"Callana!" Jake, my father called from inside the house.
"What do you want, Dad?" I growled through my teeth as I laid underneath my bike in the garage. Moments later, his face appeared next to mine.
"Calla, what the hell are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm trying to fix my motorcycle. It won't start."
"Callana, it is seven o'clock exactly and school starts in fifteen minutes. Don't want to be late for your first day, do you?"
"Actually, I was kind of hoping for that."
"Forget about the bike. I'll have Stiles' mechanic come over and check it out."
"Dad, the last time Stiles took his jeep to his mechanic, his mechanic ended up getting killed."
"Fine, I'll take you to school. Come on, let's go."
"I'll pass on the offer but thanks. I'm not too fond on the idea of the sheriff taking his daughter to school."
"Well, good thing he called me then." An angel's voice sounded in the entrance of the garage. I pulled myself out from underneath my bike and looked over in the direction of the heavenly voice and involuntarily smiled when I saw my boyfriend, Derek Hale, standing there, arms crossed behind his back. I jumped to my feet and ran over to him and jumped into his arms. His arms wrapped around my waist and my arms were thrown around his neck as he spinned me around. I buried my face into his neck, breathing in his sweet pine scent and my head began to spin with intoxication. Derek carefully set me back on the ground and leaned down to set a kiss on my right cheek. The skin tingled as his lips left the spot.
"So, you would rather have him drive you instead of me?" Jake asked. I turned to him, keeping myself pressed up against Derek's body.
"Dad, think about it." I said. "A sheriff's car or a camaro?" Jake hung his head and played with his hands.
"A camaro."
"Exactly." I turned and started to head to the camaro when Jake stopped me.
"Callana!" I groaned and turned to face him.
"What is it now, Dad? Did I forget to do the dishes?"
"Actually, you did. Again. But that's not the point. When are you going to fix this bike? Because if it's not fixed by the end of the week then I'm taking it to the shop."
"I bet you your next paycheck I'll have it fixed by tonight."
"Deal."
"Great. Roogaroo."
"Love you too, Calla." I turned and headed to the passenger side which Derek was already at and he opened the door for me. I smiled even bigger at him.
"I knew I fell in love with you for a reason."
"And I fell in love with you because?" Derek smiled down at me.
"Because what would you do without me?"
"Crash and burn." I laughed and slid into the car and he closed the door.
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Derek pulled up to the high school and I looked out my window to see Scott and Stiles waiting at the top of the steps for me. Derek got out and walked to my side and opened my door for me. I couldn't help but smile as I got up and stepped onto the sidewalk as he closed the door. I leaned up and kissed his left cheek as I caressed his right cheek with my hand.
"My gentleman." I smiled up at him. He placed his hands on my hips and pulled me to him.
"I don't want you to go." Derek whispered down at me. "Skip today, let's go and do something." I laughed.
"Derek, my father will kill me if I miss another day of high school."
"I love you."
"I know you do." He started to lean down to kiss me but stopped and pulled back. "What's wrong?"
"Group of kids over there, talking me being your boyfriend."
"Your point being?" Derek laughed and leaned down to kiss me and I smiled into it. After a minute of kissing, I pulled away from him.
"Most teenagers would be upset that people are talking about their relationships."
"Well, most teenagers aren't bad ass werewolves, now are they?"
"Point taken." The school bell rang.
"I don't care who's talking about us, as long as your mine and only mine. I got to go. Pick me up after school?"
"Of course. I love you, Lily."
"Love you too, Derek." I walked away from him and skipped up the steps to Stiles and Scott. I turned around to watch Derek's camaro leave the parking lot.
"Ugh, how can you stand to be with that guy all the time?" Stiles questioned me as we walked into the school building.
"How do I stand you?"
"Calla, I need you to ask Derek to help me with something." Scott said.
"What?"
"I went to go get a tattoo and afterwards, it just healed up. There has to be a way for me to get a tattoo without it healing."
"You want me to ask Derek for help with that?"
"Yeah, I mean, he has that Triskele tattoo on his back."
"He already has his hands full with looking for Erica and Boyd." I said, glancing over at the missing posters of Erica and Boyd. "But give him time, we'll find them."
"Hopefully."
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I was sitting in English class behind Scott, reading the first chapter of the book we were going to be reading for the class. The door to the classroom opened and the new principle walked in and headed to Mrs. Blake. He whispered something in her ear before walking out.
"Mr. McCall?" Mrs. Blake called him. "Miss Bryn?" We both looked up from our work at her in confusion. "Your parents have requested for you to leave." Scott looked behind him at me and I shrugged my shoulders to show him I didn't know what was going on either. We gathered up our stuff and left the classroom, Mrs. Blake closing the door behind us.
"Let me call my mom real quick." Scott said as we headed out to his bike. After a minute of talking on the phone, Scott hung up and got onto his bike.
"What's the problem?" I asked.
"We got a little situation at the hospital. Issac's been hurt." I climbed onto the bike behind Scott and he sped off towards the hospital. When we arrived, Scott's mother was waiting for us by the entrance. "Why didn't you tell me before?"
"Honestly, I was hoping I didn't have to." Melissa said.
"What do you mean?"
"Everything that you've been doing - the extra reading, the summer school, saving up for the bike, even though it scares me half to death-Honey, I just didn't wanna disrupt a good rhythm."
"It's not gonan stop. I-I'm gonna be better this year. A better student, a better son, a better friend, a better everything. I promise."
