Well I should inform you that English isn't my native language, and I dont own Teen Wolf. This is my first fanfiction ever, and I hope that I'll improve. This is the first chapter and I hope you will enjoy reading it.

The damp scent hit Derek in the face causing him to stir into wakefulness hissing in pain. He was trying to focus his vision to get a hum on where he was being held captivated. What annoyed him the most was the fact that his werewolf senses had not kicked in yet, needing his nightvision to read the situation he currently was stuck in. The fact that Derek was unfamiliar to the situation he felt that he needed to act fast. He tried to move but something kept him in place and he could hear a rattling sound from the chains that kept him imprisoned, which also made him feel like a dog in a cage. The memories flooded his mind and he remembered trying to save Stiles, fear suddenly filling him up, and questions started to form in his head. Being captured and tortured by Kate was the least of his concerns at the moment, Stiles on the other hand was his biggest concern. He remembered being electrocuted by Kate and felt a throbbing pain on his ribcage, probably from all the beating. Derek took a deep breath and growled when he remembered why all the cuts did not heal as they should. They had used silver knives and a syringe filled with water from a wolf bane to make sure that the healing process would not begin. It was like having acid floating through his veins.

"Aw Der, finally awake now are we? I was considering waking you up in a not so comfortable way" Kate's voice echoed somewhere in the room where Derek was held captivated. The familiar scent made his werewolf senses slowly overpower the human ones. He could see Kate leaning against a table with various mechanisms that was probably used to torture him. He sniffed into the air and yet another familiar scent radiated from Kate. Derek's eyes widened in shock when he saw her wearing one of Stiles many T-shirts, the werewolf inside of him had awoken, the anger radiating in the air and his eyes were glowing brightly. Derek also knew that it probably was the reaction Kate was waiting for so he tried to calm the werewolf down. Unfortunately the anger in Derek's eyes did not go unnoticed by Kate and she chuckled.

"Don't worry Der, your human boy is still very much alive… Hopefully we can play with him a bit more" Kate's harsh tone felt like a slap to Derek's already sore body. That ridiculous nickname made Derek furrow his eye brows. The words slowly sank in and Derek could feel his heart race and the adrenaline pumping through his veins. He tried to break free from the chains and all he could think of was that he wanted to rip Kate's throat out. Kate thought that Derek looked amusing, with murder and pain evident in his eyes. "Did I found your sensitive spot pup? Oh, I just got this brilliant idea… I'll be right back don't go anywhere will you?" Kate said and with a few steps closed the distance between them amused by how the werewolf reacted towards her with a light touch to his abs she turned away, leaving Derek growling as she exited the room.

"If she hurts Stiles I swear that she won't live to see tomorrow." Derek thought and felt a different kind of pain thinking about the young boy that he wanted to claim as his own mate. This was one of the reasons why he never told Stiles his true feelings, and somehow Kate had managed to find out the truth. Derek had not even treated Stiles right, frowning and growling, threatening the young teen and being an asshole towards the boy. Derek froze when he heard someone scream, that someone was Stiles, Derek's Stiles. The poker face he had plastered on his face quickly disappeared and got replaced by anger and hate.

Stiles felt nauseous barely remembering what had happened only a few hours earlier, to keep himself from falling asleep because of all the last minute preparations for the prom he had prescribed more Adderall than necessary. Stiles remembered going to the prom with Lydia, and which amusingly had affected Derek and had made the werewolf even more broody believe it or not. Reaching the prom with his date and the loud music was all Stiles could remember, everything after that was still in a blur.

Stiles capturer had probably drugged him somehow and mixing two different kinds of drugs was not the ultimate thing. The only positive thing at the time was the fact that he was sitting down on a chair. His head felt like it was weighing a ton so he rested his chin against his chest. Stiles had to use all his strength so that he could scream in frustration, and the pain slowly made it to the surface. It felt like knives where cutting through his chest, and breathing was a burden for Stiles the air did not seem to suffice. This was worse than any panic attack he ever had after his mother's death. Drugs and adding a panic attack would probably have a terrible outcome for the young man.

A Cliffhanger aint I evil?
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