"

"Because you killed our sister." Derek hissed, his eyes turning red.

"I'm not your beta Derek, that isn't going to work on me." Peter said walking over to the kitchen and helping himself to some food.