Book 1: My Teen Romance with Derek Hale (Teen Wolf Fan Fic)

Kristin: Morning visitor Part 2

“Now do you want to do this the easy way or hard way? Because I’m super pissed and you do not want to tempt me,” Julian took another step towards me but I was ready to strike as soon as he got close enough.
I stood still as Julian approached and I watched as he hissed and his four canine teeth grew thicker and sharper. He was definitely a werewolf and I gulped as he reached me and closed the gap between us in one step.
Without flinching I stabbed him in the right side of his chest and rushed out of the room as he yelped in pain. I knew he was going to heal, but I just had to buy enough time to get outside and then I would be fine.
I was going to run to a neighbour’s house and call Derek. There was no way I was calling my uncle the Sherriff. I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if he got hurt because of me. Stiles had already lost his mother, he couldn’t lose his father as well.
“That wasn’t very nice,” Julian growled.
I ran past the kitchen and through the lounge room ignoring the pain but I toppled to the ground before I could get to the front door. Julian was on top of me and I couldn’t move let alone push him off of me.
Why is he trying to infect me? I didn’t understand.
“Why are you doing this?” I screamed.
“Don’t worry. You’ll be thanking me in no time.”
Thanking him? Why will I be thanking him for this? I was either going to die or become a werewolf.
“Get off of my daughter,” I heard my mother growl as she barged through the front door and she literally sounded like an animal which is when I noticed her eyes were glowing a very bright yellow.
What the hell?
“I have to do something quickly first,” Julian replied.
I watched as my mother quickly shifted, showing off her sharp teeth and sharp looking claws. At least she wasn’t the ugly werewolf that belonged in one of those B-grade horror movies. She even had some big-ass side burns.
Oh my god!
My mother had ran and lunged at Julian just as quickly as she had shifted and they were fighting in the corner of the room- growling and snarling.
I quickly stood to my feet as Julian shifted into a wolf. His coat was more light brown than dark and I ran to the phone and dialled Derek’s number as my mother’s claws connected with Julian’s face and he yelped.
“He’s here,” I practically screamed into the phone and hated how much I sounded like a weak pathetic girl.
“Get somewhere safe now. I’ll be there real soon,” Derek growled and I hung up the phone, but I couldn’t leave. I had to stay in case he got the upper hand. I couldn’t let my mother die- I wouldn’t.
My mother and Julian looked to have a few cuts, and so far the score looked even. They were both snarling and staring at one another. It looked like they were waiting for the other to make the next move.
Julian shifted back to his human form and I had to avert my eyes because he was stark naked, “Enough! I’ll go and leave Kristin unharmed.” Julian’s cuts had already healed.
My mother must have been one tough wolf. Julian looked sinister and downright scary yet he was bowing out of the fight. I was kind of proud of my mother.
She still had her claws and teeth out and darted straight to me- taking a protective stance in front of me as Julian gathered his clothes and began to get dressed. She didn’t stop growling once and I had to hold back the smug smile I wanted to give Julian. I didn’t want to antagonise him in case he attacked my mother to get to me.
“I was going to change your life for the better,” Julian snapped at me before he started walking towards the door and my mother stayed in front of me, ready to pounce if he got to close.
I had only just learnt that werewolves existed, and then I found out my mother was one of them, and that Julian wanted to change my life for the better. It was all crazy besides how was dying or becoming a werewolf going to make my life better?
Is it really over? I wondered to myself as I watched him walk out the door and slam it behind him. My mother stiffened and waited a few seconds before she retracted her teeth and claws, and gave me a questioning look, as if she was wondering why I wasn’t screaming my lungs out.
“Kristin!” Derek barged through the front door and before I could even think my body had rushed towards him. I clung to him as if I was stuck in the middle of the ocean, and I couldn’t swim and Derek was the only thing stoping me from drowning.
“I told you to get somewhere safe,” Derek wrapped his arms around me and I felt completely safe like nothing or no one could hurt me as long as I stayed with Derek.
“He got away,” I heard Derek’s uncle speak as he stepped into the house.
“Well he won’t be back,” My mother spoke. I knew she hated the sight of me clinging to Derek but I didn’t care and I didn’t want to let go either.
“You look good,” I assumed Peter was complimenting my mother who was standing behind me as I buried my face in Derek’s chest, and he ran a hand through my curly dark hair in response. It was the most relaxing feeling ever and almost made me forget about what had just happened.
“Thank you, so do you,” I was almost tempted to pull away from Derek to see the glances Peter and my mother were sharing, but I decided it wasn’t important enough for me to remove myself from Derek.
“Honey I think we need to talk,” my mother was trying to get my attention and was failing miserably.
“We should let them talk,” Peter spoke to Derek next but I still didn’t let go, and I heard Derek chuckle.
