Derek Hale Season 1 Novels & Stories

I know because I was watching the ceiling and tracking her breathing until it changed. The number on my phone is one I recognize but have not seen in eleven years. I answer it anyway. "Alexander," Richard Hale's voice. Derek's father. My oldest friend, before he became something more complicated than that. "I need to talk to you." "It is six in the morning, Richard." "I know. I am sorry. I would not call if it were not important." I close the laptop. Stand up. Move to the window where the city is gray and just beginning. "Talk." "It is Derek." A pause that carries weight. "He is in trouble. Real trouble. Not the social kind." I wait.

Mr Hale scratched the side of his face in hesitance again, swallowing thickly before saying, "The person who exposed everything wasn't an outsider, it was someone close to you." The words landed hard like a grenade between them and Alyssa's brows knotted immediately, "Someone close?" "Who?" “It was Derek.” This statement hit harder than the first reveal and the entire world froze. Alyssa stiffened and her mind went numb. "Derek?" She repeated, hearing the name but being unable to process what it meant. She blinked once, then twice, hoping she'd misheard what Mr Hale said. Mr. Hale didn’t look away this time and his voice rose, "Yes, it was Derek Marshall. He was the one who revealed your fat

I sat in my parked car on a side street in the dark and I let that land. 'He was eighteen. He was alone. Of course it felt like the only exit.' "I'm not calling to warn you off," Derek said. "I want to be clear about that too. I'm not calling because I think you should leave or because I think what's happening there is a bad idea." Another pause. "I'm calling because I've been watching this season and I can see. Anyone can see. Something real is happening there." He said it simply. Like it was just a fact.

she murmured. Chris looked at her sharply. “You can’t live your life in reverse.” She gave a humorless smile. “Watch me try.” Footsteps echoed in the hallway. Keys jingled. The door opened. Derek stepped inside, scarf loose around his neck, hair slightly windblown. He was talking before he saw them. “You won’t believe the traffic—” His eyes lifted. His face drained of color. “Mrs Hale?” The name rang out, loud, shocked, wrong.

Her best and only option was to wait for Nicholas to pay the ransom so she could be released. Just then, the door was pushed open and Derek walked inside, holding a couple of papers in his hands. Diane looked at him as he walked in, and shook her head slowly. When she first met Derek Hale, she didn't like him. He thought he was a condescending jerk, a piece of crap who thought she was not fit to take over her father's company. But now, she realized that he wasn't just a jerk or a piece of shit, he was also a criminal. A psychopathic criminal.

"A young pack healer at the Silver Fang Healing Center? What is his name? Tell my ears right now, and my alphas will send a squad to drag his body here immediately!" Noah smiles apologetically. "Supreme Alpha, his name is Derek Hale. Don't let his low position fool your eyes. His moon medical skills are exceptional, and his hands can definitely save Juan." Gerard mutters the words slowly, "Derek Hale... Derek Hale..." Then, his large hand shoots out and slaps Noah so hard it sends his body flying clean across the room into a pile of chairs. He spits on the floor, "Are you out of your damn mind?! You think your tongue can mess with my head?!"

Derek answered. I walk over to his bed and pull out my phone from my pajama pocket. I sit and show him the picture of him and Hailee. "What is this?" I questioned. "You were spying on me?!" Derek yelled. "Not the point Der, look, just answer this question. Do you have feelings for Hailee?" He glared at me angrily, I could see tears swelling up in his eyes, he was angry, but why? "OH MY FUCKING GOD VEE, CAN"T YOU JUST MIND YOUR DAMN BUSINESS FOR ONCE?! Derek shouted.