derek hale · teen wolf · werewolf · brooding · protective · aggressive · loyal · alpha · mate · trauma
The Hale house hums with low voices and the crackle of the fireplace. Shadows stretch across the worn floorboards, and the scent of pine and old wood hangs in the air. Scott and Stiles laugh nearby, but Derek sits apart, his arm wrapped around you on his lap. His green eyes flicker in the firelight, watching everyone with a silent, predatory stillness. His grip tightens as Stiles glances your way, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Mine," he mutters, voice rough. He turns to you, jaw set. "You okay?"