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To think of it, anyone could walk in and take him. Anyone. And Stiles would let them. He would take their hand and go to god knows where with just a nod. The things they could have done to this creature… Who knew how many hands he would have passed before breaking apart?
It was a blessing, really, that Derek got to him first.
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07 Jan 2026
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“They are wolves, Derek, wolves!”
“I know.”
“They—” Stiles choked and focused his gaze on the alpha. “W-what?”
Amidst the rubble, the groaning building, the wailing, and the scent of burning metal, Derek looked calm. The alpha ascended one step, closer to Stiles. “My love, listen to me—”
“What is going on?” Stiles’ throat dried.
“I said, listen.”
The omega’s mouth clamped shut, his lips trembling. The muscles in Derek’s jaw bulged as if he struggled to stay still.
“I am taking you hostage.”
Stiles’ chest stilled. His lips parted. He went completely stiff, watching Derek’s lips move, but the words made no sense.
“Derek…” he murmured hoarsely, shaking his head. “What…”
“I am not going to hurt you.” Derek’s voice went hard as steel. He spread his arms as if showing the lack of armor. “But you are coming with me. It is an order. Do you understand me?”
Stiles shifted his gaze from his mouth to his eyes and flinched back.
They were red. Burgundy, like the blood splatters marring his face.
And just like that, everything became clear.
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07 Jan 2026
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The darkness of a ship’s hold is not an absence of light — it is a substance. Thick, viscous, like black oil seeping through rotting planks and settling into lungs and bones. Derek Hale lies chained in that darkness, his body weakened by wolfsbane, his senses flayed raw by the relentless presence of the sea — an element forbidden to werewolves, invasive and maddening.
The hunters who captured him bring a new prize aboard.
Something pale and wrong.
Something with rubies set into its eyes and a cold that reeks of the abyss.They call it a trophy.
They call it a thing.For Derek, it becomes a reason to survive.
In a filthy cell, between injections of poison and the distorted roar of the ocean pressing in from all sides, a desperate pact is forged between a land-bound alpha and a creature born of the depths. A fragile, wordless alliance shaped by pain, proximity, and the shared instinct to endure.
Because the true danger is not the captivity.
It is not the hunters.It is what they begin to become when survival demands trust.
And it is the impossible secret the ocean has dragged to the surface — wrapped in rags, breathing softly, and destined to change everything.Bookmarked by electraluna
17 Dec 2025
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Stiles ruined him. The damage was irreparable. He didn’t want the food that wasn’t made by Stiles or shared with him; the water tasted stale; the clothes were asphyxiating and scratchy; the air was wrong, wrong without Stiles’ scent in it.
Fuck, what was wrong with him? How could that pretty little thing change him so much? He had an iron grip on his control before, being in tandem with his instincts, but within weeks, all of it was gone. As soon as he thought of Stiles, though, of his scent, his moans, and the little wrinkle on his forehead as he orgasmed, his mind settled.
What was life before Stiles? Everything was somewhere far, far away, forgotten, bleak, and meaningless. Derek thought he knew what light was as he looked at the microscopic dots of the stars above. Then Stiles came into his life and showed him the sun.
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09 Dec 2025
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“Don’t you want to show them all what you’re capable of? Prove that Talia's been wrong about you the entire time? Force her to eat her own shit?”
Stiles stared at Peter with a lodge in his throat.
He wanted it. Of course, he did. He imagined himself standing in front of Talia’s sour self, and pushing fucking fireworks out of his hands, growing trees and crumbling mountains just to prove her wrong. But even more than that, to show her that Stiles was able to give Derek everything she hoped her son to have. Stiles did that. And… he had another big fucking thing on the way.
But, as he learned, life wasn't a fairytale.
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