To love a Werewolf

Chapter 2

{{So because I refuse to watch the third season of teen wolf I am coming up with my own third season thing, so if you dont like the fact that everything isnt going like the season then please stop reading}}

"Stilles wake up its time for you to explain like you promised me." Dad said from the doorway to my room looking rather anxious to be told what has been going on. I sat up and nodded my head to him and walked over to the window. “Scott come on in, I think it’ll be good if you call Derek here to” I called to him as he was sitting on my roof waiting for me to call him in. All the wolves took turns protecting me and Lydia after the wolf pack captured Erica and Boyd.

“Dude do we have to get Derek here?” Scott whined to me but with a hard stare he shut up and pulled out his phone and called Derek. “Derek pack mommy wants you to explain everything to his dad”. At the phrase pack mommy dad gave me a weird look and my cheeks started to heat up.

“God dammit Scott I thought I told you not to say that in front of other people!” I yelled to him as he got off the phone with Derek, me knowing that Derek would be here in less than twenty seconds Scott just looked at me and started to laugh. “Dude you’re the pack mother everyone knows it get over it and allow it to happen”. Was the only reply I got before Derek jumped through my window and wordlessly walks out the door followed by Scott. My dad gave me a confused look so I told him to follow that they would talk to him about it. He nodded his head and walked to the kitchen.

I lay back down on my bed hoping to get a little more sleep.

Three hours later I hear Scott talking to Derek.

“So know that Stiles dad knows what’s going on we have the police on our side.”  

“Yah that’ll take a lot of stress out of all of us even Stiles” Derek said with a soft note to his voice. I couldn’t help it I started laughing so much that my stomach hurt and I started to cry. Scott was looking at me like I had just been caught having sex with his mother. Derek was just looking at me with a slight amused smirk on his face.

“Oh Der-Bear I didn’t know you cared. Now let’s get the pack rounded up its time for training.” I said as I lifted myself up from the bed pulling on a new black shirt not bothering to take off the sweats since we were just training and these are really easy to clean. Derek nodded his head and Scott pulled out his phone and jumped through the window already making calls to everyone or sending a text I wasn’t paying attention.

I picked up my batt and walked down the stairs to find my dad standing there kind of just looking at the wall across from him in the kitchen. I felt a little bad at having not told him about anything for a really, really long time but it was better that way. At least at the beginning now the more everybody knows the more we can handle;

“Dad I know you don’t like the fact that I’m in this but I’m not exactly weak.” I closed my eyes and slowly lifted my hand and concentrated on the amount of inner power and strength I have then when I started to feel the little bubbly feeling rising from deep in my gut I opened my eyes to see my hand encased in bright red orange and yellow flames and to my dad’s surprised face. “Like I said dad. I am not helpless in this and those pups are like the big family I never had and they need me just as much as I need them;” I lowered my hand and let the flames disappear. I could see my dad shake his head yes to the unspoken question of could I continue to help them.

I smiled to him and threw him a necklace with the same tattoo on Derek’s back. “That will protect you and hide you from any supernatural creatures. It will make it to where no matter what situation you are in they will not be able to tell if you are anything special to us. Keep yourself safe and get a hold of Chris Argent for the bullets and things that you will need.” I kissed his forehead and ran out of the house jumping into my jeep already seeing that Derek had gotten in the passenger seat.

“Let’s go Sourwolf, it’ll set a bad example if mommy and daddy are late to their own training sessions;” I pulled out of the driveway with a smile on my face listening to Derek’s quiet throaty chuckle.