The Evolved

Finding out

Stiles Stilinski knew the moment she'd die for him. She knew that she would have done anything and everything in her puny human power to save his life. And that's what she had done. Even though he had fled to Mexico and left behind what could have been his pack, she saved his life. Stiles surrendered herself to Deucalion and his pack when they had made their way back into Beacon Hills to hunt him down for killing his mate, Kali. That was the moment Stiles decided she would die for him was right then and there. She had always known, deep down, that she loved him but he would never know. He wouldn't come back for her, or them, He would never know what she had done to save his life.

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Scott had fought her on this, told her she was making rash decisions. Stiles told him that she was tired and by the looks of the huge dark circles under her eyes she was telling the truth. Scott shook his head and hugged her telling her that they always found a way out of the messed they ended up in. 

Stiles made her way into the kitchen, turning on the stove and filling up her moms old tea kettle. She leaned up against the counter, letting a few tears spill down her face. She had made up her mind hours ago. She poured herself  some tea, and went upstairs to pack.

Two Years Later...

He climbed out of the dull yellow taxi that had dropped him off in from of a familiar house. He stood for a second before handing the driver a few crumpled up bills and half walked half jogged to the door step to get out from the light rain that had started to fall. He took a deep breathe to calm his nerves and knocked. Melissa McCall opened the door and took a step back in surprise. She looked him up and down taking in his muddy boots fitted and dark jeans. She meet his green eyes and shook her head.

''Derek?'' She spoke '' What a surprise.'' She angled herself in front of the door, indicating he wasn't invited into the home.

''Hello Melissa, I was looking for Scott. Is he here?'' Derek questioned. He noticed her stance and smelled the sadness, and anger. He could understand why, he hasn't contacted anyone in over two years.

'' He's at the loft.'' was all she said and shut the door. Derek stood there for a moment before turning on his heel and started to run towards the loft.

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Scott and Lydia were buried deep into a book about spells and potions when Isaac burst threw the door, eyes blazing, and slammed his hands on the counter .Lydia raised a groomed eyebrow at the young man.

''Scott, we have a problem'' Isaac said just as Scott snapped his head up towards the door, eyes going red. ''Told you.'' Isaac whispered.

''What-'' Lydia was cut off when the loft door was opened and Derek Hale stood on the other side. A minute had passes, everyone staring at him, before anyone said a word. It was Lydia who spoke first.

''Hell no.'' Lydia said standing from her barstool '' You don't get to come in here and -'' Lydia was cut off again by Scott raising his hand at her. The move confused Derek, he'd never known Lydia to take orders from anyone. Even her Alpha.

''Derek.'' Scott huffed, eyes back to brown '' Come in. I'll call the rest of the pack''

''I already did'' Isaac added. He slowly moved his way to a plush couch that had to have been picked out by Lydia. In fact, the whole place, had been decked out to resemble a picture out of a magazine. Derek could smell anger rolling off the pack. He knew they would be angry with him for not keeping in touch for the last two years but he had no idea they would be this upset. He could only imagine what kind of scent Stiles would have.

''You can sit down.'' Scott stated ''the rest of the pack will be here soon. So how have you been, Derek?'' Scott asked but by the look on his face he didn't really want to know how Derek has been doing.