Stiles ignored the burn in his thighs as he pushed himself further, faster as he tried to keep up with Derek, but no matter how much they slept together Stiles would never be a full werewolf. He was faster than the average human though and that culled him forward, pushed him into in a new wind as he dodged trees to find his mate.

In truth Stiles would much rather Derek was chasing him, catching him and dragging him down into the dirt but this was different, this was the first full moon of the New Year and it was traditional for the whole pack to run together.

Stiles slowed; there was no shame in not keeping up, slowed to a jog as he pushed his way through the branches. Derek was there, prowling a bit, his jeans filthy from the run. Laura was beside him, and Peter lying on the ground. It thrilled Stiles to know he was the first to make it here, that Jackson was somewhere behind him.

'Hey,' he said as he slowed to a walk. Derek turned to him and beamed proudly, wrapping his arms around Stiles and pulling him close.

'So proud of you,' Derek said kissing his lips. Stiles looped his arms around Derek's waist, letting his hands drift a touch lower to grip at Derek's round ass.

'Hey look at you too, all sexy in this cold weather,' Stiles said. Derek pulled him tighter for a second and led him to where Laura was now crouching by Peter.

'Tired,' Peter swallowed as Jackson appeared.

'Son of a-' he muttered but Laura was kissing him and Jackson was touching her reverently.

'So, what happens now?' Stiles asked Derek looking up to his face. Peter stood and stretched his arms above his head.

'Now we howl,' Derek said. He kept a hand locked with Stiles as he stepped forward. His family joined him and they all let their heads fall back.

The first holes were tremendously loud in the clear night and soon Stiles and Jackson were joining them, trying to imitate the deep growls they made. They tried but they weren't very good, Derek seemed to appreciate the sentiment though because his fingers tightened in Stiles's hand as a cool wind moved from behind, carrying their howls out to the night.

It wasn't until the howls were answered that Stiles shivered, and not in cold. Derek shared a secret smile with him before he turned and started to lead Stiles home.