“Kristin please?” My mother begged and I sighed in annoyance before I reluctantly pulled away from Derek who was smirking at me, and I couldn’t help but stare into his gorgeous green eyes.
I knew kissing him was going to piss off my mother but I didn’t care. If she was going to force me to talk to her than I was at least going to kiss Derek goodbye.
I stood on the tip of my toes and kissed his perfect lips. I expected it to only be a peck, but he gave me a little more and I took it before I finally pulled away as my mother cleared her throat.
“Teenagers right?” Peter chuckled and I saw a genuine smile surface on my mother’s face.
“You have no idea!” She almost chuckled.
“I’ll call you later,” Derek smiled before he followed Peter out the front door.
My mother had made us a hot drink and got out the choc chip cookies and had them sitting on the kitchen table between us. I had a feeling we were going to be chatting for a while which I wasn’t too excited about, although I did have a few questions to ask.
“So you’ve been a werewolf all this time? Is Grams a werewolf? Anyone else in the family I guess is the better question to ask?”
“Yes and your Grams is also a werewolf as was your grandfather . . . God rest his soul and my brother/your uncle Kyle but no one else in the family is a werewolf. My mother and father were a part of Talia Hale's pack."
“So dad doesn’t even know what you are? Why don’t you and Uncle Kyle talk anymore?” I believed my father had a right to know that she wasn’t entirely human, and I couldn’t believe she had kept that secret for so long or that she was still keeping it.
“No he doesn’t, and Kyle has always been jealous of my strength," My mother’s head hung in shame as she answered. At least she was feeling bad about it.
Serves you right. I kept my response to myself. I didn’t want her to stop answering my questions.
“Why not? I know about Derek being a werewolf and we’re fine,” I pointed out. In fact we were stronger than before.
“So that’s why you didn’t freak out. It’s complicated.”
“Typical, you start to actually treat me like an adult and then stop just because you don’t feel like answering my questions,” I snickered and rolled my eyes. It was always on her terms- always!
“Fine you know those scratch marks on your back?”
“Yeah,” I nodded before I nibbled on my biscuit dreading what she was about to say. I knew what was coming, and it made me wonder if I was a werewolf magnet or something.
“That was a werewolf, and your father saw it- even shot it as it was running away. That was the moment he decided to start hunting werewolves and it was also the moment I knew I could never tell him,” My mother looked devastated and torn in half.
“Wait dad is a werewolf hunter? How did I not know this? Is that why he took me shooting and to all those martial arts lessons?”I asked.
“Yes just like he did your brother.”
“Is Alex?” I knew I didn’t need to finish my sentence she knew what I was asking.
“Yes he hunts with your father which is the reason I left him. Hunting is all he cares about anymore and when he pulled Alex into it I couldn’t let him do the same to you or Belle.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing or that my mother was finally telling me the truth and treating me like an adult. It was almost more surreal than the existence of werewolves.
“Great so it’s my fault you left dad,” I felt guilty, but at the same time I didn’t because it wasn’t like I asked the werewolf to attack me all those years ago.
“No it’s not your fault, it’s his fault.”
“Why are you telling me this?” She had gone from telling me absolutely nothing to telling me everything. It was very strange especially since we were kind of bonding.
Is she finally going to stop treating me like a child? I wondered to myself.
“You wanted to be treated like an adult so that’s what I’m doing,” She replied as she dunked her biscuit into her coffee.
“You know Derek hasn’t hurt me once you’re worrying for no reason,” I figured since we were having an “adult” conversation that I could try and get her to realise that Derek wasn’t going to hurt me.
“But you do understand now don’t you? Why I was worried for your safety? Why I’m still worried for your safety?”
“I understand but you really don’t need to worry about me. Derek would never hurt me, not accidentally and definitely not on purpose,” I was going to keep seeing Derek no matter what she said but I still wanted her to understand that I was safe with him.
“I just can’t stand the thought of you getting hurt, any of you.”
I knew she was talking about all her children, about me, Alex and Belle.
“I know but I’m safe with Derek, and I want to go to the dance with him.” Even if she said no it wasn’t going to stop me, but I did want her support.
“I don’t know.”
“At least get to know him a little before you pass judgement,” I tried to negotiate.
“It’s not his personality I’m worried about Kristin. You don’t know how easy it is to shift without meaning to especially as a teenager while all your hormones are going crazy.”
“I’m just asking you to give him a chance. I really like him and it would be nice to have your support.”
My mother looked as though she was debating with herself as she held the half empty coffee cup between the palms of her hands. 
“Fine,” my mother nodded. “We’ll have dinner on Friday night. I don’t have the night shift,” She added and I couldn’t help but smile. There was no way my mother could hate Derek after getting to know him. He was more behaved than I was.
 
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