Hardships Of An Eternal Love.
So here it is the story people have requested.
Abandonment + Here for Good are going to be outtakes from this story and they will be included in the story, just written slightly different. I will probably rewrite them in either Derek's or Stiles' POV, I am not sure yet.
***A/N: So I am looking for a Beta for this story! So anyone interested please feel free to PM me!
Hopefully it lives up to your expectations!
Chapter One: Beginning of an Never-Ending Love
Stiles slumped against the seat of his baby-blue jeep rubbing his hands up and down his pale face; he let a gust of air through his full lips. He didn't know why he was here- well that was not necessarily true- Stiles knew why he was here, what he couldn't figure out was why he ever thought this was a good idea!
Would any good come from this?
Could any good come from this?
Stiles groaned at the thoughts.
"What was the worst thing that could happen?" he asked, even though he was all alone.
Stiles slapped himself on the forehead. You are never supposed to ask that; it only makes bad things happen. Either way he snorted. What was the worst thing that could happen?
He slammed his head against the back of the seat. Why had he agreed to be the one to check up on the new alpha?
He looked forward to the decimated house of Derek Hale. The house didn't do anything to help subside the waves of nerves that inhabited him; if anything it made it worse. The house was too similar to the man that invaded his thoughts on a daily basis.
The house was ruined, it was broken, it was mysterious, scary, intimidating, sad, dark, and it would never be the same even if it was rebuilt. It was everything the last remaining member of the Hale family was.
Sighing, Stiles shook his head. Yes, the whole 'I'll checkup on him so you won't have to do it, Scott' had been a good excuse to come here. Well, at least it seemed like it was at the time. He wanted to see if he stood any chance with the wolf, especially now that Peter had been killed. No, he wouldn't declare his feeling or anything of the sort, but he would try to see if he could get a reaction out of the stoic man. Hell, he wasn't an idiot to go announcing his feelings to a dangerous werewolf who he had no clue if the guy was even gay or not!
He knew, he knew, though, that if he left now he would never have the balls to come back and attempt this again. A future filled with 'what-if's' filled his brain and that was enough to have him grabbing the door handle and running out of the jeep. After regaining his balance-and whatever was left of his dignity- he walked slowly and rigidly to the house. His heart beat increased as each step he took brought him closer and closer to the moment that would either make him or break him.
The teen hadn't seen the lycan in about three days; he hadn't seen him since the night he killed his uncle and became Alpha. He had left with Scott, knowing his friend needed him at the time. He only spared a glance in the direction of the new alpha before leaving the property along with everyone else who partook in the battle that night. He missed the scary male and frankly, he was worried about him. Not having heard from him in such a long time made him feel uneasy. He had been trying to forget about the intimidating male he found so irresistible. He eventually gave up on the fight he had known was lost before it even began. That was how he ended up where he was now.
Finally making it to the door, Stiles just stood there staring at the door; surprised he even made it that far. He didn't really know how much time passed since he first stared at the door. Cursing softly under his breath, he took a big gulp of air- the cool air helping clear some of his jumbled thoughts. He lifted his fist to knock on the burnt wood when the door was suddenly flung open.
The breath rushed out of his lungs as he took in the powerful boy-no, man- that stood in front of him, arms crossed over his chest.
The attire worn by the werewolf wasn't a surprise to him. He wore basically the same outfit all the time and Stiles couldn't deny that he loved the fact that he did.
He wore those deliciously fitting black jeans. His skin tight dark navy T-shirt made Stiles' mouth go dry as it hugged his well-define chest so perfectly. The black leather jacket still covered his broad shoulders; Stiles secretly loved the jacket because it made him look more dominating, more intimidating. His eyes traveled up to the stoic face. They took in the slight stubble that covered his cheeks; he looked into the beautiful pair of gray eyes. Even though Derek always hid his emotions, somehow Stiles could always tell what he was feeling simply by gazing into the hypnotizing eyes of the lycan.
Snapping out of his thoughts, Stiles blushed but was glad because it seemed as if the werewolf hadn't noticed him checking him out.
