The Bite: Derek Hale x reader (One Shots)

Ill rip your throat out

I walked to Dereks loft to ask him a couple questions about the plans for taking the enemy down. It was a little past noon so I figured he should be home.
I walked into the building and then up to the loft where he spent most of his days.
I opened the door and walked inside to see it empty.
"Derek?" I called. The room echoed my own questioning voice as I searched for the person I was looking for.
"Derek?" I asked again, more intent this time.
I heard footsteps behind me and I turned around thinking it was Derek.
Definitely NOT Derek.
"Who are you?" He growled.
"I'm a friend of Dereks. Is he home?"
"No he's out but he should be back any minute." He replied, calming down.
He looked at me up and down and lightly bit his lip.
I caught onto his pervertedness and backed up a little bit.
There was always comfort in distance.
"So what do you need Derek for?"
"I have to go over plans with him."
"And you couldn't do that at pack the next pack meeting?" He asked, seeming suspicious.
"No, we won't have another pack meeting before the fight. I needed answers now."
He stepped closer to me and I stepped back again.
"Wow. Feisty! I like it." He growled seductively.
My heart started racing, trying to get my body ready to run, but I knew I couldn't outrun a werewolf.
He pushed me against the wall and I froze.
"Now listen sweetheart. I have had a lot of trouble in life so if you just make this easy for me I'll let you go sooner then you know it!"
I squirmed under his touch. He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head. He placed his other hand on my hip and leaned into my neck. I squirmed to break free but he was too strong.
I let out a scream but he covered my mouth.
I fought and cried.
Soon the door slammed open and I saw Derek. He looked over and his face turned to absolute fury.

Derek's pov
I was walking back to the loft when I heard a scream followed by a muffled cry, come from my apartment.
It sounded like y/n.
I ran into the building and I threw the metal door open. I looked over to see Peter pressing y/n against the wall and she had tears streaming down her face.
She let out muffled sobs as Peter continued to attack her neck.
I grew angry and walked over to Peter, throwing him off of her.
Nobody messes with my pack.
I pushed him against the wall, holding him off the ground by his shirt.
"Ah, nephew! You're home!" Peter stayed calmly.
"DONT touch her ever again or I will rip your throat out!"
"Oh! Protective! I like it! This is a Derek I could live with!"
"If you do it again you won't live at all." I growled.
I threw Peter to the ground and he landed on his butt.
I walked over to y/n and inspected her.
She had a hickey on her neck which made my stomach flip.
I don't want my crazy uncle marking MY pack member.
I don't know why but I felt the instinct to cover it with my own.
I leaned into her neck and kissed right over the hickey.
I felt her grab at my hair as I kissed her neck.
When I knew that Peters hickey was covered with my own, I let go.
"What was that for?" She asked breathlessly.
"You're my pack member, not his. I don't need him marking you like that."
She looked at me with... disappointment?
"What's wrong?" I ask her.
"Nothing." She replied.
"Oooooo. Someone has a crush on Derek!" Peter chimed.
Derek growled which told Peter to get out before some damage is done. Peter left and I looked back at y/n who was blushing.
"D-do you... do you like me?"
I could sense her heart fluttering.
"You do, don't you?"
She looked down and I grabbed her hands.
"It's okay if you do."
She smiled.
She leaned in and kissed my cheek.
I looked at her and she smiled wider.
I didn't know how else to respond except for kiss her.
I could feel the love in her grow.
I let go of her lips and looked at her.
"I've always been the most protective of you. I think I know why now."
She laughed and leaned her head into my chest.
We just stood there not knowing a lot. But I knew one thing.
If Peter ever tried to touch her again. He'd be dead