Derek took them to the Hometown Buffet for breakfast, figuring they were two growing wolves.

Stiles loved this place. He and his dad came here sometimes.

Stiles ended up loading his plate with all the meat he could. He was craving it like crazy. Bacon, sausage ham, and a very small amount of eggs.

Derek returned to their table with an almost identical assortment of meats on his plate. All this greasy pork couldn't be healthy, and probably wouldn't be for humans. Stiles reminded himself that he was a werewolf now.

"You're right Derek," he said around a mouthful of ham. "Meat is frikkin awesome. Say Derek, do you reckon all this pork is bad for us? I mean, I know we're werewolves, but still... "

"Stiles... " Derek groaned with impatience at the boy's babbling.

"Right sorry," Stiles replied with a grin. "Public and everything."

Derek kept eying him, and he got the memo he should probably shut up. Derek had to restrain a smile though. He'd never admit he found Stiles' babbling cute sometimes.

Besides, the boy's scent had changed in a very interesting way since the bite had taken. Before, when Stiles was just human his scent used to drive Derek crazy. Now it was different, and it maddened him in an entirely different way.

He let his eyes rake in the boy's brunette hair, his fair, creamy skin, those lips that might be so nice to taste... no wait! What? Derek got another whiff of the teen's heady scent, feeling desire shiver through his body.

Stiles looked at him strangely, almost like he'd detected it, which Derek reminded himself he probably had.

"You alright Derek?" Stiles questioned.

"Yeah fine," Derek lied, willing his heartbeat to stay in check.

Stiles didn't detect an increase in pulse. That was how a werewolf could catch someone in a lie. He decided not to pursue it.

Derek actually found it a little amusing that Stiles could pick up on things like that now. He'd have to make his walls much more resilient to keep his new beta out.

Stiles ended up going back for seconds and even thirds. The amount of meat he craved was unbelievable.

"Why am I craving meat so bad?"

Derek looked at him with an amused expression.

"Its your wolf. I told you didn't I?"

This wasn't good actually. Stiles hoped it wasn't going to be like this all the time. He doubted his dad would be happy having to buy that much meat every week.

"Say Derek," Stiles began, going with that thought. "Its not like that all the time right? I'm not gonna eat my dad out of house and home?"

"No it isn't always like that," Derek sighed, slightly annoyed with all the boy's questions. "Only around the full moon. You can come eat with the pack when it happens. I always buy."

Those words hit home to Stiles strangely. He was pack. It all felt strangely right. He wanted to be pack.

Already he felt that Derek was his alpha in his heart. Something had changed in his feelings toward the older man. He was drawn to him strangely by a kind of deep yearning.

Derek eyed him curiously, and Stiles reminded himself that the alpha could probably sense it.

"You have these feelings," Derek spoke for him, eyes never leaving his. "Its normal Stiles. We were forever tied to one another by the bite. All betas feel that affection for their alpha."

It was weird to Stiles that Derek could describe what he was feeling perfectly. Affection for his alpha, a kind of attraction.

When they were ready to leave Derek paid with his Master Card. Stiles realized the alpha must have a good bit of money. He drove a Camaro and was always buying them things.

"Dude are you loaded?" Stiles asked on their walk back to the car.

"What?" Derek asked, eying him with a scowl.

"I mean you must have money," Stiles explained. "You're always treating us to nice meals and stuff."

"Like my finances are really your business? If you must know, I inherited everything my family had."

Wow, Derek actually was loaded, and to think the guy had been staying in a train depot not long ago. Stiles started to ask about that, but figured he'd better not push it.

"What's the plan now?" he asked. "You taking me home?"

"Nope," Derek replied. "I'm taking you training. We're going back to the loft. Isaac, Boyd, and Cora will be there at 11:30."

Training? Already? Stiles felt a little unsure.

"Derek what if I can't keep up?" he asked with a frown.

"Don't doubt yourself Stiles. Like I said, you're going to be surprised what you're capable of. In fact, you can see now. How about some pre-training?"

The two of them got into the Camaro and Derek drove them to the park. Stiles was actually a little excited to see what he could do.

They walked down the nature trail when Derek suddenly stopped in a clearing between some trees.

"Ready?" he asked Stiles. "I'm about to show you what you're capable of."

Derek bent down and picked up a moderate-sized rock.

"Try to detect this."

He didn't even warn Stiles before hurling the rock hard and fast at him. A human wouldn't have even seen the rock flying through the air that fast, but Stiles caught a flash, and brought his hand up with lightning speed.

His fingers closed around something in his palm. He'd done it. Stiles looked at the rock in his hand in disbelief. Derek gave him a little smile of encouragement.

"See? That's your new werewolf senses. A human wouldn't have seen that rock coming until it went through their skull. Want to see how fast you can run?"

"Really?" Stiles asked with mild curiosity. "You think I can run fast?"

"Try," Derek encouraged. "Run anywhere you want, as fast as you can."

Stiles looked at a large oak tree across the clearing, making up his mind. Derek had said as fast he could. He sprinted forward. It was more like riding a roller coaster toward the tree at high speed, except he had used his own legs.

He grinned at Derek, those cinnamon eyes shining with confidence. The alpha couldn't help feeling something at the boy's happiness.

"See Stiles? You don't realize how powerful your new body is! Don't doubt your abilities, don't ever doubt them again."

Stiles didn't doubt his abilities, not in that moment. For the first time since his mother's death he felt confident, like he could do anything. It was a wonderful feeling.

ooOoo

Next Chapter: Stiles is more than a match against his fellow betas, but Lydia texts with bad news.

This isn't all feels by the way. There's going to be action in this, some confrontations with the alpha pack.

Do you like it so far? Yes Stiles is going to use those claws and fangs some ^_^