[Like clockwork, and hour after Stiles went to sleep, he was trying to get up to find his warm happy place. Only he wasn't able to do that. He frowned in his sleep, tugging at his bonds and trying to squirm out of them. No such luck. The more he fought against them, the angrier he got, even in sleep, and it wasn't long before half-closed eyes flared red, claws sliding out of his fingers and gripping at the bonds. They parted like butter, and after a few more growling swipes, Stiles was free and standing at the foot of his bed.
Well, hulking was more like it. He was fully wolfed out, eyes glowing red, teeth bared and claws at the ready. Something was trying to keep him from what was his and that was not okay.
As an Alpha, Stiles leaped out his window, hunting down what he was looking for.
It took longer for him to find it that night, Derek having done a good job of hiding his scent, but Stiles was determined (and not at all in the driver's seat) and when he picked up the tattered remains of Derek's scent, he went after it, a growl rumbling through him in case anyone was listening. Anyone who might try to get in his way.
He found the burned out husk of a house, pushing open the front door as if he belonged there.]
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Well, hulking was more like it. He was fully wolfed out, eyes glowing red, teeth bared and claws at the ready. Something was trying to keep him from what was his and that was not okay.
As an Alpha, Stiles leaped out his window, hunting down what he was looking for.
It took longer for him to find it that night, Derek having done a good job of hiding his scent, but Stiles was determined (and not at all in the driver's seat) and when he picked up the tattered remains of Derek's scent, he went after it, a growl rumbling through him in case anyone was listening. Anyone who might try to get in his way.
He found the burned out husk of a house, pushing open the front door as if he belonged there.]