When Stiles woke up later that morning, Derek was already gone but his bedroom still smelled very much like his mate. Stiles sighed softly and heard his father moving around downstairs. He headed for the bathroom, grabbed a quick shower and chose a shirt that would cover the mark on his neck so his father wouldn't see it. He'd change shirts after ( Read more... )

As soon as the last group of newest hunters had been taken down and dispatched, Stiles had quickly gotten out of the area once he knew the pack was all right. None of the wolves had been hurt too badly, no one had been hit with wolfsbane bullets or anything more dangerous to them. If anyone were to ask later, Stiles would simply say that, working ( Read more... )

Spending his first full moon as a wolf with Derek and the consequences of 'sexting' his mate during school...

Really, Derek, it's just a scratch...

It's called research, sour wolf...

Talking to Derek about his leather jacket...