Pregnant with a Sourwolf // Sterek mpreg

5. It is all my fault

Derek's point of view

My poor little Stiles said that he was okay just before throwing up blood. I instantly knew that something was really wrong and that he was probably going to die, just my luck. It was, as always, my fault. I just kept losing everyone I loved. Paige, my parents, Laura, Boyd, Erica... Everyone. I couldn't even think about losing my sarcastic little human, who meant the world to me. He was my mate. It hurt me physically to see him in pain. And the mental pain wasn't any easier either.

I ran to Stiles, picked him up and carried him to my car. I knew it was possible that his sickness was related to some supernatural stuff, so I decided to take him to Deaton's first. He is the vet of Beacon Hills, but he helps the pack with supernatural stuff as much as he possibly can. Deaton would probably know what was wrong with my mate. He had saved my life a million times, I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for him. But if Sti wouldn't survive, there was nothing even Deaton could do, I would be dead.

It didn't take long to drive to Deaton's, but Stiles had already fallen asleep, so I just carried him inside. He looked really pale, even more than usual.

"Derek, Stiles, what is wrong? How may I help you today?" he said when he noticed us and Stiles started to wake up slowly. I told him everything I figured could be important, from us having sex and being mates to him throwing up blood in the middle of the schoolyard.

"Okay. I have an idea of what is going on with him, but the thing is really rare. But just to be sure, I can run some tests before saying anything, I really don't want to give you guys some false information like this." he told and I sat down on the couch and started to read some magazine, even though I couldn't focus at all.

Stiles finally woke up properly and looked shocked. I was instantly by his side, comforting him and taking away his pain. At the same time, Deaton walked back into the room with his test results.

"Oh hey Deaton! Nice to see you again. Did you figure what the heck is wrong with me? I feel like crap!" Stiles told and I couldn't hold back my smile, he was too cute when he's sleepy.

"Well Stiles, Derek. This is amazing, but at the same time a horrible situation. Gongratulations and sorry, Stiles, you are pregnant" Deaton said. Like what? Had he lost his mind? How could I male get pregnant? And how could this be a horrible thing? We were going to have our own little family! And as if Deaton read my thoughts, he explained everything.

"Stiles, you are an alpha's mate so you can get pregnant. It is really rare, it has happened about once in a hundred years. But because you are a male, not supposed to carry a child, it is going to be really painful for you. And about the giving birth part... the male has never survived" he told.

Stiles would die because of me. I would lose another loved one and it was all my fault.