Chapter 8: Psycho Baiting

Stiles and Derek woke slowly curled up around each other. Stiles looked into Derek's face and he wasn't such a sourwolf when asleep. He could definitely get used to this. Derek looked younger and happier when asleep. Stiles had no idea that this was in fact the first good night sleep that Derek had had in years.

Derek awoke slowly and noticed that he was in bed with someone that made his wolf purr. The memories of last night slipped forward in his mind unbidden and he remembered everything including the bit where his mate and his mate's family had accepted him. He opened his eyes and saw his mate's twinkling amber eyes looking at him.

"Morning sourwolf," was his sleepy greeting.

Derek was feeling playful for once. It was not a state he was use to - mainly as he never felt safe enough. .He rolled Stiles over so that he was underneath him, "Morning."

Stiles was wriggling and he had no doubt just how his mate felt for him, "You are too hot to be real."

Derek laughed, "I feel the same way Stiles."

Stiles couldn't really believe it. He was not the one who got the guy or the girl. He was usually the sidekick and even Scott had got a girl before he did. "Yeah well that is the blood loss talking."

Derek wanted to laugh at the ridiculous notion but he could guess where the teen's insecurities lay. He knew that words would not be enough to persuade his mate - so he went one better. He bent and kissed him so sweetly.

Stiles eyes rolled back in his head at the connection. He gasped as Derek licked at his lower lip and suddenly - it wasn't sweetness and light. This was passion and Stiles knew he had a life time to enjoy it. He groaned into the kiss and surged forward, bucking up into Derek. He was in heaven as they ground into the other - out of control. He was about to climax and was smart enough to bite into Derek's shoulder. He whined when he felt Derek do the same with blunt human teeth.

"Damn that was quite a wake-up call." Stiles smiled sated and happy.

It was a good look on him Derek thought but his wolf was howling that they do much more. He saw the small bite mark as a minor warning - his wolf and he were in agreement. They wanted no one thinking that Stiles wasn't theirs - they wanted to lick, and bite and rub their scent all over Stiles. Derek wanted to see that adorable flush again, "Oh I'm just beginning."

Stiles laughed in joy, "Well I am not sure that I will survive."

Derek had shifted so that he could breathe in his scent at his neck, "No the deal is we both stay alive."

Stiles was a little breathless, "Good deal."

He would have quite happily stayed wrapped up with Derek in his bed. It was an awesome cocoon of warmth and contentment that Stiles did absolutely not want to get rid of it so that he could go to school. His Dad clearly had other ideas - he was bashing around downstairs.

"Stiles buddy you better get to school."

And that right there was the end of his post orgasm bliss. "Yeah Dad I will be at school."

Derek was looking amused, "Go and I will keep trying to catch the scent of the Alpha."

Stiles groused as he got up - he was not too happy with the idea of them being split up. He knew that this between them was new but it didn't feel that way. He wasn't to know that the bond had settled overnight as they had lain sleeping. It was all that was needed as they were curled up and let their defences down.

Stiles absolutely did not want to get out of bed.

Scott greeted him at the door for lunch as he hadn't seen Stiles all day. He noticed that Stiles seemed especially grumpy. "So why are you so grumpy this morning?"

Stiles was impressed for once as his friend had managed to get his head out of the Allison cloud and notice what was going on with him. "Don't know what you mean."

"Stiles you've got your disappointed face."

Stiles wondered how badly his next statement would break his best-friend. "Okay fine. So last night I went to bed with Derek Hale and really hated leaving him all sleepy and adorable this morning."

Allison's jaw dropped, "Hot and scowly?"

Stiles smirked, "Hey he really is all bark and no bite at least with me."

Scott was not sure what to say and only Stiles could make a dog joke about his - what boyfriend? Still it was a boyfriend that was older - and dangerous. What would the Sheriff say? He needed to make sure that his friend was thinking things through. Of course as well intentioned as he was - he didn't think anything of talking about it at the lunch table where Lydia Martin and Jackson Whittlemore were sitting.

"Stiles what will your Dad say?" Scott demanded.

Stiles rolled his eyes as he chuffed down his curly fries. "It is fine. He knows."

Whittlemore snorted, "Knows what?"

Stiles rolled his eyes and used a little bit of enchantment to deflect attention away from him, "Doesn't matter so what's up with you and Miss Martin."

He got some weird looks and he knew why. He had a well-publicised crush on Lydia and today he'd barely blinked at her presence.

Lydia sniffed, "Well we were at the store when the lunatic attacked the clerk."

Allison stiffened but Scott and Stiles shared a look. They knew that it was definitely a lunatic if you traced the work back to its origin of the word. The Alpha is more than certainly affected by the cycles of the moon.

"You two okay?" Stiles asked and again he got funny looks.

Lydia had definitely picked up on the lack of fawning, "You are different."

Stiles shrugged not willing to share his life just yet. And he was aware that Derek being older could potentially call his Dad problems if people wanted to be awkward about things. "I just decided that ten years is too long. I throw in the towel to Jackson. You are both too pretty to be with mere mortals."

Danny laughed at that as he saw Jackson blush. "Ah Stilinski you've come over to the darkside."

Scott did not like the fact that he was with Derek. It did not sit right with him and his wolf was whining too. He had to have an extra dig, "Oh definitely tall and dark."

Lydia was like a sniffer dog when it came to hunting down information and she couldn't explain why but Stilinski was becoming interesting. He had too often hid away - just like she did but this last week something had changed. He had found the courage to stop hiding and she would love to know. "Who? And you will have to bring them to the Winter Formal!"

