Derek's P.O.V
Scotts angry with me I can kind of under stand I bonded with his straight best friend, so he has the right to be upset but on the other hand I can't help that I'm bonded to Stiles. One you bond you bond you, have no choice who or what gender. I remember the first day I found out, it was a Friday I was training Scott. Stiles came to pick up Scott walking in wearing a graphic comic book t with a long sleeve blue plaid button up shirt, dark blue Levi's and white converse. It was the smell that got me first, he smelled sweet but sour I don't know he smelled like ink from a printer, paper and leather. My inner wolf screamed making a cooled chill go down my spine, I listened in on his heart beat listening to the slow steady beat. I looked over him at his Carmel gold eyes, his perfectly shaped nose, his heart sharped lips, the way his shirts fall over his body, and that bulge in his Levi jeans. Wondering what he would look like under those close, the closer he got to me the more that feeling the one deep in the pit of my stomach telling me to pull him into a passionate kiss. But that's when it hit me when my wolf screamed mate, he was my mate my one and only mate which I can't have. Stiles hates me I think more then hates me and he's straight on top of that, you would think this would shock me but like I said a mate is a mate you bond with who ever your wolf bonds with. Stiles is who I bonded with and to be honest I don't mind, yes I was annoyed by him but he's one of those annoying cute kids that you fall in love with. And I'm in love with him, I'm in love with Stiles.
