Omega Stiles dating an Alpha CEO of some construction company and one day he visits him on site where he’s overseeing the newest company project.
Stiles gets driven there by a dedicated driver, wearing a pink crop top with black denim shorts, his long legs on display with a pair of matching pink sneakers on his feet.
He’s sucking on a bright green lollipop, his tongue dyed with it.
He gets out of the sleek black car and practically scampers onto the site looking like Alpha bait, smelling like sin itself.
Immediately, every single worker has turned their heads his way to track him with their eyes as he makes his way to the site office.
His Alpha boyfriend is outside of it, talking to other higher ups on site. Stiles scampers right up to him and takes the lollipop out of his mouth to plant a kiss to his Alpha’s cheek. The Alpha smiles, looking pleased and dismisses the others around him to turn and take his Omega loosely into his arms. He paws at his ass, his hips and thighs.
The Omega’s happy laughter can be heard by everyone and not one single worker on site isn’t seething with jealousy at the sight the Omega makes with his Alpha.
But then looks can be deceiving because not even 20 minutes later its obvious the Alpha is displeased with his Omega and the workers can hear shouting from inside the site office. Only the Alpha’s shouting voice can be heard, the Omega’s voice isn’t heard even once.
Thing is, some of the workers on site are werewolves and they can hear exactly what is going on and what is being said in the office.
The Omega is being berated harshly. Called names that no respecting Alpha should ever use to describe their Omega.
Most of the Alpha workers on site are itching to jump in and come to the Omega’s defence which usually comes naturally but its their job on the line.
Only one Alpha actually does something about it, none of his coworkers tries to stop him.
Derek Hale has heard enough. There should be some law that made it illegal to call your Omega a whore and a bitch in the same sentence multiple times in a row.
He stomps his way to the site office and on his way he comes up with some problem that requires their boss’ attention.
He marches right into the office and interrupts what is obviously a one sided argument. Derek’s eyes naturally land on the Omega first and he’s standing a few paces away from his Alpha, hugging himself and looking like a kicked puppy.
There are tears in his eyes and when he notices Derek come in, he startles and turns away in obvious mortification. Like being seen like this, being seen getting into trouble with his Alpha, is shameful and indecent.
His boss barks at him asking what the fuck does he want. Derek recounts the story he came up with and exactly like he knew it would, his boss immediately storms out of the office to go see to it.
The Omega turns back a just enough to send Derek little glances as if to check if he’s still there. He smells unhappy and fearful. Two things that Omegas should never ever feel. It’s unnatural and abhorrent. Omegas are meant to be kept as happy as possible. It was their right and what they deserved.
Derek approaches the Omega slowly, making himself as unthreatening as possible which can be difficult considering his size and sharp features but he tries anyway.
But the Omega evades him subtly but firmly, moving away from him whenever he gets too close and keeping his back to him the entire time.
Derek decides to change tactics.
“Where’s your lollipop, sweetheart?” He asks the Omega, gently.
The Omega perks up and turns his head to look at him fully. He looks Derek up and down, appraising him and Derek lets him, giving him a soft genuine smile.
The Omega seems to deem him worthy enough to speak to because he turns his body fully to face him, still hugging himself and still smelling of unhappiness but he returns Derek’s smile sweetly.
But it falls again when he tells Derek: “he threw it out.”
There’s a pout to his lips as he tells Derek this and it makes him look so cute, fondness warms Derek’s chest at the sight.
“That’s very rude of him.” Derek says because it’s true. Then he adds: “he was being very rude to you wasn’t he?”
The Omega hugs himself tighter and whispers “yes” sounding confused and unhappy.
“I thought he would be happy, he told me to come but he got angry with me.” The Omega explains and it’s obvious he doesn’t understand why his Alpha got so angry when he did exactly as he was told.
“You didn’t do anything wrong, sweetheart. He shouldn’t have yelled at you like that or said those things to you.” Derek says slowly so that the Omega can be sure he’s being serious.
The Omega’s chin wobbles a little and tears fill his eyes again and he hides his face into his hands.
“I don’t like it when he yells at me.” The Omega admits miserably from behind his hands.
