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Just thirty long minutes, and he was out of there. He tried to ignore Miss Blake as much as possible. Thankfully, she acted embarrassed because Allison and Stiles had seen her in a very compromising position. So she already wasn't looking at Stiles at all. But still, he couldn't quite help it that the temperature dropped when she stepped into the classroom.
He had been listening to her for the last twenty minutes and resolutely didn't let his eyes stray from his English book, he would've had succeeded, but the bitch decided to call on him.
''Mister Stilinski, are you even listening to the lecture? Or are you further in your syllabi that you don't need to listen?'' Miss Blake snaps.
Stiles's head snapped up, and a couple of students snorted in amusement. He tried to hide his glare while trying to look abashed instead of hateful. Allison thankfully settled her hand on his bouncing knee without looking at him.
''Sorry, miss Blake, I was just distracted.'' He says in his most innocent-sounding voice.
''Don't let it happen again.'' She scolded, making Stiles's anger rise again. He really shouldn't open his mouth, but, well, she practically asked for it.
''Can't really help it, Miss. ADHD mind, you know, one moment it is English text, next math problems, then Econ rears its ugly head before my mind jumps to the history of male circumcision, and then I suddenly see my English teacher sitting on a di-'' Stiles rambled before rudely interrupted by Miss Blake's scream.
''MISTER STILINSKI!'' Miss Blake screeched, making his ears almost burst like they would with a Banshee scream. Her eyes were bulging out, and her face was as red as a tomato. Stiles knew it was an act, but she sold it pretty well. He was a little impressed with her acting skills.
''Detention! The rest of the week.'' She tried at a much calmer tone.
Lydia, beautiful, smart, cunning Lydia, raised her hand in a bored way. ''For what exactly, Miss Blake? He only was giving information about how his mind sometimes jumps to other subjects. You can hardly blame him for something he can't control, right?'' She said in a sweet voice, making Stiles send his glee through the bond. He saw her shivering from it, and the little uptick at her lips let him show how amused she was with his antics.
''He just stated that - that - he -'' Miss Blake spluttered while blushing furiously, but she didn't finish the sentence. So Stiles decided to help. Not even Allison's nails digging in his leg stopped him.
''I just wanted to say that I thought of you sitting on a dictionary,'' He replied with an innocent look and a pouty expression. Jackson had slapped his hand for his mouth to hide his snort, and Scott was biting his knuckle hard. Thankfully, Allison, Lydia, and Danny were composed, and Stiles could only hide his amusement from seeing her spluttering because he knew how the bitch really was underneath it all.
Miss Blake finally composed herself and decided to go back to ignoring Stiles all together. Stiles could work with that. He was afraid to use his magic because he was pretty sure she would pick up on it, so he was keeping to himself, staring angrily at his text.
When the bell finally rang, he was up and running out of the door as soon as possible, knowing his pack would follow quickly.
He waited by his jeep until Allison joined him. He then texted the whole pack that he and Allison were going to River and that the rest of the pack needed to stick together. He got some protests from the rest, but he knew they would listen to him.
The ride towards the closest spot of River's house was silent until Allison started giggling.
''You really couldn't control yourself, could you?''
''Well, she did deserve it.''
''Oh, she did, and she deserves even more, but we need to wait with that for a moment, unfortunately,'' Allison murmured, irritated.
Stiles grabbed her hand before pulling it to his mouth and kissing her knuckles.
''She will get what's coming to her. She messed with the wrong packs.''
Allison only hummed in response. After they had parked, Stiles sent out his magic to check if everything was safe. For now, it was, and they quickly made their way to the hidden house.
When they entered the house, they made their way towards the living room, where they expected to see Derek on the couch, but Derek wasn't there.
''River!'' Stiles bellowed, immediately worried when they didn't see Derek lying on the couch.
He felt Allison grab a couple of knives she had hidden on her person and felt magic gather in his palms, ready for an attack if it came to blows.
A panel in the wall opened up, and a coughing River waved them inside. Stiles looked at Allison, and they both seemed wary to follow the man but still did as ordered.
