-"But your last name is Hale?"
"It wasn't alywas Hale. It used to be Wisconsin."
-"It's just, well, can I call you 'mom'?"
-"I'm gonna rip your throat out. With my teeth."
-"What happened? Why do you smell like blood?"
"Because I'm on my period."
-"Hi, Lyrica. How are you feeling?"
"I'm alive."
-"What in the holy fuck is that?!"
"It's my phone?"
-"And what would your wife think about that?"
"She'd help. You're putting our son in danger too. And you don't fuck with a wolf's pups."
-"Der, why am I not surprised that you got arrested and then started working out?"
"There's nothing better to do."
-"What'd you say?"
"Lyrica, could you shut up for a minute?!"
-"Let him go. He bruises easily."
-"You're a terrible person."
"I know, it keeps me up at night."
-"I was going to wait for dramatic flair... but... when you look this good, why wait?"
-"You've... already... decided. I can smell it on you!"
-"I'm the alpha now."
-"Aw, don't cry Sis."
"Shut up. Or I'll beat your ass."
-"Derek!...Dad!"
-"Yeah. Goodnight Mom. Goodnight Dad."
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Mama Hale
Fanfiction//PSA BEFORE YOU READ: This story was written when I was brand new to everything writing. For a much better everything, go read the rewritten version on my profile. Still written by me, just MUCH better in literally every way. If you still choose to...