His words implies that his Alpha yells at him quite often. Derek is suddenly so angry his control almost slips, his instincts going into overdrive and telling him to do something about it, to do that One Thing he could do and to do it right now but the instinct to comfort the Omega is way more pressing and way more important right this second.
He steps closer to the Omega and reaches out to touch him but before doing so he asks: “can i touch you, sweetheart?”
The Omega goes very still and Derek’s heart sinks because yeah he pushed his luck with that one but then the Omega nods his head behind his hands.
Derek gently pulls the Omega to his chest and starts rubbing a hand up and down his back comfortingly and settles his other hand on the back of his head, in his soft hair.
The Omega immediately responds to his touch, practically melting into him and finally lowering his hands to instead fold them under his chin, getting comfortable in Derek’s embrace, rubbing his face a little on Derek’s t-shirt, obviously taking comfort in the gesture which makes Derek feel so fucking worthy.
The Omega’s scent turns sweet and contented but most all, safe.
After a long moment of quiet bliss, the Omega shifts to look up at Derek’s face.
“Alpha?” he asks. Derek’s chest goes tight with emotion at his sweet tentative voice and adorable face.
“What is it, sweetheart.” Derek immediately prompts.
Right this second the Omega could ask anything of him and Derek would do it, in a heartbeat.
But the Omega simply gives him a bright smile and says: “thank you.”
Derek’s tight chest warms with fondness and without thinking too deeply about it, he craddles the Omega’s face in his hands and gives him a soft kiss to his forehead making the Omega sigh contentedly.
The pure soft moment is broken when Derek hears his boss quickly make his way back to the office.
He reluctantly lets go of the Omega, who frowns a little, obviously not liking this development. Derek forces himself to take a step away from him, hands at his side.
The Omega frowns harder and pouts but then his Alpha comes back in, obviously angry and the Omega’s face goes white as a sheet and he drops his eyes to the ground.
His boss who is already angry at Derek for obviously lying to him looks at his Omega then back to Derek who tries and fails to keep his face blank.
His boss’ anger is taunting Derek’s already raging instincts. Everything in him telling him to challenge his boss for the Omega and to do it now, right the fuck now.
His boss starts posturing and gets into Derek’s face clearly reading his intentions.
The office reeks of Alpha rage and the Omega lets out a small distressed whine before approaching them and settling a delicate hand on his Alpha’s arm, a soft apology on his tongue but instead of calming his Alpha like it should, he’s backhanded so hard he stumbles to the ground.
All hell breaks loose, Derek beta shifts and attacks his boss, grabbing him and pushing him back until he’s slammed into the wall.
The Omega scrambles out of the way and huddles into one corner cradling his cheek and his eyes seem far away, tears falling silently as he tries to make himself as small as possible, curling into a fetal position, face to the wall.
Derek punches his boss again and again in the face, snarling as his boss fights back, landing a few punches of his own, baring his teeth at Derek but he’s human, he may be an Alpha but Derek is an Alpha werewolf. He stands no chance.
Derek throws him to the ground, grabs him by the throat and roars into his face, fangs a few inches from his face, eyes glowing blood red, spit flying.
Some of Derek’s coworkers come into the office then and they immediately jump in to try to pull Derek off of their boss before he kills him.
Another worker frantically calls the police after looking into the corner and seeing the Omega in severe distress.
It takes six of Derek’s Alpha coworkers to pull him off their boss then dragging him outside of the office where Derek can be heard snarling loudly, struggling to be freed.
Some Alpha workers form a protective semi circle a safe distance away from the Omega. Not able to do anything else because the Omega is too upset and won’t accept their help while like this.
Quickly the police arrives along with EMTs. The police come into the office and makes the Alphas around the Omega leave instead ushering in the EMTs. Two get to work on the barely conscious Alpha bleeding out on the ground while two others slowly walk to the Omega, one of them crouching down in front of him while the other stands close in an a protective stance.
The one crouched is also an Omega. He speaks to him in soft tones and starts rubbing his back soothingly. Expertly, he calms the younger Omega down until he isn’t crying anymore, his eyes much clearer and can speak again. That’s when the other EMT standing close by, who’s an Alpha, comes closer and both EMTs examines Stiles over; taking his vitals, checking over his cheek that’s already forming a dark bruise. They settle a warm blanket around him and help him to his feet and guide him out of the office where police waits for him so they can take his statement.
