Mama Hale

Mama Hale

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//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 read this, then brace yourself for a bumpy ride.// Lyrica Hale, wife of Derek Hale, teaches Music Ed. at a school called Beacon Hills High School. She's a werewolf, obviously. The day she was turned, a mark appeared on the base of her neck. A simple triskele with initials under it. She discovered that the initials are of her future family members. What happens when her students start turning into werewolves? How will her and her husband handle these betas running amok? I officially suck at descriptions. This is basically a Derek Hale fanfiction. The story will follow the show. I just love the fluff about Derek's wife or girlfriend becoming the mother of his pack. SO I wrote my own. Enjoy!
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The Mama Hale Series

  • Season 1
    90 parts
  • The Mother of Beacon Hills
    Season 2
    59 parts
  • Mama Hale -A Derek Hale Fanfiction ~~REWRITE~~
    Season 3
    45 parts
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"Derek..." I laughed not hesitating to run up to him, I launched myself into his arms, and we stood there holding each other, my feet barely touching the ground. His face nuzzled into my neck taking in my scent and I was pressed into his shoulder so tight I couldn't smell anything but him, we were so focused on one another that we didn't care what was happening around us and when we did pull back, I grabbed his face looking at the new parts I didn't recognize and the old ones that always stayed the same. {WARNING THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN GRAPHIC/MATURE CONTENT, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANYTHING SKIP THE CHAPTERS WITH WARNINGS, MAY CONTAIN - SEX - ABUSE - ASSASSINATION - TORTURE - TRAUMA - MURDER - SEXUAL CONTENT - AND OTHER MATURE CONTENT OF SORTS.} Created: June 2018 Edited: January 2024

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