Sterek AU: With their lives no longer in danger (for the moment), Stiles works up the nerve to confess his feelings for Derek. That is until he finds out that he’s missed his chance for good.
Cora’s modeling career has taken off and she’s become one of the most popular models in the world, along with her big sister, famous hollywood movie star actress Laura Hale who has become one of the greatest actresses in the industry, and their nerdy brother Derek Hale who stays out of the spotlight and loves to hang with his friends and his boyfriend, but also loves his sisters and supports them in any way he can.
AU in which Laura only gets seriously wounded by Peter, but in her weakened state gets captured by Hunters. She is transported to South America where she is thrown into a holding cell in an underground werewolf experimentation laboratory. After years of torture at the hands of her captors she manages to escape and slowly makes her way back to Beacon Hills, only to find her younger brother emotionally sound, in complete disbelief that she is alive, and very much in love with a one Stiles Stilinski.
I think that’s the nicest thing you’ve said to me Stiles: Are you fishing? I’ve said nice things to you before Derek: For my French oral presentation, you wrote ‘good posture’ in my peer evaluation feedback Stiles: I have never seen someone stand so rigidly– Derek: It was 25% of my grade
When hitman Stiles Stilinski is hired to take down Derek Hale for a handsome payment, he doesn’t hesitate to accept. However, it turns out there’s something more handsome than the payment, and that’s Derek himself. Before long, the lines between professional and personal life blur and Stiles finds himself unwilling to go through with the hit. He surrenders to the target, and reveals he was hired by anti-werewolf advocate Gerard Argent. Eventually, the pair team up to take Argent down, and Stiles soon realizes that when he surrendered to Derek, there was a chance he surrendered his heart to Derek too.
“I know my line of work is… morally ambiguous,” Stiles says, “but usually I’m after criminal masterminds. Guys who hurt little kids. Asshole politicians, people like Gerard. I’m not a hunter Derek, and I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t think I ever could.”
Out of the frying pan and into the fire, Stiles thinks to himself as his gaze darts between the giant wolves surrounding them. He can feel the heat of their bodies like a physical presence as they close in, the sound of their fast-pumping hearts annoyingly loud in him sensitive ears. They smell of fresh kill, but it wasn’t human.
Lydia’s grip tightens around him to the point where it would’ve hurt if he was a fragile human boy. As it is, he stands solid on his good leg while trying to come up with a plan how to fight off six freaking werewolves when his other leg hasn’t had the time to heal.
Another hour and the gray slick-looking one would’ve been dead already.
The black wolf right in front of them steps out of the formation, growling deeply through its bared teeth. Stiles lowers his chin and snarls, extending his own fangs despite knowing a fight would kill him. The blood on his lips is dry and so are his insides: he needs to feed, or his leg will never heal enough to run. But even then: they’ll never be able to outrun a pack this big.
He wants to tell his sister that it’ll be okay, that they’ll be safe soon, but he can’t lie. He can only glare at the beast before him, waiting for it to leap and snap its jaws at their jugulars. But the wolf doesn’t attack; it fixes its stare on Stiles and lets its eyes light up in a bright color.
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