I looked at the boy sleeping soundly on my bed with a mixture of relief and sadness. Relief because his body wasn't rejecting the bite, sadness for there few people that see the bite as a gift and not a curse, 'like Scott does'. Jackson was different... he let me think that he wanted the bite for the powers that came with it, I wouldn't have refuse to give it to him either if that was the case, he had proven himself worthy when he helped me fighting Peter. However, now that he is my beta I know that power wasn't what he was looking for. Yes, he'll enjoy being able to kick Scott's ass again but his prime objective was to have a family... just like me.

Sighing I closed the door of the bedroom and descended the stairs. Tomorrow while the construction company will start building the Hale house again, I will ask Jackson how he would like to decorate his bedroom. After all that was my plan from the beginning, ever since i found the half body of my sister. Find the alpha, kill it, rebuild the Hale house and form a pack... have a family once more.

'Pack... I have no family left... I killed the last member of my blood...' I clenched my fists tightly not caring if my claws pierced my skin, after all I will heal... but Peter won't.

Suddenly a pair of delicates hands wrapped around mines from behind me, I heard a soft chanting but couldn't understand the letter, all my focus was on the feeling of warmth and safety that the body behind me gave me. When the hands of the unknown person left mine I whimpered like a kicked puppy, not that I'll ever admit it.

-Sh, Derek I'm not going anywhere- the girl said- I won't leave you alone, not like this- she promised.

-S... Stiles?- I asked confused. Before I could put my walls up again, so she won't see me in my weak state, she dragged me to the couch with a sweet smile and sat on my lap hugging me. I tensed shocked by her actions- W... What the hell are you doing Stiles?! Shouldn't you be with Scott or your father?!

-Stop being such a sour wolf!- she scolded me, to my surprise I did as she told me- I know how hard is to lose a family member, I... I know it by experience. However, I can't even start to imagine how it feels to kill one- automatically my arms wrapped around her waist trying to get as much physical comfort as I could- When my mother died I started to have panic attacks... my father used to wake up and not find me in the house because I was sleeping next to the tablet of my mother...- my heart ached painfully for this gorgeous, brave and intelligent woman- I needed to stop, I couldn't bring my father more trouble anymore. So I started making the house chores, not getting in trouble at school or out of it, studding hard so my marks were the best... and I stopped dressing as a girl. Maybe for you it doesn't mean anything... but my mother used to adore dressing me up as a princess. I needed to move on from my mother, I still remember her every day and I miss her with all my heart but... sometimes love means to let go- when she finished Stiles was clinging on me for her dear life and I could feel her tears on my neck, I held her tighter reassuring her that everything was going to be fine- What I'm trying to say Derek is that it hurts and that it's ok to cry, but you shouldn't live on the past. It wasn't your fault that your uncle, he was sick and wouldn't have stopped until every hunter was dead. You helped him, now he is with his wife and daughter in the afterlife. It wasn't Peter's fault that he killed Laura, the fire and losing his mate and pup drove him crazy. It wasn't your fault that Kate deceived you and made you think that she truly loved you, Derek you were just an adolescent!- she tried to break free from my hug but I wouldn't let her, it's been a while since I had found someone so reassuring. I had the feeling that if I let her go everything will go with her, this little obsession I had with her since the moment I met her on the preserve that first day had been growing by each day. But now... I won't be able to hear if she won't talk to me, I won't be able to smell anything but her scent, I won't be able to touch anything but her, I won't be able to see anything but her beauty and God how much I wish I'll be able to savor her. 'Stiles will surely taste as warm hot chocolate with marshmallows after a day of snow, homey and safe as she always makes me feel... Oh sweet mother of mine! She's my mate!'-Derek? Are you ok?- 'Oh! Why had I never notice how good my name sounds on her lips'- A... Are you angry at me?- 'What?! Why would MY mate think that I'm angry at her?!'- I know that I babble a lot, but I'm trying to help over here dude...- I cut her off with my lips. The kiss was desperate, angry, rough and full of lust- Wow...- she panted breathless once we broke apart. My wolf enjoying how wrecked she sounded because of ME- I wasn't expecting that...- my hurt must have been shown on my face cause she rapidly added- Not that I'm complaining. No complaining over here dude. Totally up for more... only if you want, if you don't is fine. I understand that maybe you needed reassurance after such a long and difficult night...

