Being a Alpha's mate.

First Let me Start by saying that these characters don't belong to me. But I wanted to write my very own fanfic about my favorite werewolf...... Derek Hale. My story might be rated R not for young reader's.

★★★ Chapter 1 ★★★  

Rebecca!

My name is Rebecca Morgan-Hale. Or at least I would have been a Hale. Let me start at the beginning. I am a werewolf I was born a werewolf. when I was fifteen I was marked by a young werewolf as his mate. He was the oldest male and was next in line to be the Alpha. His name is Derek Hale. He marked me as his mate. I was fifteen. He was seventeen almost eighteen. we were so young. We were in love with the idea of being in love. He marked me as his mate. We made love and became true mates. Then a fire broke out in the basement of the house. He got me out of the house. But he went back inside to try to save his family. I never saw him come back out. After the Hale house fire I left Beacon Hills. I'm living on my own. But every guy I've been interested in. Saw that I was claimed. wouldn't touch me. I tell them that my mate maybe dead but they still won't touch me. so I'm headed back to Beacon Hills to find out if any of the Hale's survived the fire.

I'm here at the Hale house. Or should I say What is left of it. I was standing there looking up at the house. When a young guy asked me. Can I help you are you looking for someone? I said from the looks of the house No one is home. Then the boy smiled and said. Yeah someone is home. Then he said. She's here to see the owner of the house. I heard someone growl behind me. I turned around to see those light green eyes of the same werewolf that marked me when I was fifteen. I don't think he recognized me. I looked at him and asked. Derek Hale? He said Yeah who's asking. I pulled the shoulder of my shirt down so that my mark was visible. Then I said your mate that's who. He looked down at my shoulder at his teeth marks. He looked in to my eyes. He then said with a scowl on his face. Becky I thought you were dead. I ran over to him and hugged him. Then I buried my face in his chest and said. Derek I saw you run back into this house. I thought you were dead too. Derek didn't say anything.

***Derek! ***

when I heard the motorcycle pulling into the drive way of the house. I could tell that the rider was a wolf. Not just any wolf but a female wolf. One I haven't smelled in fifteen years to be exact. my heart skipped a beat. She was alive. Becky and I were mates. we were destined to be together since before we were ever born. our parents wanted to joined the two packs. I fell in love with her the very first time I saw her. When she was twelve years old. I was fourteen almost fifteen. My dad told me to be patient. That she was too young to be marked. I told my dad that I wanted her right then. He said son your fourteen. She is too young wait three years. So I waited three whole agonizing years. On her fifteenth birthday. I couldn't wait any longer I marked her as my mate. Then the fire broke out in the basement. I thought I'd lost her forever. Then I turned to walk back to the house. she was standing there talking to Isaac. He was smiling. He saw me and said. She's looking for the owner of the house. I growled she turned to look at me. She is still so beautiful. Her hair is shorter than it was back then. And blonde. She dyed it. and her eyes are still that dark shade if brown. She asked. Derek Hale? I said Yeah. who's asking? She pulled down the shoulder of her shirt. There on her collar bone was the mark I made fifteen years ago. I said Becky I thought you were dead. Then she ran to me and hugged me. she buried her head in my chest. Then she said. Derek I saw you run back into this house. I thought you were dead too. I didn't say anything. I'm not one to say What I feel anymore. That Derek died fifteen years ago with my family.

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This is my very first fanfiction. I hope you like it. comment and let me know if you like it. and write and tell me What you would like to happen next.