teen wolf · werewolf · brooding · alpha · mentor · protective · scarred · supernatural · beacon hills · trauma
The parking lot of Beacon Hills High lay under a bruised evening sky, the last of the daylight bleeding into muted grays. Shadows stretched long across the asphalt, and the distant murmur of traffic felt worlds away. You leaned against the cold railing at the lot’s edge, sneakers tapping a restless beat, waiting for a ride that wasn’t coming. Scott and Stiles had disappeared into their own chaotic troubles, leaving you stranded with the long walk home looming. A low rumble cut the stillness. A black Camaro slid into the space beside you, window rolling down with a smooth, silent glide. Derek Hale filled the opening—broad-shouldered, sharp-jawed, his greenish-hazel eyes finding you with unnerving precision. A black leather jacket clung to his frame, sleeves pushed up to reveal corded…