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An unexpected visitor brings news that a rival Alpha is interested in taking over Beacon Hills. This means that Derek has to travel to Colorado to convince Werewolf Society to deny that petition. Packs with a mated alpha look stronger and more stable, so Derek needs a mate. Or more accurately, he needs someone to pretend to be his mate. Enter Stiles, who is somehow Derek's best option. Etiquette lessons bring them closer together than either of them expected, and the part of Derek that is more wolf than human is starting to take an interest.
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Stiles Stilinski, omega prince of a kingdom on the brink of collapse, is married off to Derek Hale, Crown Prince of Triskelion, in exchange for a military alliance generous enough to feel like a trap. It is.
What no one tells Stiles before his wedding night is that Derek has been feral for nearly two years — locked in his wolf form since a devastating betrayal, unreachable by his own family, a man buried alive inside an animal. The Hales' last hope is the oldest piece of werewolf lore there is: that a true mate bond might give Derek something to surface for.
The thing is, Stiles met Derek once. Six years ago, at a gala, on a balcony. They talked for an hour and never saw each other again. He's thought about it every day since.
Now he's standing in a tower room with a wolf the size of a horse that won't stop breathing him in, and he has to decide whether to stay.
He stays.
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Stiles works at a bookstore.
Derek owns the building.
They meet on a Tuesday.
By Sunday, he’s moving into Derek’s spare room.
It’s not meant to be anything at all.
But turns out to be everything he ever wanted.
And now Derek doesn’t know how he could ever possibly let him go.It starts with Wuthering Heights and ends with Stiles in Derek’s bed. Somewhere in between, there’s an eviction notice, a spare room, and the terrifying possibility of being loved back.
Oh, and a one-eyed cat.
And sex.
There’s also sex.
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Derek was going to kill Stiles, he really was.
The kid was a high school student who’d wanted a job that fit around his schedule, and Derek had needed a new open baker from the hours of four to seven am. It had seemed like a good fit in the beginning.
Until a week ago, anyway. Because that was when Stiles had transitioned from listening to music in the kitchen, to gay audio erotica. And Derek couldn’t even fucking call him out on it because he was using a single earbud to indulge his literary fantasies. Nobody with regular human hearing would have a single clue what the kid was up to, so Derek had to pretend he didn’t either. It was hell.
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The hardest part of living in the city, Derek thinks, is trading in his car for public transit. He understands the convenience and necessity, but for someone with supernatural senses, the twice-daily ride feels a little too close to torture. But you do anything for pack, right?
Laura had told him he didn't have to come with her and insisted he actually consider his options. What options? he'd thought bleakly. Of course he'd go with her—his Alpha, and his only remaining family. Even if the city's constant noise and smells grate on him.
After a particularly unpleasant incident on the subway, Derek switches his routine—and, it turns out, his entire view on city life. The front subway car isn't really any less packed than the one he'd used before, and his constant low simmer of irritation with crowds doesn't dissipate.
He sticks with the new habit, though, because the one thing the front car does have is Stiles.
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- Part 11 of Painted Landscapes (tumblr fics)