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

Kristin: Meeting the family

I had been having the same dream for the past five nights although it had changed slightly. It wasn’t my Grams lying in pieces, it was another woman and man, and Belle didn’t have her throat slit, instead it was a young boy who looked to be a year or two younger than Belle. The house also changed. It was much older, and rickety as well as very noisy. The pipes in the walls groaned and I could hear possums in the roof. Even the floor creaked beneath my feet with each step I took.
It felt so real like I was reliving a memory and I didn’t understand why I was having the dream/nightmare. It ended the same with Julian making an appearance although he didn’t hurt me. Julian just looked down at the young boy’s body with a sinister smile on his face, like he was pleased with his work. No matter how loud I yelled at him he never looked at me. It was like I was invisible.
“You ready for this?” Derek asked.
We were sitting in the Hale family car in front of his house although I wasn’t worried about meeting more of his family. I had already met a few of them and they were nice, besides how could they not like me?
“More than ready,” I smiled and kissed Derek’s before I pulled away and got out of the car. Just being with Derek helped me forget about the horrible and surreal dream and he helped keep my mind off of my Gram’s betrayal. It had been six days, but it only felt like I had found out the news an hour ago.
As I pushed the bad memories away I practically skipped to the other side of the car where Derek was waiting and I grabbed his hand and let him lead me into his house. The last time I had been in his lounge room was just after the attack where Julian had scratched me. Luckily the claws didn’t go deep enough to infect me. It’s also where I found out that Derek was a werewolf, and it almost felt like a distant memory although it had only been over a week ago.
“Come sit in the lounge room,” Derek spoke. We walked up the concrete steps, through the front door, and to the right.
I hadn’t noticed how much of an antique feel the room had. Of course I was preoccupied with the fact that I had just been attacked. I hadn’t noticed the couch was shaped in the letter L and looked to seat 12 people. I also hadn’t noticed the huge red brick fire place which had a thick and sturdy shelf that sat above the fire pit. The television sat in the middle of the shelf.
The walls were wooden and looked to be very old along with the rectangle wooden coffee table which sat between the fire place and the couch. The flooring even matched the walls although it looked worn as if many generations had lived in the house.
Talia was standing by the fire place with a man that looked to be about the same age, and I gathered it was Derek’s father. He had the same dark hair as well as the slight olive complexion and stunning green eyes.
“It’s so nice to finally meet you I’m Robert- Derek’s father,” Robert extended his hand and I shook it in return.
“It’s so lovely to see you again,” Talia smiled before she swept me up in a hug.
“Same to you,” I replied as she let me go and took a small step back towards Robert.
“Don’t forget about me,” I heard Penny and watched as she began to walk into the lounge with a huge smile on her face.
“Like that’s even possible mother,” Robert smiled before he grabbed Talia’s hand and left the room.
“Well don’t you look precious,” Penny smiled before she wrapped her arms around me like a vice and gave me a bear hug.
“Thanks?” I managed to choke out as she gave me one last squeeze before letting me go.
For the next twenty minutes I met the rest of his family which included Derek’s younger sister Cora, uncle Aaron and his wife Victoria, and their four year old son Beau. Derek had told me that more of his family was coming to the reunion in a few days which included his aunt Samantha and her two daughters Abby and Amelia. I had already met Laura and Peter. They said a quicl hello before they moved onto packing for the camping trip.
“Aeroplane!” Beau jumped up and down on the spot as Cora rolled her eyes.
Derek smirked before he lifted Beau in his arms, and I swear if I didn’t know any better I would have sworn Beau was Derek’s child because of his dark hair, olive complexion and green eyes that matched Derek’s identically.
“I don’t know. Have you been good?” Derek asked as he continued to hold Beau in his arms.
“The best,” Beau shouted excitedly and that was when Derek started to move Beau around the room like an aeroplane. I couldn’t help but laugh. I was still getting used to the fact that Derek liked kids, and had the tolerance for them.
After a few more laps around the room Cora and Beau left to go play upstairs leaving me and Derek alone.
“That was a lot of people,” I smirked. Beau was adorable and I could already tell that Cora was going to be a knock out when got to her teens. She was going to look like her mother with the dark hair and beautiful brown eyes.
“Welcome to my life,” Derek chuckled as my eyes focused on a picture which was sitting beside the television. It was of Talia and Robert. They looked so young and happy, and very beautiful.
“That was taken a few weeks after I was born,” Derek followed my gaze and I stepped closer to get a better look.
“Isn’t it weird that our parents had lives before we were born? I can’t even imagine my mother as a teenager,” I couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought.
“Very weird,” Derek agreed as he grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me closer towards him. I felt my heart skip a beat in anticipation of his lips again mine.
His face inched closer to mine and I could feel his hot breath against my face. I didn’t care that there were werewolves in the house that could hear us, all I cared about was getting my kiss.
“We’re heading out now,” I heard Tina’s voice and I couldn’t help but sigh in frustration. She had done that on purpose.
