Mi Vida Con Derek Novels & Stories

"Derek only marked you because of something I said that made him angry. A stupid fight we had." "Why else would he mark you but never hold a wedding ceremony?" she pressed, seeing she'd hit a nerve. "You didn't actually think he'd let you become the pack's Luna, did you? Someone like you?" "Viv, what the HELL are you saying?!" Derek's tall figure suddenly filled the doorway before squeezing into the break room. His usually perfect hair was disheveled. His face showed panic. His eyes shot a reproachful look at her that clearly said shut up.

“Are they living together?” “I don't think so,” Paulo replied. “She visits most of the time.” Derek hummed quietly. The memories of the night he had with Lewis flooded his mind. ‘For a man who claimed to be straight, Lewis was wild that night,’ he thought. The man between his legs stopped moving, but his head was still bent over. Still, Derek didn’t respond, and Paulo kept talking. “He has a mother and a younger sister. Both very alive and very dramatic.” A faint, almost amused smirk etched on Derek's face.

Kilaila: “ Who are you Dereck? Derek remained silent. Kilaila: “ Derek! Dercek shook his head. “ I can't continue to get involved with someone like this! “Kilaila said, leaving. “ They are my sisters! “Dereck said, holding her by the arm. Kilaila: “ Sisters?! Derek: “ Yes! Kilaila suspicious: “ And what do your sisters have to do with his late wife Mary? Dereck: “ They passed away! Kilaila: “ And why did they… Dereck: “ Plague! Kilaila said nothing. Dereck: “ Mary passed away, a month later I lost my two sisters! Kilaila: “ I'm sorry! Dereck: “ I don't like talking about my past, because it's sad and painful! Kilaila: “ Dereck… Dereck: “ So I would really appreciate it if you would stop torm

“What about you? Where do you live?” Derek took a sip of wine. “I’ve got a small house here in the pack. Close enough to the clinic but far enough from the main house to have peace and quiet.” She arched a brow. “You don’t want to live at the big house?” “God, no,” he said, laughing softly. “That place is chaos. Always has been. And now with Celeste moving in? No thanks.” Ryleigh smirked. “Smart man.” He leaned an elbow on the table, his wine glass resting in his hand. “I also keep a condo in the city. I work at the hospital there a few times a month, fill in when they need a specialist. It keeps my human credentials active.”

He once again doesn’t expect this question, and his smile turns into skepticism, his eyebrow raising as he watches me. “I thought I was the one asking the questions?” Derek’s voice is slightly playful now. I shrug, gripping tighter to the blanket around me. “Humor me.” He returns to his cooking, which I think is some kind of fajita mixture. “My life has boiled down to very few individuals that matter more than the rest of the world. My little girls, my parents, and a few friends. For someone like me and this job that I have, the idea of opening up to any person I meet is terrifying.”

Derek thought that was dead for all of those years, He was beyond joyful when he found out that she was alive and breathing, I recall the day we found out she was alive. Derek was overjoyed. He wanted to have her in his arms immediately but she had already been adopted by Mathias. He was a single Dad and he was the one who raised her, it was literally like the same relationship I had with Derek. I thought that she would understand that fact, but she didn’t.

handling that hate was really hard at first but eventually i got used to it. when i was in first year of my high school i met a guy named Derek Hamada. he never called me weird or anything and soon we became friends. In first year of collage i figured out his true Feelings so he confessed or should i say proposed. it took me a month to say yes but that was the best decision i had ever taken. caring, loving, understanding everything a girl could wish for was in Derek. thinking i had found my happiness i started living on cloud nine. my life was completely a fairy tale.

Michael said, his voice casual, almost teasing. Derek turned slowly, meeting his gaze. “Yea." "I… I think this is one of the best times I had in years. Helped me think.” Michael nodded, hands in his pockets. “Thinking, huh? About what?” “Stuff,” Derek said, shrugging, though his throat tightened. “Life. Decisions. People.” Michael leaned against the railing beside him, close enough to feel the space shrink but not touching. “People like me?” Derek’s jaw tightened. “I… maybe.”

He pulled his phone out, the screen was bright and he shoved it towards me with the headlines visibly showing, “IRONVEIL LUNA SPOTTED DINING WITH ALPHA DEREK ASHFORD — SECRET ALLIANCE OR OPEN BETRAYAL AGAINST HER HUSBAND?” Below it were photos of me and Derek laughing and sitting close to each other. I stood my ground and shoved the phone back to him instantly. “I have done nothing wrong.” My voice was calm and steady, “We ran into each other and that's it. Lizzy was there, Eric was there too so it wasn't private.” “Nothing wrong?” He laughed and the sound made my skin crawl. “Why does Derek bother you so much?” I asked him before I could stop myself. The question had been burning in my thro

One big hand slid straight up my sundress and cupped my messy pussy. “Still full of me, huh?” he murmured, fingers sliding through the creamy mess leaking out of me. “Fuck, Mia. You've been walking around my welcome party leaking my nut this whole time? What a nasty girl.” I whimpered against his lips, hips rocking into his hand before I could stop. “Derek… we can’t keep doing this. Chris is right there. He’s been nothing but good to me. Loving. Patient. And I’m out here betraying him like it’s nothing.”