Satan in a V-neck

05

"WHAT THE HELL DID I JUST WITNESS!"

Ember stiffened and Peter felt it and pressed a kiss on her head. She turned to him, questioningly but he didn't answer. It was going to take too long so he gripped her hand and gently pulled her to the couch.

He sat down and gestured for Derek to do the same.

His nephew did as Peter pulled Ember down.

"Oomph," Ember expressed as she landed in his lap. Derek laughed as Peter shifted her on his lap.

For a second they were all laughing as a family, forgetting the teens.

Suddenly, a blue eyed werewolf moved forward with curly blond hair.

"Hi, I'm Isaac," he said, holding a hand out to the girl as a greeting.

She was confused at first but beamed at him as she shook his hand. She turned to the Hale men, "I like him."

There was silence before quieter laughter filled the room for a second before she introduced herself. "I'm Ember Hestia. Nice to meet you Isaac."

Isaac grinned and moved to sit in a seat next to them, excited to meet the girl that made Peter seem human and made Derek laugh more than he'd ever heard in all of the time he knew him.

"Allison Argent," the raven haired girl greeted hesitantly, knowing her family was famous as hunters. Instead though, the girl smiled and nodded her head to the huntress.

"Lydia Martin," the strawberry blond said.

Ember moved her attention to the two other boys.

"Stiles Stilinski," the one that had yelled earlier said, ringing his hands in nervousness.

"Scott McCall," the last one said.

"Melissa McCall's son?" Ember asked, her eyes lighting up once more. 

"How did you-"

"She took care of Peter when he was at the hospital. I met her when I visited."

"Cool," Stiles responded awkwardly for his brother. He was nodding and rocking back and forth on his feet, not sure what to do.

For a second, Ember's eyes glowed orange as she looked around the room to see their status.

Lydia: banshee.

Allison: huntress.

Stiles: human/undiscovered spark.

Scott: undiscovered true alpha.

Isaac: beta werewolf.

She blinked and saw their ties to one another. She immediately noticed Derek and Isaac's pack bond.

Another blink made her eyes stop glowing and she relaxed in Peter's grip.

"So, what's up?" she asked causally causing the other Hale's to burst into laughter once more. It was so her. Whenever it would be tense in the Hale house, she would break it so casually that it often got varied reactions. They missed her so much that they couldn't help but laugh. The teens looked at them like they were crazy and Ember realized that they probably didn't laugh as much as before.

As soon as she felt Peter's laughter die down she looked up at him.

"What sweetie?"

Ember shook her head, "I'm older than you yet you treat me like a child."

"I don't-" Peter was cutoff by a cough from his nephew. All heads turned to him as he pointed his grip on his mate and Peter rolled his eyes once more. "Whatever."