#Erica Reyes teen wolf

[socialoutsiderwritings]

Always, Only. You. 29.1 REVISED

Talia had taken Y/N in to her pack after your parents and their pack  were brutally murdered. For years she trained and learned under Talia alongside Derek , Laura and Cora. One night Talia tells you along with Derek that you two have to imprint on each other , to become each other’s mates. Your connection to Derek has always been stronger than his to you. So after the fire it killed you to be away from him , but you had to do it for your own survival. 7 years after the fact , you return home. Back to Beacon Hills. But the Derek you return to is not the same Derek you know. Will Y/N ever get Derek to accept the fact they are meant to be together?

Beacon Hills Memorial Hospital

That scent that you had caught back at the car had followed you all the way to the hospital. This person didn't have any malicious intent tied to their scent, but they were new. And new hardly ever meant good news. The two girls walked towards the nurse behind the counter.

You kept back, glancing at every single person as you entered to place where the smell was coming from. It had gotten stronger, meaning the culprit was closer. What worried you, was that neither girl had caught or even noted that they were aware of a possible stalker.

"He's on the third floor." Erica informed.

"Ok," you nodded. "You two head up. I'll meet you in a bit. I'm gonna get something from the cafeteria." You lied.

Erica nodded. She grabbed Cora's hand and began walking backwards towards the elevator.

You waited until they were out of view and then headed in the opposite direction of the cafeteria. The scent was fading. Whoever it was, knew you were tailing them and was leading you downstairs.

You continued down towards the basement of the hospital. The scent you had followed down was now stronger than before, meaning, the culprit was in and waiting.

You let out a low whistle as you walked in to the dimly lit basement of the hospital. The heartbeat of the culprit was steady, and the faint sound of their footsteps almost echoed in the room. The culprit, walked closer, slowly exposing themselves to you.

"Hello, handsome." You smirked, upon seeing the culprit fully. He was just a teenage boy. And he was handsome; tall also. Younger than Scott and the others though. He was definitely a werewolf just like them; and part of another pack. It just made you wonder. "Who sent you? Why are you following us?"

"Im part of Satomi's pack."

You crossed your arms in front of your chest. Was he looking to join another pack or was he sent to you by her? But why wouldn't she come see you herself?

"I was looking for her. Does she know that?" You asked.

"If she did, do you really think she'd send me to come talk to you instead?"

"Alright, smartass. Then tell me, what do you want?"

"A man found us a while ago. He told us about an Ultima here in Beacon Hills. Full grown. Stronger than any alpha he's ever seen or met. And he told us, she can help. That we should trust her." A pause. "Satomi and some of the others from our pack have gone missing. No clue where they could have gone or if they're even still alive.”

"And you need help finding them, is that it?" You asked him.

He shook his head, "She often talked about a well respected alpha. A Hale. She had children and among them was a great and strong alpha. Here in Beacon Hills. So I came to find him." He took one step forward. "Some alpha he turned out to be." He scoffed. "Couldn't even keep his pack together and then he runs off and gets captured by hunters-"

"Watch it." You warn him. "Derek made his mistakes but he's made up for them."

"I'm sure he did." He took another step. "Remind me, what happened again? Why were you in the woods?"

You took one step forward. He was really starting to get under your skin. "I let you run your mouth enough. So the next thing that comes out of your mouth better be an answer to my question." You snarled.

"I'm just a teenage werewolf." He shrugged. "Without a pack." He added.

"So you are looking for a pack?"

"Temporary." He answered. "I wouldn't have come to you if I had any other choice." He confessed. "I mean you are the reason most of our pack is dead or missing."

"I didn't know any of that was going to happen."

"I know. That guy told us everything. Thats why i'm here."

"Guy? What guy?"

"He said his name was Deucalion."

"Ok, so what?" You were annoyed now. "You need help finding the rest of you pack, is that it?"

"I may be a werewolf but i'm also a teenager." He stated. "We just need somewhere safe to stay until Satomi comes back."

"We?"

"Me and my sister. If you won't take us both, at least take her in. Please."

You know exactly what could happen to omegas and betas without packs. But hunters were searching, possibly already coming, for you, there were weird shadow warriors coming after werewolves and you were horribly reminded how easy it was for you to lose your temper.

"I'm sorry," you began, "but I can't. You wont be safe around me. You should go to Scott."

Brett chuckled. "I'm not going to put my life or my sister's life in the hands of another kid. Please, we'll mostly be taking care of ourselves, we just need someplace safe to stay."

"Fine." You finally agree. "But if I say it's time to leave, you leave."

Brett stared at you a moment before finally nodding his head.

******

"Those girls. So are they part of your pack too?"

"I dont have a pack." You remind him. "We were part of the same pack though." You both stepped out of the elevator. "Those girls are pretty, and they will not hesitate to eat you alive." You snorted.

A familiar and triggering scent hit your nostrils. You held your hand out, stopping Brett from walking ahead of you. "Do you smell that?" You asked him.

He took a couple whiffs of the air. He slowly shook his head and looked to you. "No. Why? What are you smelling?"

