Jul 12, 2013
I've been reading The Hour of the Wolf by Suaine today (refreshing tumblr between scenes, like you do) and I just got to this line:
He considered ignoring him altogether, but Stiles had piqued his curiosity just enough that staying in the car would be torturous speculation. Maybe the bag was full of cookies. They could be walnut-raisin or chocolate chip or peanut butter, they could be anything!
“I'm doing this for the cookies,” Derek said to the steering wheel.
Guys.
GUYS.
Derookie has been with us all along.