Bitten by love
Derek POV
He's dying
That's all I can think about as I held Stiles' body.
Why did someone always have to get hurt? Why Stiles?
We were fighting a group of hunters. They had come into our territory and tired to kill us. I thought we had killed them all. But one of them still had a bit of life and a gun in her hand.
Once we thought they were dead Stiles and I made eye contact from across the clearing. We smiled and each other and he started walking towards me. That was when it happened. There was a shot sound that rang through the air. Stiles face dropped. He looked down at his torso and pulled the sides of his jacket apart. The blood started to soak through his top. When he looked back up at me tears filled both our eyes.
The whole pack had seen what had happened. Erica screamed and ran across the clearing to kill the hunter once and for all.
"Mom! Mom please stay with us" Isaac said as he ran to Stiles.
I was by his side in seconds catching him before he fell.
"No no no please baby look at me it's going to be alright. Just stay with me." I said my eyes just over flowing with tears.
"D-Derek. Bite m-me. Please. It's the o-only way" Stiles managed to stutter out. But he was right. If I didn't bite him he would die. It was the only way.
"I'm so sorry! I love you" I said as I bit down hard on his shoulder. He screamed out in pain but then relaxed at the pleasure that comes with the venom from the bite. I could feel his body changing. The blood flowing through his veins.
"Derek we need to get him back to the house he'll be safer there" Boyd says as he put a hand on my shoulder. I look around at the pack to see tears in everyone's eyes. I looked down at Stiles one more time before nodding.
When we got back to the Hale house I laid Stiles on my bed and sat next to him.
"He'll be fine Derek. Stiles is strong. He'll pull through." Lydia says as she leaves the room.
I decided to take his shirt off because it was bloody. I then changed his jeans for a pair of black skinny jeans.
"I love you" I said as I placed a kiss on his forehead. All I had to do know was wait. I walked to the door but before exiting looked back at Stiles. "Goodnight" I whispered as I left closing the bedroom door behind me.
THE NEXT MORNING (3RD PERSON POV)
Stiles woke up to find himself on Derek's bed. He looked around him and everything seemed to have intensified. Everything was so much clearer.
Why was he in Derek's bed? Why was he not wearing a shirt? Where was everyone? He could hear heartbeats coming from downstairs so he decided to get up.
He sat still for a moment and then the memories of the day before came back. He remembered the hunters, getting shot, getting bit, Derek...
Derek.
He remembered Derek gave him the bite!
He got up slowly and walked over to the full length mirror in the corner of the room. He looked different. More defined. Stronger, buffer... sexier. He was an improved version of himself. He was better.
He went over to the door and walked down the stairs. He was still shirtless but he didn't care. He entered the living room to find the whole pack there. Lydia, Erica, Allison, Danny, Jackson, Boyd, Isaac, Scott and most importantly Derek. They hadn't notice he had come in. But one by one they looked up at their friend and smiled. He looked... amazing.
"Oh my god! I'm so glad your okay!" Erica said as she ran off the coach and hugged Stiles. This turned into a huge pack hug. But Derek didn't move a muscle. He kept his eyes trained on Stiles. The two made eye contact as everyone moved away from Stiles creating a path for him to go to Derek.
Stiles slowly walked over to Derek and placed his hand in his.
"Hey there Sourwolf" Stiles smiled. His first words as a wolf.
"Hey" Derek croaked out.
They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like forever until Derek placed a hand on Stiles' face and brought their lips together. The kiss was slow, not rushed but soft and meaningful.
The bond of mates was now connected.
Nothing could separate them.
This was their life now and all they needed was each other.
6 MONTHS LATER
"Mum! Jackson won't hurry up and get out of the bathroom!" Erica screamed at the top of her voice. Stiles had finally gotten used to his heightened senses.
"Jackson get your ass out of the bathroom other people have to get ready to!" if there is one thing Stiles loves about being the alpha mate it's the fact that he has the same authority as the alpha over the members of the pack.
An hour later everyone was piling into the cars and driving to school. Derek kissed Stiles goodbye before they drove off. Even though Stiles was now a werewolf his life hadn't changed that much. He still went to school, looked after his dad and looked after the pack etcetera.
Over the last six months nothing had really happened ... apart from the usual. There was the odd rouge every now and again but nothing major.
No kanimas thank god.
When they arrived at the school everyone scrambled out of the vehicles.
They walked into school in a large bundle with Stiles at the front. They looked like some kind of band and they looked like they owned the place.
As they made their way into the school Stiles looked around at the people around him.
They were his pack. His family.
Nothing could change that.