you smell...good

1. the first encounter

Note this ch is kinda just to get the story going. Once I read over it, it seemed kinda rushed, sorry guys 😅

(Update! 26/7 I have changed a few things to make this chapter flow better :) )

Stiles' POV
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Scott had been bitten by something the night I dragged him into the woods to look for the missing half of a corpse, and soon after, he began showing signs of being a werewolf. Crazy right!? It was the day after and Scott and I had gone back into the woods to find Scott's inhaler that he dropped the night before.

"I dropped it somewhere around here," Scott said as he bent down on one knee, to look through the crunchy brown leaves on the ground.

I decided to look around but, the dead girl Scott saw last night was nowhere to be seen.

"Can't you use your Wolfy powers to find it" I complained while shoving my hands into the front pockets of my jeans.

Scott glared at me "it doesn't work like that and besides, I don't know how to control it yet."

We kept looking, when I noticed in the corner of my eye, a tall man with dark hair just staring at us a few metres away.

How the hell did he sneak up so quietly!?. Freaked out I reached down to lightly punch Scott in the shoulder.

"Dude look!" I yelled quietly while looking in the direction of the creepy stranger standing across from us. Scott spun around and jumped up on both feet with caution "wh-.." Scott went to speak but the man spoke up first.

"what are you doing here!" He growled.

"this is private property!"

he looked pissed...like he wanted to kill us.

Scott and I froze and the man looked at me with his piercing glare. A lump had formed in my throat but I managed to squeak out an apology.

"S-sorry man, we didn't know" I was shaking a little. I looked down at the ground when Scott patted me on the back and stepped forward.

"We were just looking for something," he said with confidence. The man glared at him. Scott flinched back

"it...it doesn't matter anymore. Forget it!" We both went to walk away when the man pulled a hand out of his leather jacket and threw something hard at Scott. Scott caught it of course. It was...his inhaler! How did he get it!?

I noticed he had been staring at me and looked over. Our eyes met and he flinched and ran away. Scott and I looked at each other in confusion.

"That was weird...Sucks I didn't get to thank him though...Alright man, I gotta get to work" Scott said right before I shoved him "That was Derek Hale!!!" I blurted out, I'd only just realised. "Remember! He's only a few years older than us",

"Remember what?" Scott asked.

"His family! They all burned to death in a fire like 6 years ago" I said as if it was common knowledge.

Scott furrowed his eyebrows "I wonder what he's doing back".

I scoffed and said c'mon as I walked away and Scott followed.

Derek's POV
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Sitting on the porch of my old burnt house I was lost in thought, I sat there using my werewolf hearing to listen to nature trying to answer some of the questions that burdened my mind.

"I hear... the birds and... running water and...footsteps?!" They were close, I could faintly hear their voices, "sounds like two teenagers I'm guessing" I could smell one of them was a werewolf!! I jump up and run towards the teens, I silently approach them with caution but they looked harmless.

What should I say...

"What are you doing here!" I growled.

They looked slightly scared, gosh why do I always have to sound so aggressive. I glare at them both and say "this is private property!"

The scrawny one looked fidgety and was shaking a little I stared at him waiting for him to say something.

He started to talk and a slight gush of wind blew towards me and I...I don't know, I suddenly felt weird, there was this smell...it was amazing.

The boys were talking but I wasn't listening for most of it.

I snapped myself out of it and heard the other werewolf say he was looking for something but to forget it. He must have been looking for the inhaler I found early this morning, don't know why he would need one, werewolves don't get asthma. I was starting to get dizzy from the scent, I needed to get out of there. I quickly reached into the pocket of my leather jacket and pulled out the inhaler, I threw it right at the other werewolf hard. He caught it... obviously.

The human boy looked at me with confusion. and after that, I just ran away. fast.

what in the hell was that!? I've never felt that way before.

That smell was clearly coming from the scrawny human boy that was with that other werewolf, this didn't make sense. This scent was no emotion. It was something else...I know that some werewolves have certain scents that attracts a 'mate' but this was a human and never in my life have I ever met a human that smelled that... Captivating...

I tried to forget it, he looked too young for me and besides I only just met him.

|But even though I tried to forget...I just couldn't.|

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