When they entered the room behind the panel, they found themselves in some kind of ritual chamber, and Stiles shivers from the magic he feels in the room. The air is thick with it, and it pushes down on him. Then in the middle of the chamber, they see Derek lying in his wolf form again. He seems asleep, and Stiles is glad that he doesn't seem to be hurt.
''You told me it would take a couple of days,'' Stiles says with an accusing tone. River just rolls his eyes.
''The spell the Darach is using is simpler than I expected. With you here, we can break the enchantment. It helps that she's here too.'' River tells them while pointing at Allison, who frowns.
''I don't have a magical bone in my body.'' She deadpans, making Stiles chuckle until she punches him on the shoulder.
''Good thing that you have us for the magic part. Your task is going to call Derek back to us.'' River snarks making Allison frown at him.
''Call back? He's already here?''
River groans out loud and slaps his hand against his head, making Stiles frown at the man. It wasn't that stupid of a question, was it?
''In his mind, he's not there, so you need to call him back in his mind.'' River sighs.
''And how the hell am I supposed to do that?''
Another groan. ''Just let us do our thing, and you can do yours when I tell you to. Deal?''
Allison still looks doubtful, and Stiles tilts his head in question.
River sighs. ''Just trust me. The Alpha wolf will be fine after this. And then you can go and kill the Darach.'' River palms his head like he feels a headache coming.
''Fine. Fine. Fine. We will listen. Just tell us what to do.''
After explaining, River and Stiles are standing outside the circle with a still sleeping Derek and a kneeling Allison, who is looking a little worried but still ready for anything.
Then River starts to chant, and Stiles follows. He feels his magic being grabbed by River, just as he had explained. He's going to direct Stiles's magic to ban the Darach from Derek's head. And hopefully, she doesn't notice it. Hopefully, Peter is being the distraction they need.
A blue mist erupts around Derek, and he starts to trash. Allison can't hold him down. He's way too strong for that. A groan is heard, and they see the fur receding from the wolf's form. Then River nods at Allison, and she puts her hands on Derek's face that is now slightly more human than seconds ago. He's in his beta form now.
''Derek! Derek! Derek! DEREK!'' Allison starts screaming right in Derek's face.
Derek's eyes fly open, and he roars in Allison's face with blazing red eyes, but she holds on and doesn't even flinch. Stiles feels extremely proud of his girlfriend.
Then it all calms down, and Stiles realizes he's panting and sweating like a pig. When he looks at River, he sees that he isn't looking any better, and the older wizard even sits down against the wall.
Stiles is still standing, even if it's on shaky legs, and he makes his way slowly to Allison and Derek, they are still staring at each other, but Derek seems thankfully back in control.
''Ally? Der?'' Stiles says, and when they both look at him, he sighs in relief and sits down on his knees next to them.
''Fuck, let's never do that again,'' he groans before resting his hand on Derek's shoulder.
''Believe me-'' Derek croaks, ''-Never wanted it in the first place,'' He tells them before coughing up a black sludge. Allison rubs his back while Derek is spitting out the sludge. Stiles vanished it with a frown and brushed Derek's hair out of his face.
''How are you feeling?''
''Like shit.'' Comes the deadpan raspy response from Derek.
''Sounds like you're going to be fine,'' Stiles concludes before he helps Derek stand. Well, actually, it's more like Allison is helping Derek stand, but Stiles did put in some effort! But seriously, he feels drained from the magic use of banning the Darach out of Derek.
They make their way back to River's living room, where they drop Derek back on the couch, earning much grumbling from the cranky Alpha. Stiles sags against the couch at Derek's hips, and he leans his head back, resting it on Derek.
Derek lets out a sigh like he's glad for the contact. Allison takes a chair and sits next to Derek's head, brushing his hair from his face while watching them both worriedly.
''Just need a moment, Ally,'' Stiles sighs but makes no intention to move at all. If he stays like this, he could fall asleep.
Derek shifts, and he places a hand on Stiles's head, making Stiles look at him. A barely-there smile is on Derek's face.
