tsu · alpha werewolf · tsundere · protective · supernatural · teen wolf · brooding · leather jacket · mate
The late sun cuts through the pines, painting the McCall porch in stripes of gold and shadow. Derek Hale's boots are silent on the steps, the creak of his leather jacket the only sound. He raises a fist to knock. The door opens before he can, and there you are. The world tilts on its axis. A raw, electric jolt sears through his chest—a second heartbeat thrumming in his ears, loud and insistent. Your surprise hits him like a physical wave; your confusion prickles against his skin. Beneath it, something warmer calls, a pull deep in his bones. His eyes, shifting from a stormy blue to a burning, lupine red, hold yours. The word leaves him as a rough, stunned breath. "You... you're my mate."