You hold out a hand for Derek as you double check to make sure that the Alpha pack has run off to somewhere else. Derek shakes his head and stands up by himself, despite the fact that he has gashes along his stomach that are healing slower than usual.
"Thanks but next time I can save myself," Derek grunts, wiping the dust from his jeans.
"That's not what you were saying when you were lying on the floor being mauled by the Alphas." You roll your eyes at Derek and start to walk out of the building.
Before you leave you here Derek groan again and mutter 'damn Stilinskis'. Sighing, you turn around and head back to help the wounded wolf out of the building.
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Teen wolf imagines and preferences
FanfictionTeen wolf imagines and preferences and some other imagines if u guys request any