Stiles shifted on the grass where he was sprawled, lazily basking in the moon's glow.

Derek kept running over to check on him every few minutes and had even stationed Boyd next to him with a firm look and a brief growl that Stiles had totally not laughed at.

If he had, it was really more of a snorting cough, and therefore he couldn't be faulted. Especially by Boyd, who still thought—at least to some degree—that Derek's threats were credible.

Whatever.

Boyd was a good guard puppy, in all honesty. At the moment, he was allowing Stiles to inch pretty close into his personal space bubble while Derek ran around barking at his puppies and running from them as they gave playful chase.

(The one full moon he hadn't done this, Derek had explained to him, none of them had slept. There had also been quite a few woodland creatures felled that night, and a few of the less-cuddly variety from the Forbidden Forest.)

And since Boyd was the best about not running into the Forbidden Forest, he was on guard puppy duty.

Derek ran over to check on Stiles again as Isaac, Erica, and Scott lunged at each other, teeth and spit flying everywhere as they snarled.

Stiles tried not to watch or else his chemosignals went nuts and that really worried Derek.

Derek sniffed at his head and Stiles tried to communicate how ridiculous he was being—but then Derek started lapping at his ears and Stiles went limp on the ground, sighing with a deep, chest-rattling huff.

He could feel Boyd's amusement—and vague disgust—but he ignored it.

Derek gave him one last ear-lick and then licked his nose once—making Stiles sneeze, which was almost definitely on purpose—and then ran off to his puppies again, throwing himself bodily at Erica.

Stiles looked away immediately, focusing on the stars and the moon instead of the snarling wolves.

Boyd shifted closer to him and Stiles' tail wagged at the warmth.

Being a wolf was fucking awesome. Pack was fucking awesome.

Derek?

Stiles glanced to his mate, doing his best to stay calm as Isaac pinned him to the ground, teeth out like he would actually rip Derek's throat out.

Derek was beyond.