
Candle Light, not actually a request as such but derekleftstilesforme requested that I write Dallison with Derek giving Allison a ring and then knotting. The prompt was a little more complicated, but that’s all in here.
Rated Explicit.
I sure can! I’ll go Dallison video clip hunting when I get hime
You know how easily inspired I am…so here goes!
Allison was first to notice it, her Alpha’s obsession. She pointed it out to the others, tried to show them what was happening but Lydia was too busy with Derek’s credit card and Erica with bouncing on his cock with her stupid boobs to see what Allison so clearly showed them. He was always there, always talking a mile a minute to Derek, always getting his attention, attention that the girls should have had. Derek was their Alpha, and Allison knew all three of them had worked hard to get into his little Harem, promising to give him a large litter of cubs, but this boy, this idiot came along and Derek was smiling at him, laughing with him, and seriously, they’d never made him laugh.
It hurt, it hurt a lot. Erica was first to notice when she pressed her body against Derek’s and all he gave her was a brief brush of the lips before he was striding away towards Scott and Stiles. Scott was Derek’s best friend, but apparently Stiles was this crazy wolf who had popped into their lives one day while Scott hunted in the woods. He brought Stiles home and boy did he have attitude. He stood up to Derek, challenged him at every turn and Derek started to respect him. Respect the challenges. Erica turned confused eyes to Allison and Allison gave her that ‘I told you so’ look she was so fond of.
Erica pouted and flaunted off to punish Derek financially, but Allison knew that would never be enough, they needed to get rid of Stiles once and for all, or they’d lose Derek. Oh they wouldn’t lose his attention, they were still his Harem, and he would breed them, but Stiles would be his Alpha Female, not one of them, and Allison wanted that so bad. It’s what she’d been trained for all her life, her mother was an Alpha female and there was no way Allison would settle for any less.
She befriended him, tried to lure him away with other boys, Isaac, Jackson, Boyd, all presented across the front of him, all chased away by Derek. Derek, who was besotted with Stiles, who held him close and whispered things that Allison and her wolf couldn’t hear, that Lydia couldn’t be bothered with, that Erica didn’t particularly want, and so it came down to Allison versus Stiles.
She gave in, early one morning, busy fretting over what to do, and called her Aunt.
‘Sweetie he’ll have to die. That’s what I had to do to get Peter.’ Kate whispered over the telephone. Allison thought it was useless that Kate was whispering, because Peter knew Kate had killed her rivals, and that was why Peter finally took her as his Alpha Female. Allison was nothing like Kate, despite her desire to be the best, to be Derek’s Alpha Female she didn’t want to kill to take that position. And Derek was different from Peter, a murderer wouldn’t enthral him. What Derek wanted deep down was someone who made him laugh.
Allison could give up, could move away. Sometimes Scott looked like he wanted his own pack, but most times he was happy hanging with Derek, hunting with him, and living in their society, so Allison bit her lip and got on with it. She tried to be the best damn lover Derek had, made his favourite foods, and was as attentive as possible.
In the end it didn’t work, because why was Stiles at the table while Derek discussed training of new cubs, why was Stiles there with his plans and his ideas? Allison had no clue, until he moved, leaning over the table, his arms flying everywhere to describe his words. Allison didn’t hear him because Derek’s scent was flung at her. It was all over Stiles. Derek had marked and claimed Stiles recently and there was nothing Allison could do but grin and bear it, put up with their relationship and hope against hope that the cub growing in her belly was enough to keep Derek’s attention. She was carrying his first born after all.
As Derek laughed at Stiles, the idiot making stupid jokes in the middle of a serious meeting, Allison couldn’t help but drop her hand to her belly and hope her mother never found out what a disappointment Allison was, trapped here now with Derek forever because she was pregnant but not Alpha Female. She couldn’t help but smile when Derek rested his arm along the back of her chair, when she lifted her eyes and caught Stiles watching them happily, a smile tugging on his lips, aimed at her.
She wasn’t supposed to fall in love with her Alpha that never worked out. Love was a useless emotion her mother always said, but when Derek’s thumb rubbed up her back and Stiles’s face light up when Derek announced the pregnancy, Allison thought that maybe, just maybe, it would all work out ok.
If shipping them is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
If shipping them is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
I’ve started to dislike Allison because she can’t kill my Derek…so this happened and now, for the weekend at least, she’s alright in my books. As long as I don’t see any trailers or gif sets or anything…
‘Allison! It wasn’t me.’ Derek said slamming her hard against the wall, his fingers in a vice grip around her upper arms. Allison’s lip trembled, her eyes filled with tears as she looked into his face. ‘It wasn’t me.’ He repeated softer this time.