You ignored Brett's question and continued following scent down the hall.

"Here." You stopped Brett. You were in front of Stiles' room, and the smell was practically engulfing the room. You didn't waste a second to open the door. Erica and Cora were motionless on the floor and Stiles was missing.

You stripped the blanket off the hospital bed and rushed to lay it over the two girls. And to confirm you suspicion, you knelt down and looked behind both of their ears for the mark.

"Stay here." You told Brett as you stood up. "Call Derek. Tell him where we are and Erica and Cora were both marked." You hand him Cora's phone.

"What? Where are you going?"

"I think I know who their next target is."

**********

"Stiles!" You yelled as you ran down the hallway.

It was odd. You caught his scent inside the room. But there was another smell as well, that was stronger. That masked Stiles' scent almost making it undetectable. And since it was one of the strongest scents in the room, you followed it. All the way to a surgery suite.

The scent finally ended at the pair of swinging doors leading into the room. And through the small windows you could see Stiles, just standing in the center of the room.

"Stiles." You slowly pushed opened one of the doors. That horrible smell tickled your nostrils and the tiny hairs all over your body stood up.

Stiles slowly turned around to face you. He looked confused at first, and then relieved. He blinked once. That once strong scent that had lead you down here was now gone. "Y/N?"

"Yeah. Are you ok?" Your body was fighting against you to take a step closer to him. There was something different about him. You could feel it.

"Yeah," he answered unsurely. "Are Erica and Cora ok?" He asked.

"Yeah," you gave him a tight lipped smile. "They're ok."

He took a step closer to you, causing your heart to jump. "These things showed up out of nowhere. What were they?" He was frightened, well appeared to be frightened, but he wasn't. Thats not what he was feeling at all.

"I don't know." You tilted your head and stared at Stiles. Every nerve in your body was tingling. Your instincts were screaming at you that something was wrong, very wrong. "You smell different? Are you sure you're ok?" You asked.

"Like what?" His tone was different now. His expression remained the same, confused. But his eyes, his eyes held a different expression; one that could make your skin crawl.

"What?"

"What do I smell like?" He asked slowly.

"I-I meant seem." You stuttered. "You seem different."

Just then Scott was walking in to the room. He noticed you and Stiles and glanced between the two of you, his eyes landing on Stiles. "Everything ok?" You turn around after Scott asks.

"Yeah." Stiles smiled to his best friend. Unexpectedly he stands besides you and places a hand on your shoulder.

You gasp at the contact. A chill was sent down your spine. You slowly turn to look at Stiles, he was already smiling at you. But there was something odd about his smile. There was this uneasiness you felt around him. You couldn't quite place it though.

"Yeah." You answered Scott as you faced him. "All good."

"Stiles," Scott averted his attention to his friend, "your dads going to be here soon. We should go down and wait for him."

Stiles patted your shoulder a couple times and then walked ahead to his best friend. The second he stepped out of the double doors, that feeling of uneasiness still lingered. You grazed over the area on your shoulder that Stiles had touched. Just that one area felt burning hot to the touch.

You thought you heard clicking behind you, so you slowly turned as you looked over your shoulder. There was no one behind you. You turned completely. "What was he doing down here?" You wondered. You took a step forward feeling something squish beneath your foot. You lifted your foot to see what you had stepped on, finding it odd for a sterile environment, only to see a burst of black smoke erupt.

You whipped your head around back towards the doors. You were starting to think maybe you weren't imagining the sudden uneasiness.

*****

You, Scott and Derek were circled around in what used to be Stiles' room in the hospital.

"Ok," you pinched the bridge of your nose and closed your eyes, "These Oni, demon warriors, are searching for someone possessed by a dark spirit known as a Nogitsune?"

Scott nodded. "I thought they were after Kira at first. But its not her."

You sighed out. "Ok, but why go after your dad? Why not just mark him like they did with you guys?"

"He got in their way?" Scott more questioned than asked. "He thought they were intruders and they attacked back."

"Ok, but I got in their way when they tried to go after Aiden."

"Isaac made sure Argent didn't mention you when they spoke to Katashi. For your safety." Derek chimed in.

You only nodded. There was a small moment of silence between you three. You had remembered something from earlier that you wanted to ask Scott about. Maybe his answer as well, would confirm your suspicion.

"Hey, Scott. You called out. "How did you find Stiles earlier?"

Scott's face scrunched up a bit, "I don't know," he shrugged, "I followed his scent."

"What did you smell? Did you smell anything weird down there?"

Scott averted his gaze he began to think. Derek gave you a weird stare but you only shrugged back at him. "Weird how?" Scott asked.

There was knock on the door that had your attention. Brett was standing there, this time there was a girl, you assumed his sister, was standing next to him.

"Uhm, we'll talk. Later." You told Scott. "Derek." You nodded. Derek watched you questioningly as he watched you approach the two teens and then leave with them.

"Do you know them?" Derek asked Scott.

"No." Scott answered. "I thought maybe you did?"

"No. But I'm going to find out."

