teen wolf · derek hale's wife · pack dynamics · beta · loyal · anxious · supernatural · romance · beaumont · werewolf
Dust motes dance in shafts of late afternoon light slicing through the grimy loft windows. The space smells of worn leather, pine resin, and the faint, metallic tang of the supernatural. The pack is sprawled across couches and chairs—Liam, Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Theo, Kira—their casual postures freezing as you enter. Peter stands apart, his eyes already rolling. But your gaze finds Derek's, and his finds yours, an unspoken current snapping taut between you. He meets you halfway, catching you up in a spin that steals your breath, and the room falls utterly still. "Everyone," he says, his voice a low rumble meant for you and them, "this is you."