Okay but can we talk about this?
It’s been a long day. He’s been tortured and shot (with both bullets and arrows) and flung across rooms and through walls and he just discovered that his uncle lied to him. And not just the oh haha just kidding I’m not really comatose lie, but the big motherfucking oops I killed your sister on purpose lie.
He spent months visiting Peter, looking for direction, for a connection, for anything that could make burying Laura (twice) hurt a little less, and Peter, in his madness, betrayed his niece and nephew in the worst way. He literally ripped apart the only person Derek allowed himself to stay close to after the fire, and yet it still hurts him to do this. He knows how precious humanity is, how quickly it can disappear, how it can just get carried away like so much smoke in the wind.
The Argents think it’s some default setting that they were blessed with. That it’s just an attribute - human, like blonde or brunette, something they don’t have to work to maintain. But on that day alone, Chris Argent drove his SUV full speed at a sixteen-year-old boy, with no solid proof the boy was anything extraordinary. Allison helped capture someone she supposedly loves and a man she knows nothing about, even though she knew the best they could hope for at her aunt’s hands was more torture. And don’t even get me started on Kate. Kate with the smile that can light up a room while she talks about burning people alive.
And yet Derek Hale had to pause and brace himself before killing the mad bastard that murdered his sister.
This boy was born with a heart ten sizes too big, and he’s going to be a kickass Alpha.