Now that the Omega isn’t in distress anymore, Derek is a lot calmer, still tense but he’s back in his human features and he’s ready to give the police his statement. The sight of the Omega coming out of the office in the big blanket, his face tear tracked with a dark bruise forming almost sends him to his knees.
He needs to go to him, he needs to be there for him and to take care of him. The two police officers with him follows his gaze then give Derek a knowing look. They reassure Derek that the Omega will be okay and that the faster they get this done the faster Derek can go to him.
They’re right so Derek hurries to tell them what happened while his coworkers do the same and corroborate everything.
As he speaks, Derek half listens to the Omega’s heartbeat and to his low voice as he also explains what happened. He doesn’t really admit to being abused but he does admit the Alpha had hit him and yelled at him before the fight started. Derek is so proud of him.
Once he’s done, the officers escort him closer to the Omega who’s sat on a slab of concrete looking a bit lost and vulnerable. He’s listening intently the Omega officer crouched in front of him who’s speaking to him in hushed tones. Derek listens in, he can’t help it.
“You understand what it means, Stiles? The challenge was won, Theo isn’t your Alpha anymore and he won’t hurt you anymore.” She explains.
Stiles? Was that the Omega’s name? It was such a cute little name and fit the Omega so well. Derek longed to go right up to him but he was to wait again as the two Omegas finished their conversation.
Derek watches Stiles nod to what the lady said and she gives him a warm smile that he returns just a little bit and Derek’s heart clenches in his chest. He was so adorable.
“Would you like to see him now? Your new Alpha?”She asks Stiles, seriously.
Derek knows if Stiles were to say no he doesn’t, she wouldn’t force it, they would all give Stiles all the time he needs to get to terms with the new circumstances.
But Stiles blushes slightly, pulls the blanket up to his mouth before nodding and saying “Yes, please.”
They meet halfway. The lady officer putting an arm around Stiles and walking with him as Derek is escorted by the officers until they’re standing face to face again.
Derek can’t stop looking at him. His Omega. His long lashes, his big amber eyes, his adorable beauty marks. He was just so beautiful and he smelled even better.
Stiles looks at him just as avidly, his eyes searching Derek’s face for a moment before roaming his eyes over the Alpha’s neck, shoulders, bloody shirt then back to his face. His scent going warm with attraction and Derek almost preens.
“Alpha?” Stiles asks and Derek takes a step closer, nodding almost frantically in acknowledgement that he’s listening.
“What’s your name?” Stiles timidly asks and Derek could hit himself. Where were his manners?
He chuckles a little and introduces himself. Title and everything. Alpha Derek Hale of the Hale werewolf Pack, son of Talia Hale, head Alpha of the Hale werewolf Pack.
Stiles just blinks his big eyes at him a few times as if stunned.
“Well… I’m just Stiles. Stiles Stilinski.” Stiles says and he sounds a bit intimidated and he definitely smells unsure.
Derek doesn’t like that one bit so he gives Stiles one of his very rare most beautiful smiles and says “Hello sweetheart, it’s an honour to officially meet you. Your name is the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.”
That seems to please his Omega because he blushes so hard it almost fades out the forming bruise on his cheek and he pulls up his blanket again to hide his smile and the blush.
The lady Omega who had been watching their interactions with growing ease, was now pleased with their progress and gestured to the two other officers to move away and let them have a moment alone.
Derek wants to touch him so badly, to take him in his arms, like he did before all hell broke loose but he doesn’t want to go too fast and spook his Omega.
It’s Stiles who closes the distance between them, walking right up to Derek to bury his face into his chest, nuzzling insistently then turning his face to pillow his cheek comfortably and closing his eyes, letting out a short sigh.
Derek is the who’s stunned for a moment before shaking himself and hugging his Omega tightly. He was so small and fragile but after what transpired today it was also undeniable just how strong and resilient his little Omega truly was.
The day wasn’t over and they had so much to do and so much to talk about but all of it could wait because right now all that mattered was the adorable Omega in his arms who required his touch and comfort.
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