Maia Hale: Revelations

A Teen Wolf mini-fic

A series of one-shots between Seasons 2 and 3 where Derek and his young pack learn more about the Alpha they now follow. Secrets come out, revelations are had and new beginnings are created, in a world none of them had ever expected could exist.

Enjoy.

"Derek."

Maia stood in the doorway of the garage, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked at her mate's back. It had been almost a week since she had revealed herself to him and he was continuing to refuse to talk to her – or anyone else for that matter. The silence between them was somehow more unnerving and upsetting to her than their fighting has been, Derek spending his days like he usually did at her side but quiet as always.

He looked up at the sound of his name being called but he did not answer, lifting his hands out of the engine well of the Camaro and turning to look over his shoulder at her. "I can't take this anymore, Derek. We do not do well with not talking and ignoring each other and acting like things are okay when they're not. And that's what you're doing with this – going around and fixing up the house, making dinner and getting into bed beside me at night – even when I know that you are pissed off and angry," Maia said quietly, hearing him let out a quiet sigh that was more reply than she had gotten out of him thus far.

"I'll tell you the truth, all of it," she said suddenly, Derek turning around to face her. She had finally realized that it was what he had wanted, that if they were going to be on speaking terms, then she had to give up all of her secrets first, once and for all. "Just… come inside, baby. Come inside and talk to me."

"Alright."

Maia watched as he took his shirt off and wiped his grease-covered hands on it before tossing it into a corner of the garage, closing the hood of his car loudly. She led him into the house and they moved to the kitchen, Derek washing his hands as she took the coffee pot off of the machine and pulled out two mugs.

He sat down and looked at her evenly, Maia sighing as she felt the weight of his gaze, "I should warn you know that I don't have all of the answers here… but I do know that this life is the one I was meant to have, the one I was meant to share with you fully. I feel that truth in every fiber of my being, in every breath I take and in every beat of my heart, love."

She turned to face him a few moments later after making their coffee and came face to face with Derek's fierce stare, the power in his eyes making her still in her movements. Maia moved towards him tentatively, placing the mug before him and letting out a quiet breath when he reached out to slide his fingers over hers.

"Explain this to me," Derek murmured, his eyes searching hers for any hint of a lie.

Once, he had fully trusted in the hierarchy of wolves- something that had been set in stone from what could have possibly been the beginning of time and yet, the rather unassuming Maia Hale had gone and destroyed all of the rules.

Maia had done something… no one had ever thought was possible.

"I'm afraid that for you to understand this, you have to reevaluate your beliefs first Derek," Maia replied before stroking her husband's bottom lip with her thumb, placing a chaste kiss there next. "The realm of possibility is much more than one could ever imagine."

When he was silent, she saw that as permission to continue, inhaling deeply as she sat down beside him at the table, "Before all of this, I was just a woman – your woman. And most of my life, I lived with the notion that I was just a part of a whole – a tiny… insignificant part as we all are: Omegas, Betas, Alphas. But I was human then – human when I met a man who became my mate, human when I had a child who brought me to this life… and still, I was just a part. A part of my true self, a part of the madness that was not knowing what I truly was.

"The scars, on my back from where you wounded me so you could run, were like a flashing sign of weakness to the other wolves out there, coupled with the fact that I was alone. And I came across many while I was searching for you: its what brought Deucalion to me," Maia said, seeing her husband stiffen in anger. "Listen. Don't be mad… I remember that night clearly- my paws had been bleeding from running so hard and I stopped to soak them in a stream, not knowing that I was in his territory. Deucalion and the others came out of the tree line to surround me, growling. He approached me with teeth bared, his eyes red and burning- he saw my scars and assumed that I had been exiled from my pack. I knew then that it was either fight or die and so I fought. He had me, almost... we both felt my breath rattle in my throat and I knew that the end was near. But then I thought of you, still out there, and I knew that I still had something to live for. I ripped away from him and somehow got Deucalion underneath me. I was weak, but I had to challenge him- my eyes were reflected in his and they both burned red. But then… mine burned white."

