Derek Hale Gif Novels & Stories

He broke into a rasping cough, thin shoulders shaking, as if he were about to hack up some vital organ. I managed a weak grin. “Sure. I dig.” Derek, still shaking with hawking laughter, slapped my shoulders like we’d been buddies since the day he’d drilled those holes in the girls’ locker room wall. “Have a good run tonight. Don’t pick up no oogie boogies!” He raised his hands and clenched his fingers into claws, snarling, then exploded into more coughing laughter as he turned and left. Not surprisingly, Derek’s reassurances didn’t overly inspire much confidence.

Hael waited, his gaze never wavering from the older male, and Derek shook his head, unable to say anything with the tape over his mouth. Hael looked at him with dead eyes and a smile that offered no comfort at all. “I’ll wager you have quite the dry mouth with that tape. Where are my manners?” Striding forward, he yanked the tape off Derek’s mouth, “What the fuck, man?” Hael interrupted, waving away any questions. “I should tell you that no one will hear you yell, and should you manage to escape me before our business is concluded, my men are just outside with orders to shoot you in the dick.”

Derek said as he kept looking at Chelsea. She smiled at him. “Oh, yeah. I really gotta go,” Derek said in a deep tone as his cock began to grow. “Aaaah. Your little butterfly has emerged from her cocoon?” “Yes.” Q laughed. “All right, my brother, let me know how it turns out. Later.” He clicked off. Derek slowly lowered his cell from his ear. “Who’s Q?” she asked innocently. “Huh? Oh. He’s one of my closest friends.” Derek stood slowly.

In a desperate surge of energy, Khalif summoned all his remaining strength and managed to break free from Derek's grasp. With renewed fury, he lunged at Derek, his fangs bared, ready to tear into his ancient adversary. However, Derek was prepared. As Khalif charged, Derek swiftly sidestepped and maneuvered behind him, using his opponent's momentum against him. With a well-placed strike, Derek incapacitated Khalif, rendering him immobile once more. Blood trickling down his chin, Derek leaned in close to Khalif, his voice laced with a mix of compassion and authority.

Derek was more than aware of his abilities - unlike most wolves who were mandated to be shone with the moon's ray to let their wolves out, as an Alpha like himself, he didn't need that. So yes, tearing Derek's face to a billion pieces was more than possible right now, but he had to control himself - losing his composure would be a shame. "About to transform? Ha! What a child" laughing mockingly, Derek opened the door to his car then slid in. "Take care of Chelle while she's working okay? We've got a date tonight" a wink was done before his car revised then drove out of the parking lot, leaving a maddeningly enraged Shawn behind.

"How can I compete with Arland? Verss why did you give him the green light? He's already left you, why are you still kind to him? Akkh my Verssa" Verss didn't want to pay attention to Derek, who was going crazy as usual, Derek grabbed his waist and held him on the sofa. "Derek let me go" When Derek was still reluctant to let go of his grip, the door was opened from the outside, Gale was standing in front of the sofa looking at Derek with his super big eyes. "Look for death!!" Gale's inner voice was all Derek could hear. Derek shook his head, he refused to let go of his arms from Verss even if it meant he could die in Gale the tiger who was ready to pounce on him.

“Pietra! He hugged me, his muscles tense. Derek was a fitness junkie. He was always at the gym or going for a run or participating in one of those firefights where you swing ropes like Tarzan. This meant that their hugs could be quite intense. “Derek… I can't breathe. I flailed my arms uselessly as he squeezed the air from my lungs. Derek released me. “You smell really bad,” he said, smiling as he ran his fingers through his short, wavy black hair. “I really wish everyone would stop pointing that out. “It's hard not to. Do you want to take a shower?

Derek asked jogging his way towards me, all topless, sweaty and gross. "What with that face? Are you grossed out of me?" He asked, and I covered my nose, indirectly telling him that he smells bad, of course I'm just teasing him, he actually doesn't smell but it's fun teasing this big guy around. He smelled himself and crossed his brows at me, "I don't smell." He said plainly. "Yes you do." I shook my head, running away from him and going to Keira's side. "What's up with you. Why are you...ohhh." I said, amused, as I caught her watching one of the warriors from Derek's pack.