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                  _{“You’re being dramatic, again.” Huffed with an eye roll, bag of takeout placed on the coffee table of the loft. “Really need to stop leaving uncle Peter to look after you. You’re taking up after him already.”}

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Her eyes remained glued on the outside world, watching for signs or landmarks she might have noticed from previous trips out of the area. “I know there are other ways to get places, but I think you’re wrong about which way is faster…” She’d gone out looking for different things for Satomi before, but had always taken the same path. “And when your way takes four times longer, you’re gonna hear it.” The words would have held more weight if she hadn’t broken into the smallest of smiles as the beta sank back into her seat. “And your car smells.” Not that leather was ever a bad smell. “You should get one of those little trees.” 

                  _{A breath is held for a beat or two as the vehicle continues on and takes the next turn, Derek trying to steel himself from pushing the beta out of his camaro. “Alright, little miss know it all.” Muttered under the wolf’s breath but he doesn’t turn the car around. In fact, he thinks about taking a detour that will purposefully take longer just to prove a point that she doesn’t need to tell him where to go – but that leaves him in the car with her too much longer. “It takes half the time and we avoid other cars, don’t start.” Griped with a side glare that holds very little heat before eyes are back on the road again. Then – Derek’s nose scrunches up slightly and his head shakes. “No, those things smell too artificial. Might as well put a real tree in here if you want something that smells better than leather interior. The window works, by the way.” Though he doesn’t stop to let her do anything, button already pushed to automatically bring the window down and cool night air in.}

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“I think you stress yourself out more than the other Masters do, honestly… It’s like when something big’s about to happen, so you psych yourself up for it, and it almost becomes a disappointment when it hits…” The wolf shrugged. “I could help you get rid of some of that tension if you’d like me to, Sir.” Coming to terms with the hand she’d finally realized she’d been dealt had been hard, but that didn’t mean she had to throw away what she’d learned while with her real pack. 

                  _{The wolf wants to bark about how no one fucking asked her but nothing comes out. Just a furrow of brows accompanied by an agitated glare. The beta wears on Hale’s nerves far too often these days and he can’t do anything about it with his psychotic fox companion so far into his own rabbit hole. “Stiles wouldn’t let me even if I asked nicely and gave him a bleeding present.” Derek’s form of tension relief is often beating up on the slaves around Chains – a reason he doesn’t bother owning one for himself. What would be the point? Breaking public property is much more enjoyable than something he owned for himself. He’s already been down that path – some of the filth ending up dead or put back entirely. “It’s bad enough I have to look at you all the day time now.” Gruffly snapped before Hale settles back into his desk chair, fingertips shifting papers around to look through. “Could put that mouth to better use than letting you talk, so distracting.” He’s still complaining though more so under his breath as something is scribbled down in the margin of a notebook. “You’d think your daddy would be upset if I took out your teeth? I’ll keep your tongue – I’m sure he’d get mad if I didn’t.”}

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                      _{❝I just don’t like other people touching my things.❞}

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The beta returned the huff in the most teasing way she could manage. “Okay, then don’t miss the turn next time, and I’ll leave you alone while you’re driving.” She reached forward instead, toying with the volume, then changed the station on the radio. “You missed it already, by the way… I think I should know how to get there by now.”

                 _{Eyes squint but it isn’t at a sign, it’s towards Lori – even if she can’t see it. “I didn’t miss anything. You think there’s only one way to get somewhere?” Another huff. This was almost worse than driving with Stiles in the car – expect all he did was ask repeatedly if he could be the one behind the wheel. “Clearly you think one way, this way is faster.”}

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                  _{Huff resounds but the wolf knows the beta is just trying to be of good use. “I know where the turn is, Lori. Please – no passenger seat drivers.” Griped a touch with gravel in his throat but it’s far more civil than it would have been if directed towards anyone else.}

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“What happened to your pack?” The topic had become more important than usual since a certain painful conversation with another so-called Alpha – once she felt definitely didn’t deserve such a title with the way he acted and treated others. “I mean… If you don’t mind me asking, Sir… I just never see you around one, unless you count the Council members or my Daddy. You are an Alpha, aren’t you?”

                 _{Teeth clench at the question, agitation rolling through the wolf so easily. Growl is close to the surface but Derek refrains – she’s just curious. He brushed it off long ago when he dropped her off at … daddy’s as she likes to call the psychotic fox. “I have a pack.” Let out tightly as Hale moves from his desk and towards a large bookshelf. Shoulders are just as tense as the rest of him as the memory of the fire burns through the wolf’s brain. Light shake and he makes as if he’s looking for something. “Some Council member croaked and I got his betas, guess you can count your master but he doesn’t like the idea of beta.” Throat clears, upper lip twitching slightly. “The one pack before them, before I was even here – was family and we’re not going to talk about it.” That’s the most Derek has ever divulged to a slave, the feeling strange on his tongue – close to bitter in a sense. “I know you’ve been wondering about your own and if you’ll ever seem them again. You won’t – stop dreaming, kid.”}

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What made her feel even less at ease was the thankfulness that hit her the moment the name had been given. There was no way she should have been happy to be a claimed piece of property. It didn’t make sense to her in the least. At least within the slave house, she had somewhat control over what she did, due to having to listen to multiple people at once. Though, going home with one for more than an hour would have been taking on a brand new perspective – especially one that seemed to have connected with her and cared in the way the fox had. Following, she shoved her hands into her pockets, and only stopped once. “You don’t really break bones to make a point, do you?” The blonde asked, head cocked as bright eyes stared up at the Master. “Don’t you think that’s a little harsh, Sir?”

                 ^{Derek’s brow rose at the question after a few passing moments. Sweet little innocent beta – no wonder Stilinski scooped her up. Seems right down his alley to wreck the sweet ones. The alpha stared for a second or two before lips parted and he grunts out a laugh. “If slaves would learn their place for once, there wouldn’t be need for harsh punishments. Be happy your not being paraded home in a collar and tugged along by a leash.” Hale laughed plenty watching it happen to the blond brat he’d burnt up a couple days ago – what a sight that was. “Keep up, I’ve got shit to do, beta.” And with that, Derek keeps on in almost a rushed manner to get the other wolf out of his hair as soon as possibly.}

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Blue eyes lifted slowly toward the voice, and she quickly lifted a hand to push her hair back behind her ear. Claimed? Something about the term made her nervous. She hadn’t been there for long, didn’t know people well, hadn’t thought she’d ever want to be claimed at all. All she could hope was that her new ‘Master’ (or Mistress) wasn’t the type to share well. Cautiously, she offered her hand so he could check her information or whatever else he had to do involving the chip they’d implanted. “Can I ask by who, Sir?” Lori had been careful to remember the title. There were few she’d even allowed herself to speak English to – most of them getting nothing more than an apology and a lie in Japanese, stating that she couldn’t understand them. Though, when things were as important as being ‘claimed,’ she figured it was best to be honest.

            ^{This is really what Derek gets for taking over for a master in the slave house on short notice – grunt work. But it keeps him busy and in better sights of viewing the happenings of Chains. The beta moves with obedience, at least he didn’t have to harm her to get it. Hale scans the chip easily and looks over the information, eyes darting from one line to the next. Everything was in order, updated with her master’s name and all. “Master Stilinski.” Gruffly stated as he lets go of her hand with almost a shove but it’s obvious that Derek regards weres in better standing than most, slave or master – he is strangle gentle still. “Follow me, I’ll escort you to your new residency and don’t get any bright ideas about running. I’m bored of breaking legs today.”}