''Thank you,'' Derek sounded so sincere that Stiles needed to look away. ''You're welcome, dude. Now let's make a plan to kill that bitch.'' He said while still not trying to move from his spot on the floor.
''Maybe you both need to rest before you are going to plan a Darach.'' Allison deadpans before standing up and leaving the room. She comes back in with an equally exhausted River on her arm. Stiles winces. ''Sorry, man, forgot for a moment that you were there.''
River waves a hand in Stiles's general direction but doesn't even open his eyes when Allison pushes him down. He only groans.
''Get some sleep, all of you.'' She then orders, and really, it isn't a hardship to listen to her. Stiles closes his eyes and feels a blanket settle over him after some time. Derek's hand stays on Stiles's head, but Stiles doesn't think that Derek himself notices. He even hears soft snores, and it doesn't take long for Stiles to follow him into sleep.
Stiles wakes up after some time but keeps his eyes closed and listens to the soft whispers around him.
''-sorry,''
''You have nothing to be sorry about,''
''I do. I kept comparing you to her.''
It's silent for a moment, and Stiles is just about to open his eyes and tell them he's awake when Derek talks again. ''But you will never be her, and I'm sorry.''
''Derek, what she did to you-'' Allison seems lost for words for a moment, something Stiles can understand. He really wants to give comfort to them both, but he knows that Derek and Allison need this. ''-there are no words, I wish I could fix it, but I can't. But I will tell you this when I catch her. She's going to regret everything she has done to you and to others. I promise you that.''
Derek makes a soft huffing sound as if he's amused. ''You're amazing, as is Stiles, even if he thinks I wouldn't notice it that he has woken up.'' Derek then scratches Stiles's head, and Stiles hums in response, not even bothered about being found out.
''How are you feeling?'' Allison asks, and Stiles opens his eyes to see her sitting on her haunches next to him.
''Fine, a little better-'' He then turns to Derek, who is watching Stiles closely. As if looking for a lie. ''-and you?''
''Fine, just want it all to be over.''
''Uhu, I'm with you there, big guy.''
Stiles then groans and hoists himself up from the floor. River is still sleeping in the chair, and Stiles is pretty sure he's drooling. He then looks back and sees that Derek is now sitting on the couch instead of lying down.
Allison and Stiles both help Derek up, and he seems fine but still a little winded, which is not weird after being possessed by a fucking Darach.
They get to the kitchen, and Allison starts looking around for something to eat and drink while Derek and Stiles are glad to be seated again. Stiles knows that after a day or two, they will be fine, so it's perfect to start planning now.
''So, about that bitch-''
Derek growls a little but settles down quickly when Stiles touches his wrist.
''We need her gone. Deaton and Deucalion are also still loitering around with those betas you fought a couple of weeks ago. So we really need something to end them all.''
''First things first, the Darach is the main priority. She is the most dangerous of them,'' Allison says while putting some coffee in front of Stiles and Derek. Stiles looks up at her with a big smile, and she leans in for a kiss. Stiles hums into the kiss, and when they part, he looks at Derek, who quickly ducks his head.
''You want a kiss too, Derek?'' Stiles teases, but Derek tenses. ''You're still too young.'' He says with a sigh.
Stiles rubs his thumb over Derek's wrist again. ''Hey, it's different with us, you know that, right?'' Stiles says softly, making Derek's eyes snap to his.
''What?''
''You know what I mean, and I'm telling you it's different, but I will back off if you are more comfortable with that. Ally and I were serious, Derek, we want you, not for just one time. So I want you to be comfortable, and if that means waiting until I'm eighteen, that's fine.''
Derek swallows harshly and looks away. ''I-I just can't, not right now.''
Stiles feels a little disappointed but nods in understanding. ''We understand, and that's fine. But don't push us away,''
Derek nods, and Allison steps up next to him, making Derek look at her warily.
''You do know that I'm already eighteen, right?'' She says with a soft smile. Stiles smirks when he sees Derek shake his head with wide eyes.