I chuckled at her antics cutting her runt off with my mouth, again. This time the kiss was slow, dirty and transmitting all my feeling for her. She must have understood me cause when we broke apart she smiled at me brightly hugging me tightly before connecting our lips once more. One kiss, turned to two, two turned to three and soon we were fully making out on the couch. She under me with her hands on my hair and legs wrapped around my waist, while I was pressing my whole body against hers letting my hands wander through her body until I decided to let them rest on her ass squeezing her butt cheeks. At Stiles's needy moan I did it again, and again only stopping to groan when she rolled her hips. After a little while of this insanely mad routine, we were dry humping against each other until we both came, our cries muffled by our tongues in each other's mouth. I nuzzled my face on her bared neck, leaving marks on what's mine, refusing to let her go. Not that she was leaving me anytime soon. Wrapping my arms around her waist I flipped as over so I had my back on the couch and Stiles was all over me.

Looking down at my chest I saw her beautiful, swollen, puffy, red lips gasping for air-Perfect- I said making her look up at me blushing at my declaration. My wolf couldn't be happier at the moment, OUR Mate had accepted us and we had made her come. After rubbing her cheek delicately with my thumb I placed my head on the arm of the sofa to rest for a while. Just concentrating in Stiles's heartbeat made me relax and her breathing was like a chanting to my ears, 'wait a moment... chanting?!'- Stiles?

-Yes, Derek- she answered.

-What was that chanting you were doing when you first entered the house?- I asked her. She suddenly tensed in my arms- Stiles?- all my curiosity gone, now I was worried.

-Do you know that an Alpha's wound heals slower than normal ones, even for an Alpha?- she asked quietly, I nodded my head slowly not understanding why was she asking me that- Then why do you that your hands are perfectly fine?

I looked down at my hands in amassment, she was right... I sniffed the air and finally noted the change in MY Mate's scent- I can smell magic on you... are you a witch?- I questioned hurt and confused. 'Why wasn't I able to smell it before? Is it that she doesn't trust me?'.

-When my mother died I lost control of my powers... i almost burn the whole preserve on fire- she admitted to me ashamed, I on the other side when I finally stopped gawking at her I was puffing my chest with pride at having such a powerful Mate- So Deaton thought it would be a reasonable idea to put an end to it- I started to growl throatily. 'I knew that Deaton was never one to be trusted! He only reveals a secret when It's convenient for him, and it's never the full secret either. And now he has the guts to attack MY Mate'. Obliviously of my mental ranting, Stiles continued telling me her story- He sealed my powers and memories of my mother training- she growled and I wasn't able to distinguish her growl from the growl of a wolf, making US mentally howl in pleasure for having such a perfect Mate- However, his plan backfired at the end. I felt a pull towards your sister's murderer, it was like it wasn't normal. I began to remember in pieces since that night, and tonight I recalled the angst I felt when my mother died but it was duplicated by the rage I felt towards Deaton for stealing the memories of my mother- she began to shake in anger, which only fueled mine- I even discovered that my panics attacks were triggered not by the pain of the memories of my mother but by the reason that I was getting to close to remember about my magic- sparks began to leave her fingers, so I kissed her until she calmed down- Sorry... story time is over, let's get down to buisness. If I'm going to be part of this pack as the other Alpha-pair Derek, we'll need to set some rules first- I looked at her astonished by what she was saying but then I scowled when she began to laugh- There are different kinds of mages Derek, each one of them has a gift and the powerful ones have two. However, there is a kind of them called the old ones their blood comes from the original witches, this kind has three gifts. That's why Deaton wanted to seal my powers, he was afraid of me... I'm one of the old ones. My first gift is the ability to see the bonds that people have, I can tell if they hate someone or love them, if they have a secret kept between them, if someone hurt another one, if someone has the aptitude to be someone's Mate or if they are someone's True Mate. We as well as Jackson and Lydia are the only ones I know in Beacon Heels that are True Mates- True Mates? Before I could have dragged her into another make out session she continued talking- But it runs deeper than just being able to see them, I can easily get the information that I want from it. So if someone of the pack hurts another one I'll be able to tell what happened really, or if we have to split to ambush someone I would strengthen our pack bonds so we could communicate by the bonds and tell where is each one of us or if we are hurt. Quite a good ability for being a Luna- 'Dam it! Stiles is perfect! She even knows that being an Alpha's Mate means that she'll have to be Pack Mom'- My other gift is the capacity to use healing magic, hence the answer to your question, and something that will come handy for a werewolf pack. I can control this two gifts perfectly, I had always been a fast student but even my mother used to tell me that magic came natural to me. On the other hand, I'm in elemental level on my last gift... the power to use the four elements. Until now I can only use fire when I'm in a life threatening situation or when my heart has been broken in a thousand pieces.

