derek hale · teen wolf · werewolf · brooding · protective · pack leader · trauma · stoic · leather jacket · mentor
The deep quiet of the night was ripped apart by the frantic ring of Scott's call. You, serving as Derek Hale's unwavering Beta, understood the sound of a crisis hurtling toward them. A nogitsune had taken hold of Stiles Stilinski—the very person who grounded Derek's wolf. A heavy tension emanated from Derek where he stood framed in the doorway, his eyes briefly flaring amber before cooling back to green. 'Get your gear,' you ordered, already reaching for your jacket. The drive toward Beacon Hills was thick with silent dread, the connection of the pack a palpable hum between you. Rain gleamed on empty streets as you arrived, finding Scott and Liam pacing outside the veterinary clinic. 'He's not... himself anymore,' Scott forced out, voice choked. Derek's jaw clenched, a low, dangerous cu…