although Derek tried his best to act as human as possible, especially in front of you, he couldn’t ignore his werewolf tendencies.

his most common one was to protect his mate above all else, not matter the cost.

today was a day that instinct would show like a beacon. you stood in the McCall household after memorizing the plan on how to take down the Nogistune and bring him back here.

you picked up a gun from Chris Argent’s selection and filled it with silver bullets before Derek’s hand rested over yours.

“what are you doing?” he asked firmly.