-It's fine MY gorgeous Mate we'll figure it out... together- I promised her, stealing a chaste kiss from her lips- So if you can see bonds that means that you know...

-That Jackson is part of your pack, yes I know- she interrupted me.

-And you are not...

-Angry?- she cut me off again, making me glare and her to smile softly- No, I'm not. Contrary to popular beliefs, Jackson had never bullied me or anyone. He only doesn't let other people in his private small social group. Everyone only thinks that he is the typical kind of jock that pushes your head in the toilet, cause he has it on Scott ever since we both became best friends. You see my father found him when he ran away from his house when he had found out that he was adopted, I was at the station at the time so I tried to cheer him up. We grew very close ever since, closer than Scott and I even, we look at each other as siblings. So when I began my friendship with Scotty, Jacks got very jealous.

-So now I understand why I almost always smell him on you and you on him- I mused out loud- So which are your rules Luna?

I smiled happily when I heard her giggles- Firstly we won't tell my father none of this- she started seriously- His job is already dangerous as it is, my mother never wanted him involved in this world and I want to respect her wishes.

-Reasonable- I said.

-Second Jackson has to be your second Beta in command. He already was strong and fast, now that he is a werewolf he will be magnificent. He'll also protect me with his life, there for will protect yours as well. He has the brains to be a good co-leader for you and the desire to have a family, he'll do anything so no harm comes our way- I nodded my head smiling when I felt myself settling better. I already had my Alpha-pair and my second Beta in command, I only need an emissary or another wolf in my pack and my wolf will be perfectly controled- Third, there's no way I'll let Deaton be our emissary!- I growled in agreement, all happiness gone- I'll do it myself but being a Luna is an enough hard job. That's why will need Lydia for more than keeping Jackson anchored. Peter also gave Lyds the bite... my mother told me that she comes from an offspring of banshees but her powers were asleep. She is immune to the bite but it will affect her, it will awake her abilities as a prophetess of death. An emissary doesn't need to be a witch or a druid, it can be any magical creature like a fairy or a banshee in this case- I looked at MY Mate in wander. How can she be so smart?!- 'She is also a damn genius and your second in command's True Mate!'- Lyds also looks for a place to belong, to be herself with no pressure of being perfect as well as she'll never go against Jackson. So what do you think Alpha?

MY wolf jumped in arrogant pride when it heard OUR Mate submit to our position- Perfect plan, from a perfect girl- I answered loving how easily I could make her blush- Something else you wish?- I asked sweetly, surprising us both. It's been a while since I've acted sweetly to anyone, that I almost forgotten how to do it. However, with her it came naturaly.

-There is one kid at school that could use the bite and a pack- she told me quietly- I know that is the Alpha's job to choose who gets the bite, but I would really appreciate if you could consider him- her honey-gold eyes were wide-open and full of so much hope that I couldn't stop myself from getting lost in their beauty and nodding my head- Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!- she chanted kissing me in between of each thanks.

-But we need to slow down, Luna- I told her seriously- First thing in the morning we'll fetch Lydia, with Jackson, form the hospital and you'll heal her with your magic. We will all go to pancake-house and have breakfast and I'll explain them what is going to happen and what are their roles in the pack. In the meanwhile, a coven with who my mother used to have an alliance will come and demolish the house. With their magic building the Hale-house again will take maximum a couple of weeks. During that time I'll be with Jackson training and you with Lydia could start yours. We'll continue being only us for at least a couple of months...

-Why so much?!- she whined but stopped when she saw me glare.

-If the top of the hierarchy of the pack isn't stable the rest of the Betas won't be either. We need to know what we are doing first before involve new people in this, we all are pretty new in this also. As well... it will give us enough time for each couple to officially mate.

-Why would it take two months to each one of us mate?- she asked curiously.

-Werewolf mate only when it is full-moon. We can have sex with whoever we want before being mated, but once we make love to someone under the full-moon is the end of the game for our specie. We'll be loyal to that person for the rest of our lives. Why do you think that we have it so bad? If we are not mated, we don't have a Mate to anchor us.

-So when we mate you won't have any trouble at full-moon again?

-If you are at my side, no I won't- I answered her.

-And Jackson won't reap Lydia into pieces while they mate... would he? Because he is new...

-Don't worry- I calmed her down- If he had been accepted by his mate there won't be a problem.

-But if he isn't...

-Then we'll have to keep Lydia away from him - I said firmly- But that won't happen cause you said it, they are True Mates- she smiled happily, now relieved- Let's go to sleep, it's been a long night.