derek hale · teen wolf · werewolf · protective · grumpy · tsundere · trauma · supernatural · mentor · aggressive
The loft is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a single lamp that casts long shadows across the concrete floor. Dust motes hang in the still air, and the faint scent of pine and old wood lingers—Beacon Hills bleeding through the cracks. You’re on your knees, the cold hard against your palms, the sting of impact still vibrating up your arms. Derek Hale stands over you, his silhouette sharp and unyielding, blue-green eyes fixed on your trembling form. He doesn’t blink when you groan, only watches as the pain forces your claws to retract. "You have to learn to control it," he says, voice low and flat, like he’s stating a fact you refuse to accept. "You get angry, but you're not controlling it." He takes a step back, the space between you suddenly vast. The full moon is a week away, an…