I don't own Teen Wolf.
I do own David and the girl who I haven't found name for yet.

Quick note- I read a book called Silver Borne by Patricia Briggs (wonderful series). I got my inspiration from the book and welp, this is where it led to.

I was oblivious to those around me, I was like the wind. Invisible and yet still there. This wasn't a fantasy, this was real life, I was born this way as everyone else was born the other. I didn't have the choice to choose who or what I wanted to be. But I didn't embrace as to what I was gifted with, whether others saw it as a curse or not. I can't explain what the feeling was like when I shifted, it was a sensation of none other. It was painful but after the number of years changing to an from, the bones that broke in my body became tolerable.

My paws delicately danced across the bridge of the river that roared with rushing water. I didn't know what time it was, so my instincts made me peer up at the sky and examine the sun. I knew I had to go back now, the sun almost setting as the darkness approached. I couldn't stop to ponder, to watch with amusement as the fish jumped about trying to escape the white rapid current, that was for another time I guess. Dropping my nose to the ground as I walked, I smelt around for any other kind of threatening animals, preferably wolves. I was sure I caught a scent of one on my way here but I couldn't be for certain, it was unlikely, but their was always that chance. As I moved forth, colorful leaves that covered the forest floor flew up around me, caught in the drift of my movements. This wasn't at all like New York, in fact this was an entirely different world that I was able to explore. I shook my fur coat that was mixed with brown and red before going off in a full on sprint. When I got home, I nudged the backdoor with my nose until it was opened enough for my tiny body to slip through. The smell of fresh paint and new house smacked me in the face. I shook my head with a head ache already arising since in my this form, everything was 10x better, my hearing, smelling, seeing.

The new house we just moved into was two stories high, my room on the other side of the house. The house itself, well my dad decided to keep it classy and ended up with a Roman theme. Red and crème colored walls, angel statues, painting and art on the ceiling, marble white floors, it felt as if I lived in a museum. The one thing I hated though was the backyard. Our property went out into the forest, deep into the forest, where creatures of the unknown lurked. The first night sleeping here, I could sense that their were more creatures walking around out there, than their was spiders crawling in our house when we first stepped inside. I was a shifter and if their was one thing I knew, it was that I wasn't the only thing possible of coming out of a fairytale book, their were others, for the good or for the evil.

My dad wasn't home which left me the freedom to go upstairs, still in my coyote skin. When I got to my bedroom, my legs extended outwards as well as my legs, then my muzzle decreased in size. My ribs visibly and loudly cracked back into shape, my bones snapping in every which way and I was human again. After wiping the mud off my body with a clean towel, I grabbed a pair of jean shorts and a black shirt. I made my way downstairs to the kitchen, seeing what their was to cook up for dinner.

Rummaging through the fridge, it didn't take a second for me to decide on what I wanted. Steak, rare, juicy, bloody steak and it wasn't the cheap kind either. Usually I liked to cook it so my dad wouldn't become suspicious as to why I ate raw meat, if he found out, he would carry me, yes, carry me, all the way to the emergency room. Throwing away the package, I put the second steak on the stovetop then plopped my slab of meat on a plate and began biting into it. My mouth watered with a joy as I swallowed my first bite which I didn't chew. The coyote in me was chowing down viciously and within 5 minutes the large steak, had vanished. I licked my lips, satisfied and if on cue, my dad came strolling in through the front door. The sun had already settled down, shining on the other half of the word as darkness bestowed upon us.

"Hey darling, how was your day?"

The forty-two year old man I called dad slumped in a chair as I readied his dinner. The years were catching up to him, not so kindly. His short brown wavy hair began to recede back a bit, not to drastically, but if you knew him as long as I, you could easily tell. The wrinkles on his forehead had deepened as well as around his mouth where he had smoker lines. Even if he wasn't my real dad. I caught his scent which was comforting. It was mixed of a cigar and cigarettes, old spice, with an outdoorsy smell.

My mom, my real mom, left us, she didn't even tell us why or how come she wanted a divorce, but it happened. David, my stepdad, took on the role of being my guardian since my real dad left us and my mom didn't want me. Since then, he's really caught on to the whole parenting thing, though I wished he had someone there for him, not just me, but maybe a girlfriend. I was always fine with it, never bothered me unless she was going to hurt him. He wasn't bad looking either, a lot of women saw him as a fine gentlemen, he just never took advantage of the opportunity to start dating again.

"It was decent, got all my boxes unpacked and managed to look around the property. How was your day? I see you got your Chief Assistant's outfit."

It looked more like a ranger's outfit because of the green material, guess I was use to New York. He dropped his police hat on the table and kicked his feet up on one of the other chairs, closing his eyes.

"Yeah, Sheriff Stilinski is a cool guy, gave me a gun and everything." he pulled a pistol out of his gun strap and placed it on the table. " It was exhausting but well worth it, I learned a lot interesting things about this town today."

"Really? Like what?" I flipped the steak over and turned around facing him, curious about this information.

"Last year, their was an animal outbreak, a cougar attack, 5 people died from it. But-"

He leaned forwards onto the old antique table, staring out the window.

"You know what I noticed?"

"What?" I asked as I rummaged through some boxes for a plate

"The file said it was a cougar, theirs no cougars down this far from the mountains. If their was, they'd have signs around the forest, which they didn't have when I looked around. Theirs deer, bears and some sighting of wolves, but no cougars, it-

The clashing sound of glass shattering echoed throughout the large house. David paused in his sentence and rushed over. My hands were trembling, heart was fluttering and chest tightened up. I knelt down to the ground but he came around and pulled me back up to my feet as I was trying to fight against my panic attack.

"Hey, hey, it's okay." He embraced me with a hug "They won't come near the house. They are territorial animals which means they won't attack unless the person invades them."

I didn't like wolves, in the wild, coyote was prey to them if they got the chance. In this world though, as a shape shifter, they were much stronger, which meant they could easily kill me. That was something I never had to worry about in the city, werewolves wondering about. I just hoped that these wolves, weren't actually werewolves are their would definitely be trouble ahead. I started to breath a little better as I soothed my thoughts, at least tried and I glanced over at the steak, seeing that it had just seconds to go before it was well done.

"Your dinner." I pulled away

Quickly, I turned off the stove as David started to clean up the glass mess.

"Maybe you should see someone, to get over your fears."

"Yeah right, a therapist would try to persuade me to stand face to face with a wolf. No way am I doing that." I objected

He sighed disagreeing

"There's another thing also" his tone of voice changed to concern

I didn't say anything

"Not far off from here, theirs a man who has a burnt down house, he was charged with murder, they got dropped but I still." He paused, thinking of the worst that could happened. "I still I don't want you going over there or near his property."

He threw away the shards and grabbed another plate

"If I knew he lived so close, I wouldn't have picked this house." He grumbled

I placed his food at the table then sat at the other end, sipping on a cup of coffee. It was quiet for a moment as he ate his food and I scanned the backyard once more, just for safety precautions.

"So, you ready for school tomorrow?" he asked between bites

"Ha, no way, if I had it my choice, I'd go straight to college."

"It's your second to last year, you're almost done. You're parents would be proud." He reassured

I sighed

"It's a touchy subject but I believe that this is the way everything was suppose to turn out. Your life, I know you can achieve great things and-

"I better get to bed." My voice was dry

I knew it hurt the both of us and we needed to talk about it, but it didn't feel right. I scurried from the kitchen into the foyer then up the staircase which was located right next to the front door. I swung a right at the top of the stairs then went down the hall where my room was located. It didn't take long for me to collapse on my bed then fall into a deep sleep.

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