Derek had been listening to the familiar heartbeat growing even more and more erratic with every minute that ticked by since the jeep had pulled up to his house.
He hadn't seen the jumpy teen or his pack mate, Scott, since the night he killed his own uncle.
He couldn't deny that those days of solitude had been both a blessing and a curse for him.
Those few days had allowed his mind catch with the recent events that seemed to have happened in fast-forward.
The same night he became alpha he had allowed himself to just rest and heal form the repetitive torture Kate had inflicted on him and the wounds he gained from his brief part in fight with the Peter.
The next day he felt like a pup as he tried to once again have learn how to the control his wolf half. The only problem was that now his wolf was more powerful. He was an alpha now. For the better part of the second day he was in wolf form. He ran through the woods, taking down prey, finding pleasure in seeing the blood pour out them as he killed them. The wolf loved the thrill of the chase; he loved the feeling of being powerful.
His instincts took over him. The alpha within him wanted a pack…not it needed a pack. He had almost attacked an unsuspecting person jogging through the woods. Eventually he was able to rein control of the beast, the monster within him. He establish his role as the dominate form and the wolf backed down. That same night he was pleasantly surprised to find that when he shifted his eyes no longer took on the red color of new alpha but had reverted back to his electric blue color. That's when something clicked inside him.
Peter had never been able to get control of his instincts as an alpha, which was why his eye color remained the blood red. Unlike him, Derek had been able to gain control and that's why he got his eye color back.
Yesterday had been spent on reflecting on night of the final battle. Killing his uncle had been easier than he thought it would and because of that part of him felt oddly…guilty. His uncle was a psychotic murderer hell bent of revenge for the death of his family, and Derek might have even helped him if he hadn't done the one thing Derek would never be able to forgive him for. He killed Laura.
Laura…his sister, his rock, his alpha, the last member of his family. He loved his sister so much and it killed him when he found her dead. He swore he would avenge her untimely and brutal death. That was what made killing Peter so easy. His need for revenge. Yet the feeling guilt always remained in the back of his mind. He put it off as having to do with the fact he was first person-werewolf or not- that Derek had ever killed.
He felt marginally remorseful at the fact that he took away Scott's only way to become human. But he figured the pup should be happy with that he still has the gift. The bite is truly a gift that Scott fails to see. If he could learn to control, then the teen wouldn't mind being a werewolf.
His thoughts then had traveled to the pup's best friend. That kid was the source of most of his headaches. He just couldn't shut up! He was always twitchy, his heartbeat sounded like it was on steroids, he was way to curious for his own good, he was stubborn, he was unrelenting, he was sarcastic, he couldn't take anything seriously and he always seemed to be hyper.
He was also incredibly loyal, brave, self-sacrificing, loving, honest, trustworthy, and funny. He had to admit that he thoroughly and unashamedly enjoyed pushing the teen against walls, threating him. Most of it had to do with the proximity that resulted from his actions. He found immense pleasure in being so close to the quirky teen, at being able to smell his fear that was always mixed with a hint of arousal, he loved being able to feel his breath fan his face.
He wasn't naïve. He knew the lacrosse player was his mate; he had known the first time he laid eyes on him. He also knew that the teen was deathly afraid of him, and he wouldn't be surprised if Stiles even hated him. That's why he would never let the kid know that he was his mate.
Currently he stared at the clearly startled kid, watching the blush paint his cheeks as he cleared his throat.
"What are doing here?" he was genuinely curious, he figured that now that Peter was dead, Stiles would never talk to him again.
"I-I uh I came to see if you were o-okay?" Derek inwardly smiled, it had sounded more like a question than a statement. He raised his eyebrow, uncrossing his arms, he leaned against the doorframe.
"I am fine as you can see. You can go now." He knew he sounded harsh and rude.
"Can I come in?" Derek watched as the pale face twisted to a grimace, almost as if he regretted the question; Derek couldn't help but feel a flash of hurt go through him at the fact that Stiles didn't really want to spend time with him. He sighed but moved aside and let the teen squeeze through.
