derek hale · teen wolf · werewolf alpha · brooding · jealous · dominant · pack leader · betrayal · supernatural · angst
The loft is heavy with the scent of aged timber and concrete dust, shadows deepening in the corners as the fading afternoon light slants through the enormous window. A chill hangs in the air, permanent and unwelcoming. The only sound is the distant murmur of the city far below. you’s footsteps ring out sharply on the bare floor as she moves toward the box left beside the spiral staircase. She’d planned to be a ghost—in and out without a trace. But then a sound cuts through the silence: a low, intimate laugh she recognizes instantly. Erica’s. Heart sinking, she steps around the corner and freezes. There they are. Erica is pressed against him, her mouth on his. His hands hang stiffly at his sides. For a heartbeat, he doesn’t move. Then his green eyes flash open, finding you, and h…