🐺 The True Alpha and the Huntress 🏹

Wolf Moon Part 1

Author's Note: I do not own Teen Wolf's Content or any of its Characters as they all belong to their respective owners. Original Plot, Original Ideas, and OC belong to me.

"Okay, you've got this. First day at school." Artemis told herself. Deep breaths girl. She's got this. Artemis remained seated in her car out by the parking lot of Beacon Hills High where several students were flooding all over the place, ready for the first day of school.

Her hands wobble and heart races. Okay, not the best feeling in the world to have right now, considering she's usually the confident girl, but under these circumstances, not so much as she is taking a huge risk.

Artemis is not one of those students that start on the first day of school and get the butterflies as she has gone pass that since two years ago when she had finished high school. Artemis is currently twenty years old, so still young but mature than anyone save for the Seniors.

It was her occupation that has her nervous. Artemis was going undercover at Beacon High, posing as an English teacher! Technically she is of the legal age to teach a class, depending in some states, although the though of standing in front of a classroom full students that gossip behind your back and practically being a parent at watching a real parent's kid is overwhelming.

Maybe it wasn't that so bad. Besides, she needed to blend in somehow and who would ever suspect a teacher of being a werewolf?

Artemis steps out of her car with her purse and business bag containing her folders and documents. She observes the students enter the school entrance and decides to suck it up and smack herself in the face, which she does so.

"Ow! Too much strength," she pouted, rubbing her cheek. Artemis heads towards the entrance and noticed several young boys eyeing her. Artemis rolls her eyes as she can smell the high levels of hormones reeking from them, their stupid toothy grins and perverted eyes as they got a good look at her exposed legs for she wore a pencil skirt.

God, teenagers. She remembered how it was like back in her high school years in Beacon High. Yeah, six years ago she had attended Beacon Hills High and graduated, then she left. The times of boys making their cat whistles or trying to be her lab partner isn't something Artemis missed.

Besides, they weren't even her type, literally, for she is different then most girls besides being a werewolf. She had a 'special' something hidden in the skirt she wore and it was nothing for her to be ashamed of as she was proud for who she is. Still didn't stop the creepy flirting, even though they didn't know that 'special' something of hers.

Can you blame them?

Artemis is a young beautiful woman with dark brown shoulder length hair, dazzling hazel-colored eyes that sometimes often in the light appear as green, fair skin and a little makeup, not that she needed it. Her clothes consist of white blouse, dark pencil skirt, and black heels. Artemis carried herself with confidence as she headed to the school office to meet up with the vice principal as she had to introduce herself before going to her first class.

Knocking on the door, she poked her head to find the vice principal going about her usual business, whatever that is.

"Hi, Artemis Regina." She introduced herself.

"Ah, you must be the new teacher. I'd ask you to take a seat but I believe your first class will begin shortly. Let me give you the attendance sheet and I will let you be on your way," As she search through her files for the attendance sheet, she made conversation. "So how do you like Beacon Hills so far?"

Artemis shrugged. "Nice so far. I see this place hasn't changed a bit since I last been here."

"Oh? You went taught or attended here before? Here we go," finding what she was looking for, the vice principal hands Artemis her attendance sheet. "There."