[headcanonthings]

Stiles: Why are you following me? Derek: Because we’re dating now. Stiles: Okay… what about the other three? Isaac: We’re a package deal Erica: Buy one idiot, get two idiots and a Boyd free!

[anonazure]

Randomly missing them...

[incorrect-teenwolf-quotes]

Derek: *yelling at Stiles in a mix of Russian and Spanish*

Stiles: I know I know!!!

Erica: Wait you know Spanish and Russian?

Stiles: No, I just know "You're a fucking idiot" in every language Derek speaks

[pkrosche]

Teen Wolf Incorrect Text Posts 12/?

[twpromptsillneverwrite]

Erica: You can't be mad at me forever.

Stiles: You ruined my chances with Derek, I'll hate you until I can get with him.

Erica: That's too easy!

Erica (yelling): Hey, Derek! Do you want to be Stiles's boyfriend?

Derek (from the distance): Sure!

Erica: So, are we okay now?

[raccoonsockss]

this was basically the plot of teen wolf right

(kids left to right: stiles, malia, scott, kira, jackson, allison, erica, isaac, lydia, boyd, + cora in the baby carrier)

edit: i cannot BELIEVE i have to say this but if you rb this and tag it as sterek i will block you because why are you looking at an adult drawn with a bunch of children and thinking about them together. i don’t really care enough about the ship itself but THAT is gross

[nightlark100]

Stiles sets up a betting board rather early on, figuring it'll be something that might help the betas bond a bit. It started off with a few silly things but the main category quickly became 'what is going to try and kill us next'. The name was changed after Derek expressed concerns over how cavalier Stiles was about dying and instead became 'what is going to put us in danger next'. The rules were simple:

Each of them contributed to a pool.

Each beta was given the opportunity to change their pick after something tried to kill them or once a month (if things were quiet)

Winner got the contents of the pool

If there was no clear winner or if there was more than one and they didn't want to split it, pack could make an argument for why their pick was the closest.

Scott put down 'Peter betraying the pack'

Peter in retaliation put down 'Argents being Argents'

Both refused to change it.

Stiles put down 'Dereks love life'

Erica put down 'Stiles losing his mind in a haze of caffeine after too many sleepless nights researching'. Boyd silently added his name against that pick as well.

The problem was Stiles seemed to always get it right. No matter what he wrote down each time, it usually happened in some way.

Derek's love life - a barista he'd been tentatively flirting with at the coffee shop turned out to be a succubus

Extreme cold (mocked by the others for being written down in the middle of a heatwave)- an abominable snowman popped up and set off a cold spell that even werewolf heat and Isaac's scarves couldn't ward off

Scott's cooking - After breaking some of Melissa's kitchenware while trying to make a romantic meal for Allison (the exact details of how remain a mystery, although Isaac was involved) and replacing it with a new set from a cute little shop that seemingly popped up out of nowhere, the pack quickly found out that there was a poltergeist attached.

The only time he didn't put anything down, was when he got possessed. And Peter argued that he technically still got it right since the only thing in his section was his name... Which was accurate in its own way (Stiles was not pleased by this logic and refused to talk to anyone for a long time)

He began to get gradually weirder and weirder with his picks, not even really trying to win after a while. He was a little confused and concerned by his strange predictions and hoped that eventually it would get too absurd to possibly come true.

Musical theatre - a siren showed up and almost lured Isaac into the swimming pool with her voice.

Killer Tomatoes - Lydia ended up nearly choking on her salad

Hummus - Jackson managed to ingest poisoned hummus and became practically feral.

Puppies - Stiles woke up one day to a very stressed Derek with an armful of his now tiny canine betas. Stiles didn't mind that one so much.

[incorrectsterekquotes]

derek: Alright, how are the two of you gonna explain yourselves?! isaac: Um… erica: Well I’m going to say verbally, because judging by your tone you might not be in the mood for the dance we’ve prepared.

[stereksthings]

someone said this reminds them of derek and stiles 😭

[stickyfox4]

erica:derek,where’s stiles?

derek:where isn’t he

erica:derek open that door

derek:NO

stiles:DEREK LET ME OUT!!

[jade-bright]

"Canon" Era Sterek

Derek: I don't always make great decisions under pressure

*In the Stilinski home*

Stiles: What the hell is going on!?

The wonder betas in the living room: 🙂🙂🙂

Derek: I got us a pack

[headcanonthings]

Isaac: If you were to die, what would your last words be? Boyd, looking at Erica: I love you Erica: Aww, me too! Isaac: What about you, Derek? Derek: Finally. Stiles, spraying him with water like a naughty cat: No!

[teenwolf-incorrectquotes]

Erica: You ever think about Stiles? Derek: Not really. Just, like, every day.

[rowinablx]

Derek introducing Isaac, Erica and Boyd to Stiles

[incorrect-teenwolf-quotes]

Erica: Hey Stiles, would you pick the man or the bear?

Stiles: Wolf

Lydia: Wolf?

Stiles: *watching Derek dry off after taking a shower* Yeah....wolf