Pack Mother - Derek Hale - Part 2
Characters: Jackson Whittemore, Isaac Lahey, Liam Dunbar, Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, PackMom!Reader.
Everyone had arrived but Derek, at this point you’d assumed he just wasn’t coming but you pushed that thought to the back of your head. You had the pack to think of.
“It’s not fair, you’re taking care of him 24/7!” Jackson whined at you.
You sit the knife on the cutting board and cross your arms. “Oh yeah? Tell that to the gunshot victim lying on my couch. He needs constant care, Jackson.” You lower your voice and walk towards him. “He’s not the same as us, kiddo. You need to remember that.” Jackson was complaining about Stiles getting all of your attention and it had struck a nerve. “If you want attention, do something nice. I don’t give you attention because you’re so hostile to everyone. You can’t just be nice to me and think that it’s okay.” You smile as you place a hand on his shoulder. “Try being nice, Jackson..okay?”
Jackson lets out a deep breath. “Yeah, okay.”
He leaves the room and you go back to cooking when you noticed Derek. “Hey.” He smiles.
“Hey, when did you get here?” You smile back.
“Long enough to hear you talking to Jackson. You’re great at this, by the way.”
You shrug, “It’s natural, I guess.”
“Can I talk to you about something?” He walks toward you.
“Yeah, should we go upstairs?” You look up at him. He nods and you lead him upstairs to your bedroom.
“So..Liam imprinted on me this morning. Normally, I would’ve been ecstatic that I’m on my way to becoming a pack father..but I know you’ve already filled the parental spot.”
“That’s impossible.” You cross your arms. “He came over before everyone else and we had a talk. I felt the connection from his imprint on me.”
“You don’t think…?” Derek starts.
“I’ve only heard of it happening once or twice.” You look up at him.
“It’s possible. I’m almost certain Isaac has imprinted too.” Derek watches you carefully.
It’s incredibly rare but sometimes members of the pack can imprint on two people. It usually happens with a husband and wife and not two people who just met, but it happens. When members imprint on two people, the people are drawn towards each other, it’s almost like raising kids together.
“Should we go get Liam and Isaac?” He asks. You nod before sticking your head out the door, you call for them and you hear them bounding up the stairs.
“What’s up?” Isaac asks as he walks in and sits on your bed.
“Did you imprint on Derek?” You ask bluntly.
The both of them look at each other. “It’s not on purpose.” Liam says quietly. He looks sad, like he’s hurt your feelings.
“Hey.” You walk over to him and he looks up at you. “It’s okay. We still have our connection. My feelings aren’t hurt, it’s fine.” You nod reassuringly. Liam wraps his arms around you tightly and you smile. You ruffle his hair and hug him back. “You’re my pup, Dunbar.”
He laughs. “It’s not weird though, right? I mean, I didn’t imprint on you with any intentions.” He says to Derek.
Derek shakes his head and comes to your side. “I get it.” He smiles. Liam exits the room and you can feel his happiness radiating.
“If I’m being honest here, you guys are a hot couple. I mean, we just helped you out.” Isaac smirks, his head propped up on your pillows.
“Isaac up. Now. Don’t act smug about it because you’re embarrassed that you had a connection with a guy.” You walk over and pull him up by his ear.
“Ow ow ow..okay.” He pulls away and rubs his ear. “Sorry. I’m not embarrassed I just don’t want Derek to feel weird about it. You know…because I’m a dude.”
“Oh come on, Isaac. Don’t play the no homo card. That’ll get you kicked out real quickly.” You warn.
“I don’t think it’s weird.” Derek approaches him. “I appreciate that you felt you could come to me. You know I’m always here.” He pats Isaac’s shoulder. You saw how he talked to Isaac and you felt bad. They should’ve imprinted on him in the first place, not you. He’s an amazing father figure.
“Thanks. It’s just nice to have someone to talk to.”
“Isaac are you still staying with Scott?” You look up at the tall boy.
“Yeah, why?” He looks at you.
“Move in with me. I know the whole parent thing is touchy, so just let me handle it okay? You’ll have someone for parent teacher conferences, to sign permission slips…we’ll work something out, yeah?” You smile and take his hand. He looks like he might cry.
“Y/N, I’d love that. You’re a better mother to me than my biological mom.” You hug tightly.
“If it’s not too forward…I could help take care of him.” Derek looks at you. “I could move in, we could get legal custody…” You and Isaac pull away.
“A two-for-one deal?”
You laugh. “Yeah, Isaac. A two-for-one deal. It looks like you just got a new set of parents.”
“I’m going to go talk to Scott.” He smiles and leaves the room.
“I hope you don’t think that was inappropriate…me offering myself up to live with you.” Derek says.
“No, I mean..if we’re going to be pack parents it’s probably better that we are together anyway..” You smile. “Legally adopting Isaac too? That would be amazing.”
“Hey, sorry to change the topic..but I didn’t kiss you last night and I was just really caught up in you..and I hope you didn’t think that was weird because I did want to kiss you.” Derek rambles.
From what Scott has said about him you always thought he’d be kind of grumpy, not insanely adorable and soft. “No, it’s fine.” You smile.
“So, it would be okay if I did this?” He presses his lips to yours, pulling you close to him.
You kiss him back, mumbling against him, “More than okay.”
You kiss gently, nothing was escalating quickly. You hear footsteps and you pull away from him, smiling when you see Lydia enter the room.
“Stiles is being aggressive.” She pouts.
“What else is new?” Derek mutters.
“No, like he said he just wants you. He’s not letting anyone else get near him.”
You glance over your shoulder at Derek before going downstairs to Stiles. “Everybody out. Go out back or upstairs, I don’t care just out of this room.” You watch as everyone scatters. You squat in front of Stiles. “What’s going on?” You press a hand to his forehead, he still has a fever.
“I don’t know..” His voice sounds raspy. “I feel weird. I’m hot and extremely angry.”
You smile, Derek coming into the room with water. He hands it to Stiles. The younger boy sits up, drinking the whole bottle in no time.
You and Derek exchange glances. “Stiles lay back down.” He does as you say and you lift his shirt up where the bullet hole was, only to your surprise, it was gone. No hole, just the thread you’d used to sew stitches.
“Derek can you grab me the scissors?” You ask and he nods, going to retrieve them.
“Stiles, have you been feeling better?” You watch him closely as he nods. Derek returns with the scissors and you cut the stitches out and examine the area. Absolutely no sign of a gunshot wound.
“Is it possible you got bit?” You ask him quietly.
“I mean..I guess it’s always possible. Look who I surround myself with.” He responds.
“The bullet could’ve been laced in something.” Derek pipes up.
“That’s true. You were shot by another pack…”
“Wait, does that mean I’m a werewolf?” Stiles sits up immediately.
“It could..” Derek says and you stand up, sighing as you run a hand through your hair.
“Scott!” You yell, knowing that wherever he’s gone he can still here you. He runs into the house quickly. “What’s up?”
“I think Stiles is turning.” You turn and look at him, sensing Stiles’ panic.