Chapter One
Danny had just made it into Harris' class when the bell rang, taking his seat next to Scott and Stiles, "you know how you've had me keep an eye out on the school database for anything out of the ordinary?" he asked Scott and Stiles. "Yea dude, why did you find something?" Scott said looking every bit of a worried puppy. "Jacksons re-enrolled, and when I checked his address he didn't move back into his parents' house. So I cross checked the address with the school and four new students also share it." "Are they wolves?" stiles wondered. "I don't think so, I would have smelled that many new wolves coming into the territory," Scott said placating Stiles' fears. Danny continued, "so I found the names and wrote them down, There's Andrew, Blythe and Anastasia Masters, I'm going out on a limb and saying their related, the girls are both 17 and Andrew is 16. As for the other one her name is Cleo Martinez, 17 years old as well. Paired up with Jackson, they make a pretty weird bunch, don't you think?" Stiles opened his mouth to answer just as Harris's voice rang out through the classroom. "Mister Stilinski, if you could please shut up, we have a new student, now what was your name again young man?" "It's Andrew, Andrew Masters." Stiles couldn't help but stare at the new kid because well, he was seriously hot, he floated just around 6 foot, and had really rich deep drown skin like coffee with a splash of cream, and his eyes were such a pleasing Brown, not to deep or light, with flecks of gold in the iris. Closely cropped black hair, everything about him was alluring, it was magnetic almost, and stiles looked around and noticed that Danny and most of the girls were in the same state as him. "Right, Mr. Harris continued, now if you could take your seat Andrew, I'd like to continue teaching, there seems to be an empty seat next to Scott McCall, right over there." Harris pointed in their direction. Stiles couldn't be sure but it almost looked like Andrew perked up when he heard Scotts name, like he was waiting to hear it. As Andrew walked back to his seat he could feel most of the class's eyes on him, it was a gift and a curse being what he was, he couldn't help it, it didn't really bother him anymore, but Jackson was another story. As he slid into his seat next to Scott he looked over at Danny and Stiles and nodded and said hello, then turning to Scott he spoke, "I'm glad I was the one to find you Alpha McCall," he watched as all three of them physically blanched under the bomb being dropped so to speak. Scott let out a low warning growl his eyes turning the barest hint of red. "Oh relax, Andrew laughed on an exhale, "we're here to help you, your pack is in grave danger." He finished, and his eyes flashed pink for emphasis. "You just flashed at me… pink, what are you?" Scott demanded. "So tense, breathe, Scott all in due time, right now, I'd rather not miss this lecture, I don't want to fail this class you know." He finished with a giggle and got right to taking notes, effectively ending the conversation. When the bell rang Andrew practically waltzed out of class, Scott and the others right behind him. "Hey, wait." Scott yelled, "We need to talk, after school, about all of this 'my pack is in danger' stuff, ok?" "Yea, sure, Andrew called back, "after school, at the Hale house sound good?" but he was already out of earshot for an answer. The three boys just stood dumbfounded at the mention of the Hale house, just who was Andrew Masters and what about the others? How did they meet Jackson, and what was his connection to them, it all very frustrating. "Stiles," Scott finally said, breaking the silence, "text the others, tell them emergency meeting at the hale house, right after school today." "On it," Stiles replied, already whipping out his phone and typing like a madman. "Danny, see what else you can dig up on our new friends during your free period for me?" "Of course, Alpha McCall," Danny said obviously mocking how Andrew addressed him earlier. "It's not like I needed to work on my lit paper or anything, no biggie." He finished sarcastically. The rest of the day went by in a blur, with chance encounters in the hallways and seeing the new group all together at lunch. Now they could easily tell that the Masters were definitely siblings, they all shared the same skin tone, but the girls were twins, and they were even taller that Andrew standing at about 6'3" and their eyes were startlingly green. They all three wore trendy, very form fitting clothes, but Stiles realized that the twins didn't have the same magnetism about them as their brother did, they were attractive yea, but they didn't compete with him. Jackson was right next to Andrew, looking surprisingly intimate. "No way", Stiles said to his table, "no freaking way." "Stiles care to elaborate," This coming from Lydia. "Well, I don't know how to say it, but is it just me or do Andrew and Jackson look like they're, well together?" Now that the whole table looked over there and saw, Jackson had his arm slung around Andrew's shoulders, leaning in close and saying something to him, which obviously had the desired effect because he started smirking and Andrew blushed a deep red. "so it looks like they are," Lydia said in a clipped, clinical tone, "good for them." No one else brought up the subject again, stiles went back to table watching, taking in the other girl, Cleo, her appearance, she had fairly light skin, but her features were Hispanic, a long black curtain of hair, full lips, she was much shorter than the others standing at around 5'8" if stiles had to guess. After lunch Scott and his pack didn't see them in school.
So here they were after school all around the Hale house, Scott, Liam, Stiles, Danny, Lydia, Kira, Malia, Isaac, Derek and Braeden. They were all waiting in anxious silence for their visitors to arrive. Then they heard it, tires coming down the road, Two vehicles approached, Jacksons shiny Porsche, and a large, full cab red truck. Jackson and Andrew stepped out of the Porsche, furthering Stiles' suspicions of possible couple status, he looked over to see Lydia obviously bristled at the fact, and the other three stepped out of the truck. "good," Scott thought, "if it comes to a fight, we've got them outnumbered two to one." Andrew stepped to the forefront of their group, "Alpha McCall, and the McCall pack," he started, " I come bearing news, terrible, news, but I seem to be getting ahead of myself, for I haven't properly introduced myself. I am Andrew Tiberius Masters, and this, he gestured to the people standing behind him, for a lack of a better term, is my Coven." "You're Witches?" Stiles yelled, "Yea right, Jackson isn't a witch, we all know that." "True, Andrew countered," but my sisters and I are." Cleo is our other resident shifter, a Mai, or I guess a were-cat, you could say." "Who leads your so called coven," asked a gruff voice from the back, it was Derek. "Isn't it obvious, I do, but, now on to more pressing matters, Alpha McCall, we are here to aid you, Stasia has the gift of Premonition," he said gesturing to his sister," now, tell them what you saw, what you told me." "I saw a woman gathering forces, on her way here, to, to kill you all, and then a name hit me, and I don't understand it, but I was hoping you might, La Loba." "Ah shit," stiles was the first to break the silence, of course Kate is raising an army against us.