Stiles pressed his cheek and face against Derek's side and sur. The wolf smelled like Derek but also had a touch of wildness to it. Derek's presence was calming Stiles down because the teen had been so angry with Derek the past few days but here he was snuggling the wolf.
"I'm sorry if I wasn't the kind of person you wanted as a mate," Stiles said softly as he stroked Derek's fur. "I never knew that this could even happen. You probably want to start a family and grow your pack and now it is either me or nothing. I'm sorry."