Well this was certainly not how he planned to spend his morning, instead of being curled up inside of his nice warm bed instead had turned into a freezing cold morning stood waiting for his manic boyfriend in the school car lot. Derek huffed as he crossed his arms over his chest, ignoring several hopeful glances from passing students, though he turned his head as he felt two pairs of eyes fixed upon him.
Isaac gripped Scott's arm as the other teen began to move towards their alpha. It wasn't a confrontation he really wanted to have at this time of the morning especially not this public. Though he was certainly flattered that Scott was willing to confront Derek over the treatment he'd dealt to him.
"He left you with nowhere to go." Scott hissed, the venom filling his voice aimed solely at the dark brooding male across the lot. "He threw things at you Isaac. You can't just let him get away with treating you like that." Unaware of his actions Scott had gripped a gentle hand upon Isaac's bicep as he spoke, his eyes flashing back from the yellow they had become when they met his fellow beta's.
"I know it's not fine, but there is nothing we can do Scott. Especially not here." He said as he placed his hand over Scott's in an attempt to soothe the teenager and prevent him from wolfing out. "I'm okay. I had a good friend there to help me." He added, blushing as Scott smiled warmly at the words.
"You'll always be welcome at mine. I care for you Isaac." Scott responded, dropping his voice to a whisper in an attempt to hide the words from Derek's prying ears.
"I care for you too Scott. More than anyt-" A sudden slap on his shoulder had him jumping out of his skin, the wolf quickly jumping back from Scott and spinning round, only calming when he saw the owner of the hand. "Stiles..." He growled.
"Woah, don't you guys hear people coming from like miles away?" Stiles laughed as he raised his hand, waving at an embarrassed looking Scott. "I only came over to ask if you'd tell Harris I'm gonna be late. I have business to attend to."
A smirk spread over the young betas lips as he glanced between his best friend and the older male waiting just across from them. "Really Stiles? You're calling it 'business' now? Even I think that's lame."
"Says the man with the same password and username, changed both to Isaac yet?" He asked cheerfully, enjoying the sight of the bright flush that coloured Scott's cheeks. Though the sudden stammer and growl that followed as the beta hurried off to class was greatly amusing to him. "Have fun Scotty!" He called to his retreating friend, his gaze remaining fixed upon him long enough that he didn't notice Derek's approach till a strong hand gripped upon his shoulder.
"What is it that's so urgent that I had to meet you here?" He asked, the irises of his eyes tinged with flashes of red as he worried over the safety of his mate and pack.
Stiles glanced around the parking lot as he placed a hand upon Derek's chest and pushed him back in the direction of the car, blushing as Derek instead wound an arm defensively, the alpha's instincts in overdrive. Silently he slid into the passenger side of the vehicle, turning his head to face the drivers side as Derek too slid inside. "So after you left last night I talked to my dad..." He glanced up as the alpha made an alarmed noise, the sound making the teenager snort and raise a hand to tap his knee. "Not about us. About his work." At the look of relief upon Derek's face he continued. "Anyway, when he was driving back yesterday he mentioned coming across two men coming out of the woods. They climbed to be camping but they had nothing on them...and they claimed to see a wolf."
Derek sat up straighter as adrenaline flooded his body. "You think they're hunters? Where was this exactly? Did he recognise these men? Where are they now? I wonder if the Argent's are aware?"
"Woah there. And they say the I'm the one who can't stick to one thought." At a glare from his boyfriend he sighed and crossed his arms. "Just once you could take a joke you know? They're at the motel, my dad is visiting them this morning to get a statement."
Without a further word Derek turned to face the windshield and threw the car into gear, pulling from the car park at a swift pace.
"Some of use are supposed to be in school you know?" Stiles quipped in a jokey manner, the beginnings of adrenaline slipping into his tone. The idea of seeing who these men were was certainly exciting to him. And not just that it meant spending more time with Derek without the Beta's snooping around - not that he'd admit it out loud to the sourwolf. The drive itself took little over ten minutes though the sheriff's car was already pulled into the lot. Stiles had just enough time to slip down to hide in the footwell before his father walked mere yards in front of Derek's car as the alpha switched off his engine - the sheriff thankfully too distracted to take more of the newly arrived wolf.
Sensing Stiles was ready to open his mouth Derek reached forwards to place a hand over it. "Keep quiet. You're staying here. I'll be back in minute, I need a better spot." He explained, giving the teenager no chance to protest as he slid out from the car and made movements to follow John towards his intended room, the wolf hiding behind a vending machine located just a couple of doors down, closing his eyes to focus all of his superior hearing upon the conversation as one of the two men opened the door.
From the greetings quickly exchanged Derek learned that the male speaking quietly to the sheriff went by the name of Sam Winchester. Certainly not a name he had come across in the past. The story he heard contained nothing more revealing than what he already knew - except of course the location where the man claimed the 'beast' had been heard. From the tone in John's voice he could tell the man was convinced by this newbie's story but something irritated Derek about it. Something was missing. All he could do was head out to the woods and see if he could follow the scent. His eyes flashed vivid red as he took a long sniff of the air to take in the potential hunters scent, memorising it for his search.
And yet even his heightened instincts left him unaware of the threats that surrounded. With his mind far too focused on the conversation in the room nearby and his body moving swiftly back towards the car Derek remained completely oblivious to the green eyes fixed firmly upon him, glaring out from the shadows. Had he had the foresight to think on the situation perhaps he would've noticed the way that not two minutes into their trip those very same eyes fixed upon the car as he and Stiles made their way to the preserve.