Allison leans down a little, but just before she touches Derek, she looks him in his eyes earnestly. ''Can I kiss you?''
Derek is almost gaping, and Stiles tries to swallow, his mouth feeling a little dry at the picture in front of him. He feels a little jealous, more because he can't join them yet. Derek gives a slight nod, and Allison brushes her soft lips against his. Derek's eyes flutter shut, and he leans into Allison while brushing his hand over her cheek. It's all very soft, but Stiles can't help it but be turned on by it.
They break apart, and Derek takes in a breath through his nose before turning to Stiles with a raised eyebrow. ''Seriously?''
''Seriously, you two are ridiculously hot. I'm not even apologizing for getting turned on by that.'' Stiles says with a smirk.
Derek rolls his eyes, and Allison smirks at Stiles before leaning down to say something to Derek. Derek's eyes go wide, and his cheekbones are tinted pink.
''What?'' Stiles asks with a frown. ''Nothing,'' Derek and Allison both reply at the same time, but Stiles narrows his eyes. He doesn't believe them at all.
At that moment, River walks into his own kitchen, seeming grumpy. Or, well, more grumpy than normal.
''Great, make yourselves at home,'' River says sarcastically.
''We will,'' Stiles responds while taking a sip of his coffee.
River groans and rubs his hands over his face. ''I can't believe I'm helping you.''
''You're helping yourself, at least. That's what you told me.''
''I'm helping you helping me, or something like that.'' River says with a wave of his hand, making coffee appear in his hand.
Stiles just rolls his eyes, and they bounce and propose some ideas to get rid of the witch when Allison suddenly has a thoughtful expression on her face.
''What about the hunter in Snow White? We could pretend I'm Snow White and-''
''Wow, wow, wow, Ally, I know you look like a fucking Disney princess, but what are you saying?'' Stiles interrupts her. Making her blush and beam at him. Derek groans and rolls his eyes, and River seems to gag.
Stiles then turns to Derek, ''what? Don't you agree that she looks like a Disney princess?''
Allison also turns to Derek and puts on her biggest doe eyes while looking at Derek with a pouty lip. Derek blinks a couple of times before leaning towards Stiles, still looking at Allison as if he can't look away. Stiles can't blame him. She's beautiful.
''That's so not fair. Why does she look like a Disney princess? How can she be real? She shoots people?!'' Derek fake whispers to Stiles, making him laugh and Allison huff.
''Be glad I haven't shot you,'' She says, but it's with a teasing tone, and Derek ducks his head with a smile. Stiles chuckles and leans his chin in his hand while watching Derek and Allison. He can't believe he is this lucky.
Derek then turns to Stiles. ''She is going to have us by the balls, isn't she?'' Stiles sighs wistfully. ''Yeah... Do you mind it?'' Stiles asks, but Derek shakes his head with a fond look. ''Nope, not at all.''
''I think I threw up in my mouth.'' River says with a disgusted look at the three of them. ''Teenagers. Blegh.''
''I'm twenty-two,'' Derek says indignantly. ''And I'm five-hundred and sixty-three. You're a teenager to me. Actually, you more a toddler in comparison,'' River says before turning to Allison, not noticing the outraged look Derek has on his face.
''You said something about Snow White until these two got distracted with you. What did you mean.''
''I meant the old fairy tale, where the hunter brings back a heart of a deer to show the queen he killed Snow White.''
They are all silent for a moment until Stiles jumps up and spins with Allison in his arms. ''That is brilliant!''
''So, we pretend Derek is still under her influence and has killed Allison?'' River asks. And Allison nods.
''It could work. I'm pretty sure that she hasn't noticed the break from her spell.'' River says with a shrug, looking at Derek. Derek is quiet for some time but nods eventually.
''I can pretend as if I'm still listening to her. As long as she isn't going too far.'' He shudders slightly, and Stiles and Allison both put a hand on his arm.
''We will be there and if Peter did his part. He's already there and on our side.'' Stiles says, trying to comfort Derek, but Derek only seems to tense more.