Derek furrowed his brow, attempting to understand why the divergence had occurred where she was involved. "Alphamega. Alpha – leader. Omega – one who stands apart from the pack. Its what they've started to call me, the leader that is a separate entity from their pack mates; the other, true Alphas still control their 'separate' packs, but I give all the orders and there is nothing that happens within these ranks that doesn't come from me. You know I've always had this thing about… persuading and convincing people to follow me, to do what I want. I was born to be an Alpha, Derek. I was born to lead Alphas," Maia said lightly, her eyes flashing white with intense self-pleasure.

"And I was not born to bow," Derek replied quietly, tightening his hand on his coffee cup. Maia swallowed and shook her head, reaching out to cup his face in her hand, "Baby, if there had been any other way, I would have taken it – you must know that. But there's no loopholes with this and I had to keep you alive, no matter the cost. Look, I made a decision and now we have to live with it: we're alive. We're together and its all that matters; you're my mate."

He lunged forward and attacked her mouth, sucking the breath from her lungs as he took her to the floor. "Want you. Now," she growled gutturally, her wolf taking over. Derek didn't need any more directive than that, smashing the white-eyed female down onto the hard tile underneath them and giving into to his more carnal desires. She wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a soul-searing kiss that pulled him deep into a place he wasn't sure he ever wanted to come out of…

She laid in his arms afterwards, her fingers trailing up and down his forearm, feeling its weight rest comfortably against her throat. Derek's face was pressed to her loose curls, and although his breathing was deep and even, she knew that he was awake.

"I want to tell you –no, show you – what this power feels like, but its indescribable. That first moment of understanding, of truth in all that I am, was and would ever be, was unlike anything. I finally felt at home in my skin, finally found sense in all this insanity of the moon and lycanthropy, finally found my place Derek. And the best part is the overwhelming feelings and sensations – the sense of being completely in tune with every nerve ending, every fiber of my being… When you kiss me, it feels like my entire body might burst into flames. And when we make love, every brush of your skin against mine is as if I'm being caressed by a thousand wildflowers in a sunlit field… but better. Its so much more than that," she said as she turned in his arms to face him, the honesty in her face something he recognized well. "As soon as I took that first breath after forcing Deucalion to bow underneath me, I felt it – my wolf. She was no longer inside me, but I inside of her… she was and is, everything that you once thought of as the true Maia Hale, all that I will ever become. Every moment that I live is seen through the eyes of my wolf, eyes that are much clearer and sharper than my human eyes could have ever hoped to be. Lying here in your arms is to feel every crack and divot in the floor, feeling your body against my fur. I can hear every animal in the forest around our house – every cry a distinct note, every rustle, every breath…"

Maia took in a steadying breath and smiled brilliantly at her husband, moving to sit up, "So, I'm only going to say one last thing because I feel like I'm talking too much, but… the best part about it was feeling like a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders-"

"I liked who you were before. Loved you," Derek murmured finally, staring at her back. "And not just when you were human, even when you were a wolf, before you came back to Beacon Hills. I don't care what you think now, but she was Maia Hale. Really."

"She was no one," Maia whispered as she stared into the shifting blues and blacks of the dark room.

He moved to brush her hair over the front of her shoulders, his breath warm on her neck, "She had a… beautiful son and a husband that loved her. She had me."

"Had?"

Derek didn't respond as he got to his feet, running a hand through his hair as she inhaled deeply and followed after him. "I made you promise that we would work through what was coming. That we would try," she said seriously, Derek reaching out for his sweatpants. He felt her hand curl around his hip as she pushed him back against the table, using her body to keep him there. Her eyes searched his and he let out a quiet breath, attempting to ignore the surge that raced up his spine from her touch. His attraction to her felt more like gravity – a natural, powerful thing – than it ever had before.

"Maia, I want to," Derek said almost impatiently, not able to concede to the sad look in her eyes. "But I need my time to deal with this, first. It's a lot to take in."

"I know baby – believe me, I know."