«Teen Wolf». Imagines & One Shots

Imagine that you were Cora Hale's inlover. *** Derek found his little sister unconscious in the woods, so he took her to the hospital. They watched her there for several days, bandaged her head, as she had a bruise, and discharged her home. Derek took Cora to the loft and he just had to wait for her to wake up, because no one gave him any guarantees.

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The whole pack of McCall and Hale himself were in his loft. They were very worried about Cora, so when they heard how the girl breathed a little differently, everyone immediately started up.   "Where is she? Where is Y/N?" as soon as she came to her senses, Cora began to ask. "Who is Y/N?" Stiles asked immediately. "She's... my girlfriend. Almost," Cora clarified, seeing Stiles' eyes pop out on his forehead. "Almost my girlfriend" sounds strange, don't you think?" Scott asked, smiling softly and not hiding the anxiety in his eyes. "Okay, I almost suggested dating her if it wasn't for the hunters," Cora replied grimly. "Go on," Scott shook his head. "I think they were following me. I could smell them even before that. They... they shot at me and she screamed… She's human, she should be fine," a pleading note slipped into her voice, "please find her. I can't lose her either.…" "I can ask my father to check if someone like her has disappeared," Stiles said again. "What is her name and what does she look like?" "Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N," the younger Hale said clearly, "MONTH/DAY/YEAR of birth. Y/H/C color, Y/E/C eyes," she thought for a couple of seconds, "she has a small mole on her right collarbone," she pointed at herself, right in the middle of the right collarbone, right here. I don't think it will help, but..." she sighed heavily, "it was worth a try. Derek took Cora's hand. "Relax, please," he said softly, "I know you're hurting, so let me help." Please," he repeated again. "You can't stand this pain," Cora said just as quietly, looking at her brother attentively, "but if you want to..." she still saw something in his eyes, because of which she exhaled, tried to relax to help Derek as much as possible, and then squeezed his hand. As Derek began to take away her pain, his eyes lit up red and then blue. He growled with all his might, and then tried to clench his teeth, but could not, as he involuntarily turned. His sister's pain flowed through his veins in black rivulets, but he endured it for her sake, because he understood that Cora was suffering much more than he was now. "Thank you for trying," Cora said softly when he stopped squeezing her hand and sighed heavily. "What can I do for you? Derek gave his sister a worried look. "I just need to find Y/N," she shook her head and looked at Stiles, who was on the phone with his father. "Then I'll sit with you for a while, if you don't mind," Derek nodded. "Of course, sit down, I'm not forbidding you," Cora waved at the chair on which he was sitting and smiled. They were waiting for news.