''What is Peter doing?'' He says in a quiet voice.
''He's being the distraction we need. He is convincing her that he should work with her and could kill you for the Alpha powers.''
Derek nods stiffly, and Stiles raises his hand carefully to Derek's neck. He doesn't know if Derek's Alpha side will let him, but he wants to try to calm Derek down like he would with his own pack. Derek stiffens at the first contact but then sags against Stiles.
''He will be fine. He's a tough son of a bitch.''
Derek chuckles and stays in Stiles's embrace. ''I was never meant to be Alpha.'' Derek whispers, and Stiles places a soft kiss on Derek's cheek.
''I know, but you're doing what you can, and you're doing great.''
''How are you such a natural at this?'' Derek whispers while nuzzling Stiles's neck in comfort.
''I always took care of everyone. Being an Alpha isn't any different. It only brings more worrying.''
''SO, the PLAN!?'' River says hard, startling Derek and Stiles, who both blush. Allison is watching them intently with a happy smile on her face.
The next couple of days go by quickly. Stiles and Derek rest more, and they are getting back to their regular strength quickly. Allison gathers more weapons, and Jackson makes sure they have enough Kanima venom. Both of the packs are in on the plan, and Stiles had put a spell on Erica and Cora so they would keep their calm when seeing Miss Blake in class after hearing what she did to Derek.
Jackson hasn't heard anything about Peter. Stiles hopes he's still fine for now. He sincerely wishes Peter is as good as a manipulative liar as Stiles thinks he is. Jackson is worried, and Stiles can't blame him. When Jackson stays more on Stiles's side, scent-marking him more, he doesn't mention it.
River is grumpy that his home is being invaded by werewolves, but he keeps his grumbling to himself thankfully.
Then finally the day is there! The day the bitch is going to pay! Stiles is maybe a little excited. Just a little. He should probably let someone take a look at that because it's probably not healthy.
The pack is all waiting at the Stilinski home. Derek, Stiles, and Allison are still at River's house, from where Derek will go back to the loft. Stiles and Allison will rally the troops/packs before descending on the loft.
''Be careful,'' Allison whispers against Derek's lips before she gives him a quick kiss. Derek has gone hunting just before and has the heart of a deer with him. Stiles really wants to kiss Derek too, but he knows Derek isn't comfortable with that yet as long as he's underage, so he holds back and just kisses Derek on his cheek with a smack. Earning an eye-roll from Derek.
''I will, you too,'' He tells them seriously before turning and running out of the door like some kind of greek gladiator.
''Are you ready for this?'' Stiles asks, and Allison turns to him. Her eyes are glittering with determination, and Stiles smirks at her. ''Of course I am, Alpha.''
Derek's POV
Derek made his way to the loft, something he had called his home carefully the last couple of months. He grimaced at the idea of the Darach/Jennifer being there. He probably should look at something else. Maybe it was time to rebuild the old house or at least a house in the Preserve. He really liked the feeling he had at River's house the last couple of days. He could feel himself more at home there than he ever had in the loft.
But that was something for another day. He squared his shoulders and stalked into the loft. Dumping the deer heart on the floor in front of the couch where Jennifer was seated.
She gasps and looks disgusted at the heart before looking up at Derek.
''Kneel and tell me what you've done.''
Derek clenches his jaw but sinks to his knees obediently.
''I've killed the huntress, she struggled, but I ripped out her heart.''
Jennifer grins and pats Derek on the head. He barely holds back a flinch, but she doesn't seem to notice it.
''Good boy, maybe you get a present soon. I do have a surprise for you.'' She croons. Derek counts to ten in his head to try and calm down, it takes some time, but it works, thankfully.
''What for surprise?'' He asks, trying to sound dull as if he's still listening to her.
''Let me show you!'' She says excitedly before pulling Derek with her to the kitchen, where three men are waiting with sour looks on their faces.
Derek tries to hide his shock when he sees Deaton, Deucalion, and Peter sitting there like a couple of petulant toddlers.
