Young Derek Hale Novels & Stories

When I pushed open the heavy wooden door of the hallway to head back to our table, I found Derek leaning casually against the exposed brick wall near the corridor. ​He was holding his denim jacket over his arm, looking up as the door clicked shut. ​"Hey," I smiled, surprised to see him standing there. "Everything okay?" ​"Yeah," Derek said softly, pushing off the wall. He rubbed the back of his neck, a dry, slightly wry smirk touching his lips. "Just heading out early. Early shift at the hospital tomorrow." He paused, studying my face with a quiet, intense curiosity. "You know... you never mentioned you were dating the Jax Cole of the NBA."

“We were just joking around.” Derek looked at me, a look that said he was ashamed of me, and I looked at the ground, blushing harder. I wanted to tell him it wasn’t what it looked like, but then I would have to explain what it actually was, so I kept my mouth shut. He turned back to Tyler and got right in his face. “Don’t think I forgot about all those things you used to do to my girl friends that I brought around growing up,” Derek spat. “You better leave Hailey alone. If you harm one hair on her head, or if I catch you doing anything to her…”