The ceremony went well. Stiles dreaded getting bonded with Derek in front of many people that she doesn't know. She was glad that Ethan and Danny came. At least a few of her friends came. She couldn't invite the human ones since they wouldn't understand.

Lydia and Allison fixed her up. She couldn't get the expression that Derek wore when she revealed herself to him. It was like it was his first time seeing her. Lydia washed her hair with some awesome shampoo that made her hair free and loose. Her bangs was cut which showed more of her expressive brown eyes that Derek loves. Allison made sure to apply minimum make up on Stiles. Only lip stain gloss from Cover Girl and some blush and mascara. She wore a nice snug fit crème white dress that Stiles guessed belong to Derek's mother since it is traditional.

Their first kiss was chaste. Which she hated very much but it had to be done since everyone was watching. Stiles kind of wished that her relationship was as easy as Scallison's. They couldn't keep their hands off of each other.

Their first dance was just as hasty and dry as the kiss. Derek was nothing but rigid. He didn't dare stare at her instead keeping his eyes straight ahead. Stiles thought their talk earlier in the week about her wanting a job and not pups so soon came cross to him.

And now the reception was going on. Derek couldn't wait to part with her which Stiles took offense to. She rolls her eyes as she sees Derek talk to the elders. At least he abided by her wishes for the ceremony. He had chocolate cakes with the whipped frosting. They didn't have much of a DJ since this is a formal rational event with the elders present. Derek hired a band with both a male and female lead.

"I wonder if they take requests." Stiles asked out loud not looking for an answer. Isaac stood beside her with a sparking apple cider in hand.

"You are the Luna," he said with a shrug.

"Wanna dance?" she thought Isaac would be fun. Scott was too busy dancing with Allison and Stiles felt a bit envious of their relationship.

"Sure," Isaac shrugs.

"I'll be right back," she runs up to the band who was singing some lame ballad version of a Miley Cyrus song. "You know Grouplove?"

"Yeah," the singer said. "Which song would you like?"

"Let me in?" the singer nods and goes to tell the rest of her band as Stiles makes her way back to Isaac.

"What you ask them to play?"

"Something I can dance to," she answers.

"I think that Isaac might be a threat," Peter tells Derek as they watched both Stiles and Isaac dance together. Stiles dancing more freely with her lanky arms in the air and eyes closed to the music. Derek thought she looked beautiful. And the fact that she was dancing and laughing with Isaac, an unmated wolf made Derek angrier than he should be since he knows that Isaac is no threat. "Shouldn't you be having fun with your mate?" he smirks as Derek scowls. He knew that Derek was not taking this mating thing as lightly as others.

"I am not fun," Derek stated.

"Have you made up with Stiles," Lydia now makes an appearance. "I hear that she's angry with you because you are stuck in the stone ages with a mindset of a caveman. Her words not mine." Derek knew that Stiles was pissed at him over their conversation of her working as a teacher. They didn't talk much over the week since she purposely ignored and avoided him. He sensed it when he walked in on her talking with Lydia and Allison and she silenced herself and looked the other way. "I think you have nothing to worry about. She's been on her own for about eight years. What's wrong with her teaching at a school that is only thirty minutes away?"

"Don't railroad him, Lyd," Peter chuckles as he pressed a kiss on her head. "It's his wolf that is making him anxious of her safety."

"Well, think about it. She's been in school for about five years and went to the Peace Corps for four because of her love of teaching and if you take that option away from her, of course she will be angry with you," Lydia presses on.

Derek thought about it over the week, he wouldn't tell them. He even called his good friend, John Jr. about it for advice and he said lock her up. Derek thought it was joke but John doesn't joke.

Stiles decided that if Derek doesn't come to her for the mating then she won't come to him about it. She went straight to her room. She thought about pressing on the issue of moving in with him but after the talk of the day she was wounded she really didn't want to see his face.

She locked her door and changed into a sleepwear. Stiles didn't bother showering since she felt utterly exhausted. She pulled on an old UCLA shirt and running shorts to sleep in. She wiped off all the make up with baby wipes.

Just when she was on her way to the bed, she hears a knock on the door. Stiles knew who it was by the glorious scent.

"May I help you?" she only cracks open the door. Derek sighs. "You came to me. Don't make it seem like the other way around, Sour wolf," she laughs at the nickname she made on the whim. She thought she'll keep that for him in the near future.

"May I come in?" he asked. Stiles thought that this is it. This is the time. This is how she'll loose her V-card. No romantics and only awkwardness. Stiles stepped aside letting him stroll on in. He sits down on the edge of her bed and avoiding her eyes. Stiles groans.

I guess I have to start this off, she thought.

"Look, I know this is tradition but I can't do it," she starts off. Derek looked at her with a confused expression. "I know we are mates and fate shows that we belong together but that does not mean I will open my legs willingly. You're sexy and I know it—no pun attended. But, I want the romantics. I would like us to get to know each other a little more? And I am still pissed about the talk we had some days ago…" and then she waits for an answer.

Derek chuckles. He laughs. Stiles thought this was a way of seducing her and it worked. She wasn't really mad anymore after seeing him peek a smile at her. It was like all problems that she had with him has left her mind.

"I actually came in here to tell you I won't prevent you for achieving your dream," he said which earned him a shocked expression on Stiles. He covers his smile hiding the laugh. "You can teach with Lydia. She says she can get you a teaching job." Stiles instantly squeals and hops onto Derek making him fall back on the bed. He catches her with his hands on her hips and she doesn't even notice.

"Thank you," she said. Derek thought it was worth his anxiety if he has moments like this with his mate. Stiles lifts her head up only leaving inches between their lips. Stiles thought that she should lean in even though she hates initiating things like this but this might be her only chance. And Derek was letting her become really close.

And so she took a chance.

Her first kiss with Derek was nothing compared to this one. As soon as she pressed her lips against his it earned her a deep fucking sexy growl from him and he wrapped his arms around her slim waist. Stiles was happy their first kiss was with him without the beard since he shaved for the ceremony. She thought it would have been painful for her. His hand went to her cheek trailing over it. Stiles closed her eyes losing herself within the kiss. It drove her crazy. Her wolf was howling in enjoyment which urged her on. She could feel his callous hands running over her bare back which made her think how the hell she didn't feel his hand going up her shirt. Then anxiety shot through her. She is so not ready for this.

Stiles back up from him leaving her breathing heavily.

"Um," she licked her lips. "Uh…thanks? Thank you for…agreeing for the teaching and that…" she hopped off of him and ran into the restroom diner leaving Derek with a calm expression.

"You didn't complete the mating," it was more an observation than question from Peter. He could smell Stiles's sweet scent over him but not radiating if they completed the mating. He gave his nephew a creepy smile. "Performance issues?" he asked which earned him a deep growl from Derek.

"Not like it's your business but we are waiting," he said as he sits at his desk.

"If you wait too long, her heat would appear," he warns him. "And that's when you really can't reject her then…and the same for her."