''Surprise!'' Jennifer says, and Derek just blinks and grunts for a moment.
Peter looks at him with a glint in his eyes, as if he knows what is happening. Deucalion seems furious but keeps sitting with a cup of tea in front of him, and Deaton seems resigned.
''What are they doing here?'' Derek asks in an even tone.
''Well! Deaton is here because he wants a little of the brat's magic, just like me!'' She sounds practically deranged and bulldozes on. ''Deucalion is bound to me because he gave Kali the command to kill me!''
Derek's eyebrows rise higher on his face, and Deucalion growls at Jennifer. ''And Peter, Peter is here for you, Derek.''
Derek's head snaps to her, then to Peter, who has a smirk on his face that doesn't reach his eyes. Thank god, that Derek knows about his distraction from Stiles's plan. Otherwise, he would've believed it.
''What does he want with me?''
''Well, dear nephew-'' Peter says before sauntering towards him. ''-I'm here so the Alpha spark can always go to me when you're done with it.''
Derek stiffens, but Peter doesn't stop. ''Jennifer and I have come to an agreement. I help her, and she helps me with what I have wanted since I came back to life.''
''Which is?'' Jennifer says with a big smile.
Peter looks at her indulgently, ''be Alpha again, this time with my mind intact.''
The barest skip of his heartbeat is the thing that anchors Derek to trusting his uncle. Deucalion flinches the barest of bits but doesn't say anything, so that's a good thing for now.
''Derek-'' Jennifer purrs in his ear. ''-Tell him what you would do if he tries to kill you.''
''I will kill you again.'' He answers, and Peter nods with a smirk before turning back to Jennifer.
''Just let me know when the time comes. Do you need me anymore today?'' He asks Jennifer, and she seems to think about it.
''Not yet, but stay.'' She sends a little command through her voice, and he sees Peter stiffens.
''You could've just asked,'' He snarks, but Jennifer just laughs. ''What's the fun of that?''
She then turns back to Derek and pushes him out of the kitchen again and towards the bed.
''Now, Derek, show me how much you've missed me.'' She whispers against his lips, and Derek pulls away in a flinch. Jennifer's eyes cloud over, and she growls before grabbing Derek at the throat.
''WHAT HAVE THEY DONE?!''
Derek chuckles darkly, letting his eyes glow red. ''Enough.'' He says, then he howls. The howl is so loud that the glass in the window above him shatters, and Jennifer releases him with a scream while clutching her ears.
When he hears the answering howls of his pack and those of Stiles's, he feels warmth spreading through him. He gasps when he feels his first pack bond since Laura died snap into place.
The bond feels familiar, and he knows it's Cora, the second, third, fourth, fifth, and so on all snap into place, and Derek feels more powerful than he's ever has felt. The bonds he feels towards Stiles and Allison are amazing, he didn't even know he could bond to another pack like this, but he doesn't question it. He revels in it and howls again before stalking towards Jennifer feeling invincible.
She looks around furiously and calls on Deucalion and Peter, but Peter seems busy with maiming Deaton, which Derek pays almost no mind. The loft door is blasted off its hinges, and Stiles saunters in with his, no, their pack.
Deucalion howls too, and Derek suddenly hears wolves upstairs descending on him and his pack. He growls, he wants to destroy Jennifer, but he needs to help the betas. When he sees Stiles stepping in front of the pack and aiming his purple eyes at Jennifer, he knows they will be fine, and the betas need help with the wolves.
He turns around and collides with the beta near him. He slashes and throws, dodges and pushes until he's facing Deucalion again. Peter is standing just behind Deucalion, and they close in on him.
''Deaton has been taken care of.'' Peter just says quietly.
Derek nods and growls when Deucalion steps to the side.
''Boys, boys, let's talk about it, like civilized people.''
His throat bops with the swallowing he's doing, and Derek can smell his fear.
''Too late for that,'' Derek answers in a raspy voice before descending on Deucalion at the same time as Peter.
I hope you liked it!
The next chapter is going to be the last!
xx MBlack93