It was the start of the fight when Stiles' senses dimmed, but when he feels the claws pressing into his throat, everything comes back to him; the sounds coming from his pack mates, the sight of his best friend being pinned to the ground by 2 of the rouge wolves, the taste of blood in his mouth and the smell of it in the air. If possible, the window shattering roar from their Alpha and the smell of Stiles' blood surrounding them energizes the fallen pack members as Scott slashes the wolf in front of him and flips himself backwards over the one behind him before gutting him, Erica snaps the neck of the wolf holding Isaac captive, Lydia, Jackson and Boyd team up to take down 5 more wolves, Allison lets loose a volley of arrows aimed at the other pack and Derek, well he's far too gone to care about the dead bodies surrounding him as his gaze zeroes in on the alpha piercing his mates throat.

"You know, you really should've chosen someone else to hold captive cause now you're just gonna die and it'll probably be very painful. I mean, Der's way to feral right now to care about anything other than getting his pack member to safety and then ripping you apart limb by limb." Stiles says conversationally. The rival alpha just growls sinking his claws even more into the boy's throat and Stiles groans at the feel of those claw penetrating his flesh. Erica and Lydia whimper looking like they want to rip him away from the threat and just keep him locked up to stay out of danger, but this is Stiles we're talking about, danger just loves finding its way to him. With a growl more animal than human, Derek hunches over bones breaking and moving together as he shifts into his wolf form. Stiles flinches looking away as the wolf emerges looking hungry for blood. And trust me, it's gonna get blood. The wolves whine shuffling closer together as they watch their Alpha.

"He's never fully shifted before." Erica murmurs briefly turning her attention to Isaac, who's standing to the right of her with Lydia on his other side. Isaac nods looking confused and somewhat scared at the same time because he's never seen his Alpha this pissed before. Well there were a few other times that included Stiles getting kidnapped and almost getting killed as a sacrifice for some witches spell. The roar literally shakes the trees around them as Derek pounces after Stiles has somehow managed to duck away without being ripped to shreds. When the teen makes his way over to them holding his flannel shirt to the wounds on his neck, Erica and Lydia automatically shove him so that he's in the middle of the werewolves. It doesn't take much time after that for Derek to discard of the rival alpha with a quick snap of his neck and a slash of claws to his throat. And then he's shifting back to a human. Scott gapes and then he's burying his face in Allison's neck to cover up his laughter. Jackson looks at him like he's stupid before looking at Derek and then he's suddenly bent over clutching his stomach as laughter fills the clearing. The girls look at each other when Body and Isaac join the two, their laughter mingling in the air. Derek scowls letting a growl slip past his lips as he glares at his Betas.

"What are they laughing about?" Stiles asks looking to Derek for an answer, but when he gets a good look at the older man, he understands. The Alpha is covered from head to toe in blood and his shirt is barely hanging onto his body since it's in tatters. "Oh. Never mind. I'm saying this for the girls, maybe you should go take a dip in the stream, wash off all that blood." Derek's scowl just gets deeper as he stalks past his pack, shoving Jackson into Scott as he passes them. That just causes the two boys to laugh even harder. Stiles doesn't realize he's staring until Lydia elbows him raising an eyebrow when he turns to look at her.

"You reek of arousal." The female werewolf replies shaking her head. Stiles flushes looking down at the ground. In the distance, they hear the sound of deer scattering and then the sound of a body hitting water.

"Maybe you should go join him." Erica suggests smiling innocently when Stiles looks at her his mouth opening and closing like a fish.

"He would kill me!" Stiles squeaks waving his arms at the air uselessly. Lydia giggled looking away when everyone's gaze turned to her.

"He'd kill himself before he ever let any harm come to you. He's never let his wolf fully take over until today and I bet you wanna know why he let the wolf control him." Stiles nods a hesitant look on his face. His eyes however, show how curious he really is. "You'll have to ask Derek that. Here's your chance, he's coming back." Lydia and the others walk away to discard of the other dead wolves as Derek walks back into the clearing no longer covered in blood and dirt. He's surprisingly wearing a pair of grey sweats that hung low on his hips and unsurprisingly, no shirt. Not that Stiles minds the sight he's being treated to.

"Quick question." Stiles mutters looking down at the dirt as if it was the most interesting thing ever. When Derek hums in question, Stiles looks back up. "Why'd you let the wolf take over? You've never done it before. Why start now? What was so important that you'd let the animal control you?" Stiles waited patiently as Derek tilted his head away, a sort of distant look glazing over his eyes.

"The wolf took over because I let it. You were in danger and no one in my pack gets put into situations like that when I'm around." Derek replies calmly. A little too calmly and that has Stiles questioning what he wasn't saying.

"What aren't you telling me?" Stiles wonders out loud. He almost flinches when Derek lets out a low growl that clearly stated he was treading on dangerous territory. "Come on! It seems like everyone else knows already and I wanna know too!" He knew he sounded like a little child, but he couldn't help it as his curiosity got the best of him.

"You really wanna know why my wolf took over?" Derek asked quietly. Stiles nodded his head rapidly not letting his gaze waver when the wolf looked up with red eyes. "Remember when you were kidnapped by the witches and was about to be used as a sacrifice? And how quickly I lost my temper? How I ripped them apart without any thought? That was my wolf reacting to the fact that our mate was in danger. My mate? It's you. It's always been you. Ever since I found you and Scott digging around the property for his inhaler. That's also another reason as to why the pack is always looking out for you. It is known knowledge that the pups have to protect their Alpha's mate, even if it means one of them dies protecting him or her."

-You can imagine what you think happens next. :)-