"The word," Derek says instantly, curling his arm protectively around the plate like someone might try to take it from him. The meat is delicious, and he can't identify all the spices but they're incredible. Eating this pie makes him feel relaxed, and a little like he wants to roll over and get a belly rub.

He looks up to give Bitty a wide, easy smile, licking sauce from his fangs before he digs in for another bite. He doesn't really stop until the slice is all gone, and then he gives the plate a sad little whine that he would probably be embarrassed about if he hadn't just eaten such delicious werewolf pie.