“Come on it is camping time,” Derek smiled and grabbed my hand as Tina stared at us from the doorway.
“Okay,” I forced a smile although I hated Tina and I didn’t want to go camping with her, but I was looking forward to reminding her that Derek was with me and not her.
It didn’t take us very long to set up the tents and the camping ground. Within the hour the tents were up, along with the chairs which sat around the fire and kept the two large logs company. The fire pit was also built and the fire was crackling. Everything would’ve been perfect if it wasn’t for Tina’s presence. What made it was worse was the fact that I had to share a tent with Tina. Thankfully Laura was also bunking with us. I liked Laura and I knew she would make sure Tina kept her claws to herself. The girls had one tent while the guys had the other.
“I’m sorry that you have to share a tent with Tina. I thought I could have talked Peter into letting you bunk with me but he’s being stubborn,” Derek apologised as we sat by the fire on one of the logs.
It was night time and the dark woods surrounded us although I wasn’t scared. I was never scared when I went camping which was surprising considering how many horror movies I had watched.
The fire continued to crackle as Peter threw a few more thick branches on it and I couldn’t help but smile as Tina scowled when Derek put his arm around my shoulders. Tina hadn’t spoken to me at all and when we were setting up the tents she kept asking for Derek to help her although Tane would instead; it was hilarious watching her face turn from hopeful to disappointed and I had to stop myself from laughing at her.
“Who wants to hear a scary story?” Peter asked.
Tane and Laura were sitting beside each other on one of the logs while Peter and Tina sat in the two chairs.
“Oh come on you tell the same story every time,” Laura teased.
“Well Kristin hasn’t heard it yet,” Peter looked at me and I just nodded for him to go ahead with the story.
“Okay,” I smiled I loved scary stories. I used to watch Are you afraid of the dark? All the time. It was my favourite television show growing up and I even watched the re-runs.
“Well there was this lone wolf that had turned his back on society. He spent all day and night in the woods,” Peter started.
“That would be boring,” Tina commented although everyone just ignored her and continued to look at Peter.
“He didn’t feel like he could live with humans anymore. He had been run out of every town that he migrated to and he had finally given up on trying to fit in. He knew there was no use,” Peter leaned forward and leaned his elbows on his knees.
“He became very angry and bitter and his humanity started to disappear more with each day and was replaced with his wolf instincts. He was no longer human. He hunted his food and even began to attack humans who invaded his territory.”
“Sounds like they deserved it,” Tina was looking straight at Derek although he ignored her and I rested my head against his chest. Sure enough Tina glared at me with pure hatred and I couldn’t help but smirk.
“As the years passed he became more sinister, and he began to prey on campers. He would search for them, hunt them and kill them and sometimes he would even torture them,” Peter continued to tell his story and it was giving me goose bumps.
“He would take his time though, and would start by tearing at their ankles making sure they couldn’t run away. Their pleas and cries would fuel his desires and then the real torture would start,” Peter’s gaze washed over all of us as a smirk surfaced.
“How long ago?” I asked. I already had an idea of how it ended and I didn’t want to hear anymore not if there was a chance it could have been true.
“It’s just a story,” Tina rolled her eyes at me but I ignored her. What if it wasn’t just a story? What if he was the wolf that had scratched me when I was a child? I knew it was a long shot but I had to know. I had the feeling that if my mother wasn’t with us to scare away the wolf, my father and I would have died during that camping trip.
“I’m not sure. I heard the story from a friend over ten years ago,” Peter replied.
“So he could have been anywhere like 12 years ago?” I continued to quiz Peter about the story.
“Yeah he could have been anywhere. There are probably a lot of werewolves who have turned their backs on society,” Peter replied. They were all looking at me curiously although Derek was looking at me like he understood my questions, like he was thinking the same thing as me.
“Do you think it could be true?” I asked Peter.
“I guess anything is possible,” Peter shrugged.
“You can’t seriously believe in stories?” Tina scoffed and laughed.
“Shut up Tina,” Derek growled.
“Okay well it’s my turn to tell a story,” Laura clapped her hands together and demanded our attention and I smiled at her gratefully. The last thing I felt like doing was retelling the story of how I was scratched by a werewolf when I was a child who had left scars on my back, and I definitely didn’t want to tell Tina about my personal history. It was bad enough that she knew my name.
“First I have a question for Kristin,” Tina interrupted.
“No you don’t,” Tane’s voice was full of venom although Tina didn’t seem fazed one bit.
“How does it feel to be the only human amongst wolves?”
“Not as awkward as you’re hoping,” I replied.
“Anyway my story is about-” Laura started to talk.
“I have a better story?” Tina interrupted again and I felt Derek stiffen beside me. I had a feeling I wasn’t going to like Tina’s story.
“It happened just a few nights ago,” Tina started.
“Tina enough!” Tane growled although she continued to ignore him.
“Derek and I kissed,” Tina finished and I instantly felt the anger as it began to surge throughout my body.
I was pissed at Tina and at Derek. I knew Tina was the one that kissed Derek and I wanted to know why he had kept it from me.
Did he like it? Is that why he hasn’t told me? I wondered as I felt my hands tighten into fists.

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