okay fanfiction faithful thank you for following me, I'm gonna continue this story with a Derek POV, I gottz inspiration! sadly I don't own teen wolf or any of its characters.


chapter 4~ sweet smell

derek pov

The first time I saw stiles stilinski I couldn't get over his scent, he smelt so sweet and his face is so cute , I can't take my eyes off of the perfect beauty marks on his face. And that dimple filled smile. He is absolutely gorgeous.

I met a psychic a week ago saying that I would find love soon but I'm not THAT gullible, what reason would I have to believe a damn crazy chic trying to get an easy buck by lying to people about their futures.

but I did manage to successfully give him my number AND get a text...FROM stiles.

They say an alpha knows its mate before they've even spoken a word to each other. The alphas mate is chosen at birth and only fate can bring them together. the mate to an alpha has a sweet scent when noticed by its mate.

Derek smelt the sweet smell on stiles, it smelt like he would imagine love would smell like. Pure love.

The night I smelt stiles sweet smell in the forest surrounding my lonely house I got worried, stiles seemed sad and I could practically taste his salty tears. I resisted the urge to run and find him just so I could hug him and ask what's wrong, but the last time I comforted someone it only backfired on me.

I decide to text him just because.

I ask him where he is and he only answers one word.

walking.

last time I checked I didn't ask him WHAT he was doing...I asked him WHERE he was... That's when I smelt it...

I smelt an Alfa. An unidentified Alfa. He was on MY territory without MY permission and he was dangerously close to MY stiles.

wait...did I just say MY stiles...?

Before I even know what Im doing Im unning towards stiles scent, I can see him running in my direction. I spotted the Alfa behind him.

I morph into my wolf form before colliding with the other wolf, make king a loud thud noise as we connect into a ball of anger and violence.

I bite his calf. He whimpers and lunges after it heals. I dodge him swiftly and he snorts. I lunges again but this time he manages to bite my back. I yelp and I crunch down on his ankle, it shatters under my strong jaws.

The last blow I inflicted on him wouldn't heal fast at all, I watch smugly as he limps out of my territory. I suddenly remember stiles and I look back at him.

Stiles' eyes are wide and he's pale, I nudge his leg with my snout and I whine, he seems like he's not bothered that I'm an abnormally large wolf. Even though he doesn't know its really me.

After I'm sure he's okay, even though he's probably still in shock, I head back home .


I snort and wake up to my phone ringing loudly.

I scramble for it and wipe the spit off of my mouth before saying something.

"H'llo" I grunt.

"Hey Derek, its stiles.. "

"Oh hey, stiles."

"Hey, you know that English project we have to do?"

"Uh yea...what about it?"

"Well I'm partnered with Scott and your partnered with Allison so I thought we could kind of switch partners, have Allison work with Scott and me work with you..?"

"YES!...I mean...yea, sure, whatever.."

"Okay, you wanna come over later today?"

"Sure.."


I walk into stiles stilinski's room and my eyes bulge out of my head, I wasn't expecting to see what I saw but I knew I could never unsee what I was seeing.

Not that I wanted to unsee it, I loved it.

But still...I could do without the growing tension as I just...stare.

Stiles was jerking off when I walked in, stiles throws the covers over his exposed abdomen. The stench of his arousal was almost unbearable. I try to hide my growing erection.

My face flushes and I turn away.

"Stiles. What are you doing?"

"I..I huh...I.." he throws on his clothes .

Stiles changes the subject quickly and we start to work on the English project, all goes well until I reach around him I pick something up and I smell his arousal again.

I can take it anymore.

I kiss him.

He kisses back and we both loose control, I force his juicy lips open so my tongue can violate the boys little pink mouth.

I lick the roof of his mouth and savor his moans, he trys to french me back but I grab his wet tongue gently with my teeth and I suck on the little strip of pink flesh.

Stiles makes a squeaking noise and it tips me over the edge, I run my hands and touch his thin, pale skin.

hes mine...mine for the taking and...

I stop. No. Not like this. I can't be doing this.

"I'm sorry stiles...I-I need to go"

"But Derek-"

I leave out stiles bedroom widow before he can finish, why did I do that, that is too dangerous.

He doesn't even know who I am. What I am. What if he didn't want that?

I wince.

stupid!


Ooh lookie what happened... okay I'm tired...I need sleep ;) peace. My lovelies!