Stiles was happy that the wolf had let him in, he looked around the house and noticed that it was still the same except for the a bit more of damage in certain areas where the werewolf and Scott had fought Peter. He walked to the staircase and sat down and was shocked when Derek sat down next to him. Silence enveloped the house.
Derek was listening intently to the heartbeat next to him. It had accelerated when he had sat down next to him; he wasn't sure if the rise was caused by fear or something else.
"Was there a specific reason you wanted to come inside?" Derek was slightly annoyed; he had been prepared to never see or hear from the teen again, only to have him pop up at his door for no apparent reason.
"Uh…no" Stiles snuck a look at the man sitting next to him and upon seeing his disbelieving gaze, he sighed and spoke again. "Scott wanted to check up you, you know make sure you were okay and I volunteered to go." Stiles wrung his hands nervously, avoiding the stare from the lycan. He had never been this nervous around him despite his feelings.
Derek huffed in response clearly annoyed. "I am not a pup. I don't need a teenage boy coming to check up on me. I am fine. Was that all you wanted?" He looked over at the brunette again, surprised that the teen was already staring at him.
"Yes." Stiles stood up. He was angry and disappointed that his mission to see if the lycan liked him was obviously failing. The wolf was just so…so…unemotional! He walked towards the door, ignoring the wolf, only to be turned around before being slammed against the door, his arms held above his head by one of Derek's hands. He let a whine escape him as his back flared with pain at force of impact. His raised his eyes to stare into the electric blue ones of the man pinning him against the door. He could have sworn those eyes had been red three nights ago.
"You can't lie to me, Stiles. Why are you really here?" Stiles heart hammered against his ribs. There was barely any space between the bodies and damn was it turning him on. He loved it when Derek was like this. Sure, it scared the crap out of him but a dominate Derek was enough to make his knees buckle.
"I-I-I-uh…no re-reason Derek. Would you mind uh giving me some space? I know you're not big on personal space but…yeah…." Stiles stuttered out, chuckling nervously as the blue eyes narrowed. When he saw Derek lift his nose slightly and sniff he knew that he was dead. He would be able to smell how aroused he was. He gulped and resumed staring into the intense eyes of the lycanthrope.
Derek growled lowly in his throat, the smell of Stiles sweet arousal filling his senses. Before the scared boy could process what was going on, Derek crashed his lips against the full ones of the kid.
Stiles' eyes widen, his heart stopped and his body frozen. Was this really happening? Was Derek Hale kissing him? He didn't know what to do, he was too shocked. He felt the taller man nibble his bottom lip, obviously trying to get a response out of him.
Stiles let his eyes close when he felt Derek's other hand grab the back of his neck, he let himself return the kiss.
His dreams and fantasies were nothing compared to how it felt to be really kissing the man. His lips were soft but demanding. He moaned when he felt Derek's tongue asking for entrance and he happily complied.
He fought the invading muscle with his own, even though he knew that he would lose, he submitted when he heard the werewolf's growl as his grip on his neck tighten.
Derek was losing himself in the sensation of exploring the warm mouth of the teen he thought he would never have. He moved his hands to grab the slim hips and pulled him flush against his body.
Reluctantly, both males pulled apart for much needed air, both locked in each other's gaze. Derek's eyes shone an even brighter blue than before, while Stiles' chocolate eyes seemed to have darkened considerably.
"Why?" Stiles panted out, curious to know why the lycan kissed him.
"You're my mate." The older man's voice was deep but held an unfamiliar tone of affection and softness. His gaze turned tender as he continued to look into the eyes of the man that was meant for him.
"Mate?" He needed to make sure, even though his heart told him it was true.
Derek only nodded smiling slightly at Stiles' next word.
"Finally!" Derek chuckled when Stiles pulled their faces back together with an unexpected force.
'Indeed, finally.' Derek thought to himself, glad that Stiles had accepted him so easily. He smiled into the kiss.
HA! Finally got the first chapter done. :D Very happy with it but let me know what you think!
This story will 14 chapters take or give one.
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