The Luna (Teen Wolf)

Never There

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Ariels saw two men she didn't recognize. She then looked to Lydia with big blue, sad eyes and asked, "Awre you sworry?"

Third Person POV

The pack looked to Lydia, waiting for her answer. Lydia looked Ariel in the eyes and felt guilty. How could she have attempted to hurt someone so innocent?

"Ariel I'm not sorry, okay?" Lydia paused, taking a big breath.

"I'm really really really really really sorry! I don't know why I did it but that wasn't me, I would never hurt you again sweetie." Lydia rushed out in one breath. Her heart was racing. Maybe I have been around Stiles too long, she thought to herself.

Ariel looked at Lydia and pursed her lips, like she had seen Kali do. She had forgiven the strawberry blonde but she didn't want them to know that.

She giggled as she came up with a plan. "Why are you laughing?" Lydia asked feeling a bit hurt. Ariel quickly wiped the smile off her face and looked at the people before her.

She then looked directly at Lydia. "I have to think about it." She replied. Lydia turned towards her friends, feeling like she was about to cry. She was disappointed in herself. Ariel and the pack wondered why the female responded that way.

She responded that way because Ariel was the queen and Lydia being a banshee, a supernatural creature, felt as she had disappointed the queen.

"Can I have ice cream?" Ariel asked. "Sure" Lydia answered blinking away her tears before turning around. "You're forgiven" Ariel skipped into the house in search of the ice cream that was promised.

"That went better than I expected." Stiles stated.

"Guys" Isaac started and then looked to Scott. They seemed to have a silent conversation. Isaac cleared his throat as Scott spoke.

"Guys, Ariel doesn't know about the supernatural." This just makes it better. Peter thought to himself as he entered the house in search of the red head. "Hi Ariel" Peter started as he entered the kitchen. "I'm Peter" he finished as he watched her devour the vanilla ice cream that once belonged to the McCalls. "Hi Petey" Ariel said with giant grin on her face. Her cheeks full of ice cream. Luckily none fell out.

Peter chuckled quietly at the antics of the young queen. As Ariel finished up the carton of ice cream she wiped her mouth and jumped down to throw it away. The pack finally entered the house and followed the voices. They entered the kitchen to see Peter hugging Ariel. The teenagers moved quickly, trying to separate the girl from Satan in a V-neck, but Derek held them back. "I've heard so much about you." His voice cracked. It was as if all his sins had been washed away as she wrapped her tiny arms around him. "I'm so sorry" he said crying into her tiny, 6-year old shoulders. The pack stood, shocked. "Its okway." Ariel said, making the older Hale cry even more. He was full on sobbing into her tiny shoulder now. How could this little girl bring Peter Hale, psycho, ex-alpha werewolf to tears. "It has to be her." Derek said to the rest of the pack as Ariel tried her best to comfort a sobbing Peter. 

Peter's POV 

I'm going to change, for her. She needs to be protected and I'm willing to risk my own life for her. I will make my queen proud. "My little buttercup" i smiled as i dried my tears. She smiled back at me. 

Ariel's POV 

I smiled at Peter and turned towards the other man. Tall, green eyed in a leather jacket. He looked scary. I smiled at him, trying to be brave. "Hi" He chuckled with a small smile.

"This is Derek, my nephew." Peter explained for me. "He is also THE sourwolf" Biles pitched in, which earned him a glare from Derek. "No, he's more of a..." I cut myself off, studying his face. Everyone stared at me waiting for the end of my sentence.  "DerBwear. Your new name is DerBwear, ignore Biles DerBwear he is just jealous." I smiled at the man before me and hugged his legs.

He looked shocked while Biles had his mouth agape. "I like it better than Sour Wolf and I will buttercup." He picked me up and spun around making me laugh loudly. He had a huge smile on his face as he put me down.

I saw Allison leaning against the kitchen entrance looking angry. I want to cheer her up so I walked towards her. As she noticed me coming, she glared at me until i was directly in front of her. "Awre you okway Als?" I asked tilting my head to the left. "Its none of your business" She glared at me and I looked down.

What is her problem? Does she not like me? What did I do to her? Why don't I have a lipse when I talk? I said lipse right! Yay! But back to Allison. Why is she so mean and rude? Well she hasnt been rude yet, but how she is acting looks like she is. Wait wasnt she just rude? Forget it.

"What do you want?" She asked in an angry voice and it brought back memories.

**********WARNING!**********************

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?" He yelled at a 2-year old Ariel as he pushed her down the stairs. "To be better and not a screw up." He said walking down the stairs. "Say it." He growled in her ear throwing the two year old into the wall. Young Ariel had tears running down her face. "two be bwetter, two not bwe a scroo up." Ariel cried. He smiled as he dragged he by her hair and down the stairs to the basement as she screamed and cried.

*********** END OF WARNING**************

Ariel ran. She ran past the pack, out the house and into the woods. The werewolves chased after her but she disappeared.

"Again?" Derek asked more to himself than to the others.

They looked at him, confused. Derek began to explain "The first time I saw her, I chased her into the woods but she had disappeared, like she was-"

"Never there." Isaac stated as he understood.