Stiles wakes to his alpha nuzzling into his neck. "Good Morning." He whispers, running a hand through Derek's dark locks.
"Morning." Derek breathes against Stiles skin causing him to chuckle lightly. He can't help it it tickles. The wolf props himself up on his elbow, smiling down at the druid. "Last night was amazing."
Stiles nods. "It was well worth the wait."
"How did you do that... How did you make..." Derek trails off. Unsure of what to call it.
"How did I create slick?" Stiles supplies. Derek nods. "Its a spell I have been working on. I thought it would be better then lube. Plus I figured it would call to your wolf side." Stiles smirks when Derek answers with a slight growl.
The wolf's eyes roam along his body. "I knew you had tattoos, but I never thought they would be so sexy." Stiles' blood starts to rush to his groin at the tone of Derek's voice. "They are so enchanting, but this one." He lifts Stiles' arm, running a thumb over the black arrow. "Its my favorite."
Stiles' heart shutters to a stop. "What?"
He never thought anyone would like his tribute to Allison more then the runes on his body. The runes hold magic, hold power. They make him useful.
Derek nods. "Its means the most to you." He pauses. "I truly wish I could have met her."
Tears prick at Stiles' eyes. "Me too. She would have had your balls at first, but she would learn to love you."
Derek chuckles. "You know, Stiles. I love you."
For the second time Stiles' heart seems to stop. "I love you too."
Derek gazes into his eyes with such love, there is no doubt he is telling the truth. "I had a plan to tell you. To do something special, but after yesterday... I can't wait any longer. You will always have a place in my pack, Stiles. Not as our druid, but by my side... as my mate. Everything we have been through, I know I fucked this up before because I didn't know how to express myself. Now I know why I have always felt so drawn to you. Your meant to be my mate, my one and only. That is if you want to be."
Stiles' whole world is turned upside down at Derek's words. Did he really just ask him to be his mate?
stiles can't speak. The words aren't coming out. So he surges forward and kisses the wolf, his wolf. The two don't rush anything, they stay connected at the lips for as long as possible before breaking apart.
"Yes, I will love to be your mate. I want to wake up to you next to me everyday. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I love you."
Derek seals their lips together again. They make out slowly and tenderly. Their love being expressed through their kisses. Stiles is the first to break away.
"As much as I would love to stay here and seal our bond. We do need to get ready. You still need to see me train."
Derek huffs, throwing himself onto the mattress like a pouting child. "Why do I need to see you train? I actually saw you in action yesterday."
Stiles climbs out of bed, ignoring the aches in his body. "I know, but its how they show you that I am learning or something. Okay, I'm not really sure why you have to but it tradition."
Stiles pulls on some pants. He goes to grab a shirt, but catches his reflection in the mirror. Stepping closer to the glass, stiles' jaw drops. Among his tattoos are several hickies. The worst being at the crook of his neck. Last time the site of Derek's marks on him filled him with shame and anger, this time is nothing but pride and happiness.
Stiles turns with a fake glare. "Just going to let me walk out of here with all these marks." He tries to sound mad, but can't.
Derek grins at him sheepishly. "I like my marks on you. Shows the world you're mine." He admits.
Stiles shakes his head. He can't help but think back to the night Derek apologized. The night everything between them changed.
Stiles is packing. He can't believe he is going to Ireland in a few days. A knock at his door has him looking up. He is surprised to see Derek, of all people, there.
"Hey, your dad let me in. Is it okay if we talk?"
Stiles nods. He hasn't spoken to Derek since the day in the office. He takes a seat on his bed, clasping his bandaged hands together. He catches Derek starring at them before looking away.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Derek's green eyes seem to glue themselves to him. "I want to apologize for how I acted about everything."
Stiles' jaw drops. Is he being serious?
"I think you are so much more then just a piece of ass. I just... I have a hard time of showing emotion. I.. What I am trying to say is I shouldn't have let the full moon get the best of me." Derek stops talking, ringing his hands together. He hasn't moved from his spot in the doorway.
Stiles swallows. "Derek, I forgive you. I truly do. I'm sorry too... for my past."
Derek shakes his head violently, stepping into the room. "No Stiles, you have nothing to apologize for. I know you have a past. We all do. My eyes... if they weren't alpha red they would be blue." Stiles' eyes widen. That means he has taken the life of an innocent. "Yes. I was young and stupid. Her name was paige. I thought I was helping her by getting someone to turn her, but instead I just made everything worse. So much worse. Her body rejected the bite. She was in so much pain... she asked me to do it. To take her life. It was the last thing I could do for her." Stiles couldn't help but have the erg to reach out to the alpha. "I'm telling you this because I know what its like to have a past that haunts you. I don't think you are a monster, Stiles. I never have and I never will."