"Ok, he's in room 215 if he isn't already in surgery." We began to walk away when Melissa called my name. "Callana!" I turned around to face her. "It took me a lot of talking to get your father to call the school and get you here."
"Thanks, Mrs. McCall." I said. "I owe you." Scott and I headed to the elevator and pushed the button for floor 2. The doors were about closed when a walking stick stopped between the two doors and they opened back up to reveal a blind man who walked in.
"Would you hit the button for the second floor, please?" The man said. Scott and I exchanged looks as the button had already been pressed and something felt off about this man.
"Sure." Scott said as he repressed the button and the doors closed. It was an awkward ride up one floor and when the doors opened, Scott and I made a move to get out but the man stopped Scott.
"You wouldn't mind helping me out for a second, would you?"
"Um-" Scott looked to me for an answer but I gave him a wide eyed look, not knowing what to do. The man gingerly touched Scott's shoulder and Scott slowly guided the man out of the elevator with me behind him. After dropping the man off near the operating room, Scott and I were in a hurry, looking up and down each hallways, searching for room 215. We peered down a hallway to see a man pushing a wheelchair towards an elevator. Something smelt wrong about the man. The man turned the wheelchair around in the elevator to reveal Isaac sedated in it. The man glared at us and smirked as the elevator doors began to close. I let out a growl as my claws extending and Scott was already racing towards the doors with me behind him. Scott and I easily slid through the crack of the door and we turned to face the man, whose eyes were glowing bright blood color red. Oh, shit. He's an alpha. He growled at us as he slammed Scott into the wall and kicked me down. He lifted Scott back up to throw him back into the wall. I stood up and flung my claws at the alpha's face but dodged them and thew me up into the ceiling and I fell back down to ground and groaned. The alpha grabbed me by the throat and lifted me into the air and glared up at me as I growled and kicked my feet, trying to get free from the grip.
"You call yourself an alpha?" The alpha said. "I'm an alpha." The elevator dinged and the doors opened. I closed my eyes and tried to pry the fingers away from my neck. The alpha groaned in pain and dropped me and I looked up to see Derek, with his claws in the alpha's back.
"So am I." Derek growled before flinging the man out of the elevator. He then turned to look down on Scott and me. "Aren't you two supposed to be in school?" I rolled my eyes at him and stood up and brushed the dust off of me as my fingernails shrunk and my eyes returned to gray.
"I had it under control." I snapped at him. "I didn't need your help."
"Yeah, and if I hadn't have come then you would be dead by now." I growled at him but deep down, I was grateful that he did come.
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"Callana Alana Bryn, where the hell are you?" My father scolded me over the phone as I followed Derek into his abandoned house with Isaac in his arms and Scott behind me on the phone with Stiles. "Aren't you suppose to be at home where Scott's mother told me you were going to be?"
"Well, Dad, I'm supposed to do a lot of things but I don't always do them." I said with a nervous laugh fore I knew that I was in trouble.
"Callana, I thought we had an agreement. You stay in school, you do good in school and you don't skip school and you can stay together with Derek." I shot a quick glance at Derek who was talking to Scott while tending to Isaac. I turned my back on him before continuing my conversation with my father.
"Dad, I'm seventeen years old, you can't keep telling me what to do."
"As long as you are a minor and you are living under my roof, you will listen to me, Callana."
"Dad, I had some errands to do with-" My voice trailed off as I had second thoughts on whether or not I should mention Derek's name at the moment but Jake figured it out without my help.
"With who? Derek?" I was silent as I shuffled my feet through a pile of dust on the floor. "I asked you a question, Callana. Are you with Derek?"
"Yes." My voice barely came out as a whisper but Jake heard me just fine.
"Callana Alana Byrn, I want you home right now and you are grounded. No motorcycle. No work. No computer. No TV. No Scott. No Stiles. And no Derek." I felt my entire face went numb and my jaw tighten and I felt like my stomach twisted in a knot.
"Dad," I tried to plead with him but it didn't help that my voice cracked.
"Don't Dad me, Callana. I tired of this rebellious attitude and until you learn how to contain it, no Derek."
"Dad, I have things to do."
"Like what? Tell me, Callana. Tell me what things you've got to get done. Things that are somehow more important than your education. Tell me."
"I-I can't, Dad." It was silent for a minute or two.
"I'm on my way to pick you up." And the line went dead.
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I laid on my stomach on my bed with my arms folded under my arms. Being grounded was awful. My eyes were fixtated on the picture on my nightstand. It was a picture of me and Derek. The only good picture that I had of us without our eyes flashing to make a camera glare. I was in his arms with my legs wrapped around his waist and my arms coiled around his neck. We had our foreheads pressed together, eyes shut tightly and smiles playing on both of our faces.
"Hey, Lily." An angelic voice sounded behind me and I turned to see Derek climbing through the window into my bedroom.
"Derek." My voice dripped with honey as I spoke his name. He stepped lightly as he made his way over to my bed to sit down beside me. "What's wrong?"
"Remember when Peter talked about that Alpha pack?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, they're here."
"All of them?" I questioned him. "How does that even work?"
"I heard that there's some kind of leader. He's called Deucalion. We know they have Boyd and Erica. Peter, Isaac and I have been looking for them for the past four months." He paused for a second as my mind tried to process all of this.
"Let's say you find them. How do you deal with an alpha pack?"
"With all the help I can get."