Stiles winced and whilst he was sure that Scotty and his beloved would have an awesome time at the dance. He would rather trepan his own head and he could guess that Derek was the same. Maybe they could get lucky and stay at home and have their own horizontal dances.

Scott said darkly, "Nah he is a little too old for school dances."

Stiles threw a chip at him. "Fuck you dude. I supported you and Allison."

Scott had the good grace to look guilty. The others wouldn't catch the double meaning, but he'd been ass. He knew Stiles though so he would give him time to cool down and then he would apologize.

Sadly for Stiles the day did not get any better - Thank God School was over.

Stiles was abnormal in so many ways starting with his heritage, but he was a typical teen when it came to high school. He hated high school with the fire of a thousand suns. It was a little better now that he had Derek in his life and friends who didn't hate his guts.

That didn't matter right now though as he needed answers. All his research indicated that Peter Hale was the Alpha and he needed confirmation before he confronted Derek. He was a teen and could be insensitive but he would not hurt his mate in anyway unless he could avoid it. He really wasn't looking forward to the conversation he would have to have about the way Uncle Peter had killed sister Laura - but hey it wasn't his fault as he is crazy Why didn't hallmark have a card to cover it?

He walked over the branches and smiled at the energy running around the forest. He was startled by his grandfather appearing and nearly tripped.

"Very graceful G..."

"Hey there is no need for name calling." Stiles protested.

"It is your name."

Stiles nodded as that was a truth that he couldn't deny - nor did he want to deny as his mother had named him. "Yeah but you taught me better than to let everyone know it ... hence Stiles."

Edward could acknowledge, "Fair point young one. So your Alpha problem?"

"I'm pretty sure that it is Peter Hale who has a pretty handy excuse and alibi wrapped up in one." Stiles explained.

Edward smirked as he loved when his grandson used his brain for good. "All valid points so what have you told your father?"

Stiles snorted, "At the moment but that is more for Derek's sake than Dad's. I need to be sure."

Edward was proud of the emotional maturity being shown. It seemed that the bond was settling well. In fact a quick test showed that it wasn't settling - it was a fully matured bond. Impressive considering neither of the bonded were overly trusting to begin with. "I can see why you want proof before confronting your mate about his last living family member."

Stiles just looked weary because that was the whole issue in a nutshell. However he wasn't stupid and knew that they needed the issue resolved soon. The fact that Jackson and Lydia had witnessed the store clerk being attacked said that the Alpha was just getting started. He'd hinted to his father that anyone connected to the Hale fire should get Police protection or at least have patrol officers float around them. He wanted to catch his Grandfather up with what had been happening, "Yeah but the Alpha has struck again and my Dad should not have so many bodies for a sleepy town."

Edward shrugged, "Then you should have moved to a town without a Nemeton."

Stiles was exasperated, "Oh my god. That is not helpful. Is he tricking people?"

Edward nodded calmly, "He is indeed an Alpha - I read his power levels."

Stiles bowed his head as that just made things infinitely more complicated - but that was just part of the course these days, "Thanks grandpa ... guess the days of hiding are over?"

"You are brilliant and it is about time you showed it." He said full of familial pride.

"You're awesome too." Stiles said giving his Grandad a hug, He loved doing that as he smelled of family and power and was always a settling influence. "Now go and rule the kingdom I have an Alpha to put in his place.

Edward adored his grandson and was proud of how he'd grown, "Give him hell."

Stiles had said goodbye to his grandfather and was so grateful that he had support in the supernatural world that was seemingly becoming crazier by the minute. His stomach dropped as he knew that Derek was in trouble.

So of course that was when Uncle Crazy Alpha showed up.

Stiles was aware that he didn't always have the best defence mechanisms for a supposed human. For one, as a supposedly scrawny teen he had a large trap. He knew this but saw no reason to change his ways. He would always blame his father for his smart mouth, but thanks to his mother he had the power to back it up. Still there was no excuse for talking to an Alpha with disrespect, "I haven't got time for your crazy ... my mate is in trouble."

Stiles was impressive for a human Peter thought. He was standing there radiating danger and menace and the human stood his ground. He was showing no fear and going against what you were told about looking predators in the eye. "What are you?"

"Human." Stiles said and concentrated on his father as he was human on his father's side. He thanked the Morrigan that his grandfather had showed him the trick to lying to werewolves.

"No I don't think you are. You are special." Peter stated with a certainty.

Stiles did not want him coming any closer. He was ninety-nine percent certain that he was immune to a werewolf bite but it would be inconvenient. "I taste too fatty I'm sure all those curly fries you know."

Peter might be crazy and have an agenda but the boy was amusing him. "No if I bite you ... you'll taste magical I'm sure."

Stiles stood stock still and had to reign in his anger - Peter made a move against him - he would kill him and beg for forgiveness off Derek. In truth it was only his mate that was stopping him from going for the wolf's throat right now. He knew that Derek didn't have any family remaining so if there was any way to save Peter from his madness he would. "Fuck you. Look have fun on your revenge trip ... someone has taken my mate."

Peter sighed, "Then they have hurt my pack. Derek is mine."

Stiles bit back his first response of, I have dibs. He was maturing - who knew? What actually came out of his mouth was, "Will you help me find him?"

"The bitch has him and I want to rip her throat out."

Stiles was guessing that was a yes but in something as important as life and death felt it important to clarify. "So that is a yes?"

Peter nodded, "You should be an Alpha's mate though."

OH MY GOD. Stiles thought that his life could get any weirder which is where he was wrong. He should know better than to tempt fate. It didn't matter though as he could feel his mate's pain and he would do anything to stop it - even work with a crazy Alpha who wanted his ass.

For now.