Confusion covers Stiles' face. Is he hearing him correctly? "But, that night-"
"I know I said a lot of awful things, but I didn't mean any of them. I just got scared and..." The wolf sighs. "Do you think we could start over?"
Stiles thinks for a second, but any negative thoughts disappeared once he gazed into those green eyes. Stiles smiles broadly holding out one of his bandaged hands. "My name is Stiles."
Derek hesitates before smiling softly. Ever so gently he takes Stiles' hand in his. "Derek."
"What are you thinking about?" Derek asks.
Stiles blinks out of his daze. "I'm thinking about how I'm going to cover up these marks my asshat of a mate gave me."
Derek sticks his tongue out, but gets up to get dressed. "What would happen if you didn't cover them up?" The wolf asks as Stiles slips a shirt on.
Stiles shrugs. "I'm not sure, but I can tell you this. I want to cover them." Derek's eyes flash for a split second causing Stiles to smile. "But today I have to."
Derek sighs before nodding.
Stiles slips on a jacket and scarf. Checking the mirror to make sure he looks presentable.
The two leave as if they have never touched each other intimately. Stiles leads Derek to the place he knows his teachers are gathered.
Once in their presence, Stiles bows. "I present my Alpha, Derek Hale."
All the teachers nod. Stiles' stomach flutters. What will he have to do to prove he is ready to leave?
Muinteoir is the one to speak. "Alpha Hale, normally we would put your druid through a series of tests to prove his worth, but I believe yesterday was enough of a display. It is your decision on whether he is ready to return to your pack." He flashes a smile at Stiles. "Alpha Hale, do you believe druid Stiles is worthy to return home."
"Yes." Derek speaks without hesitation.
"On behalf of all the high druid's, I Muinteoir deem you graduated from camp, Druid Stiles. You may return home with your alpha."
Stiles heart is ready to beat out of his chest. He can go home! "Thank you." Stiles starts to lead Derek away.
"Wait, allow me to escort you both back to your cabin." Muinteoir easily matches their pace. "You two better not wait to seal your bond when you return home."
Stiles splutters at the bold statement, but Muinteoir acts as if they are not talking about something that is illegal in the camp. "We aren-"
"Oh don't lie to me, Stiles. Granted you two have hidden it well, I believe I am the only one to notice. I suppose its because I know you so well. Its unlike you to wear a scarf or to be so careless and forget your staff."
Out of thin air Stiles' staff appears in Muinteoir's hand. That's when it dawns on Stiles that he never retrieved it after the fight with Theo. He was too worried about getting Derek back to the cabin, about making sure he was still apart of the pack.
"Thank you." Stiles says, his voice a little high pitched as he takes his staff.
"You know I wish you two the best. After today, don't ever hide the fact that you two are together. Be proud of it as an alpha pair should be." With that Stiles teacher leaves them.
Stiles gapes as the man leaves. Turning he sees Derek chuckling. "You find this funny?" Stiles squeaks.
Derek grins. "I can see why he is your favorite."
Stiles rolls his eyes. "Okay, Sourwolf. Let's get out of camp before we alert the whole camp that we are mates."
Theo listens to the pair. Where Stiles had taken the rune for supernatural smell, he had taken the one for hearing. He had never meant to catch the tale end of their conversation, but he is glad he did.
No wonder the fucking alpha had chosen Stiles, the healer, over him. If Stiles hadn't of reversed his healing spell he would have won. He would have made Alpha Hale have no choice but to pick him. Even though he lost, he was still the better fighter. The alpha had to of seen that. Theo just knew he was the better choice. The only reason he chose Stiles is because they are fucking.
That is not how this works. Oh no. Stiles is going to fucking pay. He is going to pay for denying Theo form having a pack. Theo grins as the two enters their cabin. Oh yes, once he is healed he will have his revenge on the fucking healer.
A/N: Hey guys. So I am fighting off the flu. I am a little jacked up on meds and the sickness is sometimes making me see double. So if there are some things that just don't make sense I am sorry. Let me know so I can go back and fix it. I hope everyone is enjoying the story. I was going to make it end soon, but just got some great ideas. So the story will go on for several more chapters! Yay! Please review I haven't heard anything in a while from you guys. I want to know your thoughts on the story. Please. I truly Love you all! Anyway have a wonderful day! YOLO! Until Next Time!