My Puppies - Book One [Derek Hale]

Heart Monitor

'Hey, Chris. This is Henny. I'm not entirely sure why you gave me this number, but now you have mine.' Chris has yet to answer Henny's text and she can't really think about that right now, because Scott just called her and told her that Derek ambushed him in a parking lot.

So she calls her boyfriend while chilling on her bed. He picks up after a single ring. "Hey, Wolfie", Henny says in a sickly sweet tone. "You're about to shout at me for the parking garage, aren't you?", he winces. "Listen, Derek. I adore you. But you seriously have to rethink your teaching methods. I'm a Coach, I could teach you a few tricks." He chuckles. "You adore me, huh?" Of course that's the part he picked up on. "Maybe I do", Henny admits. "Well, maybe I adore you too", Derek responds. Then Henny hears a tap on the window. "And maybe you should let me in", Derek muses.

Henny opens the window for her boyfriend and immediately finds herself in his arms. He gently pushes their lips together and just rests there for a moment. Then he starts to move against Henny with passion, which she readily reciprocates. When Derek slides his tongue over her bottom lip, she opens up and makes him fight for dominance for a moment, but quickly gives in.

After a few minutes, the kiss travels to the bed, where Derek hovers over Henny. He slowly trails his lips down to her neck and caresses the skin. "Can I mark you?", he asks huskily. Henny nods and he starts nibbling and sucking on the skin. When Derek gets to a particular spot on Henny's throat, she lets out a loud moan. She weaves her fingers through Derek's hair and pulls him back up to meet her lips.

Henny flips the two of them over and straddles Derek's waist before lifting her top over her head. The werewolf takes in her toned torso with admiration. All that training does her a world of good as it turns out. Then he notices a tattoo that adorns the side of Henny's ribcage. It shows two sets of runes over roman numerals that make up a date. "Your parents?", Derek asks carefully. Henny nods. Derek leans up to wrap his arms around her waist and pepper kisses onto her chest. The night goes just as one would expect. Derek makes sure to worship every part of Henny's body and she repays the favor. To sum it up, their first time together is perfect.

Derek invites Henny along for Scott's next training session. He was cornered outside of Allison's house by the Alpha. Which reminds Henny the she still hasn't read Chris' response to her text. It can wait until after dealing with her puppy. Which reminds her of Isaac. She has lunch with him almost every day now and they meet once every weekend to study. Then there's Noah who asked Henny to swing by the police station soon because he wants to talk to her. Henny concludes that she has too many guys in her life. Then again, she is a Lacrosse Coach. She pretty much chose to be surrounded by guys.

Either way, her and Derek are sat in the dark corner of Scott's room and watch as he storms in and locks the window. He only notices the two when he turns on the light. Henny is sat on Derek's lap with a smirk while the werewolf just stares at Scott with a blank expression. "You seriously need to stop doing that", Scott complains after getting over the shock.

"So, what happened? Did he talk to you?", Derek wants to know. "Yeah, we had a nice conversation about the weather", Scott sasses. "No, he didn't talk." Derek groans. "Well, did you get anything off of him? An impression?" Scott shakes his head in confusion. "What do you mean?" Henny gets up and walks over to the boy. "Remember your other senses are heightened. Communication doesn't have to be spoken. What kind of feeling did you get from him?"

The teen wolf thinks for a moment. "Anger", he then says with certainty. "Focused on you?", Derek prods. "No, not me. But if was definitely anger. I could feel it. Especially when he drew the spiral." Derek and Henny share a look. "Wait the what?", Henny asks while Derek blurts out, "What did you just say?" Scott stutters, "He drew this spiral on the window of my car. In the condensation, you know." The couple share another look. "What?", Scott inquires. "You have this look like you know what it means." "No, it's nothing", Derek states. When Scott looks to Henny for help, she shakes her head. "It's not my place to tell. And honestly, you probably don't want to know." With that, they leave.

'How do you feel about learning how to shoot a moving target?' That's what Chris answered. 'I'm not opposed to it. Are you offering to teach me?' Henny taps her thigh while waiting for a response. 'I'm offering to teach you a lot more than just how to shoot a gun. In return I want you to keep an eye on Allison. Just to make sure that she's safe.' Henny takes a deep breath. So that's what it's all about. Mention to a hunter that you can handle a gun and he will try to turn you into one.

Henny discusses the situation with Derek and they both agree that she will at least meet with Chris and get a grasp on what he might know. And if training with him is risk free, it might come in handy. Not only can Chris teach Henny how to handle weapons, through him she can also get a read on how the hunters fight. So she texts Chris back. 'Sounds like a fair deal. Just name the time and place.'

The next day, after school, Henny makes her way to the location Chris sent her. It's an abandoned shooting range just outside of Beacon Hills. Definitely the perfect place to train. The walls are soundproofed and there is plenty of space. Henny looks around and nods in approval. "Yeah, this will work." They both take off their jackets and are left in athletic wear. Henny chose to wear a loose tank top over her sports bra and a pair of leggings while Chris is dressed in sweat pants and a tight T-shirt that shows off his muscled physique. Yup, definitely a well trained man.

"So, what exactly are you going to teach me?", Henny inquires. Chris lifts a bag onto a table and starts to lay out its contents. Three different guns lay next to an array of knives and lastly a crossbow. "I will teach you how to use all of these and the fine art of hand to hand combat. So, you in?" Henny is about to nod, but then holds up a hand. "One more thing. Who exactly does Allison have to be safe from? Should I expect trouble?" Chris shakes his head. "I don't really think anyone would come after her. But I'm an arms dealer. You never know who might be interested in having some leverage. Really, you looking out for Allison is just some peace of mind for me. It's unlikely you will be put in any danger by doing this."

The lie passes through his lips with no hesitation. Though he does look a little hesitant to actually entrust Henny with the job. She grabs the smallest of the three guns, points it down the range and clicks the safety off. Then she turns around and sends Chris a smile. "Let's do this."

Chris seems to be quite impressed with Henny's marksmanship and they quickly move on to knives. It feels odd at first to throw a knife at a wall. The first few tries don't even penetrate the wood deep enough to stick. When she finally gets the hang of that problem, Henny is still way off the target. Before she can retrieve the knives and try again, Chris grabs her arm. "I think that's enough throwing for one day. We'll get right back to that next time. For now I want to see you fight. You have exceptional muscle definition, so I think you will be great at this."

Four hours after she arrived, Henny stands panting, with her hands on her knees. "Chris, you just proved to me that age is really just a number. Holy shit, how are you not dying right now?" He laughs and hands Henny a water bottle. "Well, I did make you do most of the work. And I can now say with confidence that I was right. You are an amazingly talented fighter. You don't have the skills yet, but you have the makings for a warrior." Henny huffs out a laugh. "You flatter me, Chris. Do we have anything else on the list for today?" He shakes his head. "Victoria expects me home for dinner, so we are done for today. I'll text you with a time for our next training, alright?" Henny finds herself genuinely excited to learn more.