Title: Wolf Problems

Hello, everyone. This is a sequel fanfiction story to The New Wolf on the Block.

Summary: After a breakup between Stiles and Hazel, Hazel is left with anger and a new found attitude. How will the rest of the pack handle her though?

General Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Wolf. I don't own any of the Teen Wolf characters. I don't make any money from these stories.

Notes: I only own the characters "Renea" and "Hazel."

WARNING: This story contains M/F spanking, profanity, and violence.

Chapter One: The Reason

Three days past, and Hazel still refused to eat, drink, and sleep. She was so depressed, she could only lie on her back and think about the one person she had spent so much time with in the past three months, the one person who could always make her feel better, and the one person she actually started to love in a way she had never loved anyone before: Stiles Stilinski.

*FLASHBACK: 3 DAYS AGO*

Stiles had just walked out of biology with Jackson, Erica, Scott, and Isaac. It was their last class of the day, and the teenagers were ready to go home. Something stopped Stiles though as he walked outside, talking to Scott. He saw two people, two girls, and one was wailing punches on the other. The one that was pinning the girl to the ground was someone he recognized. It was his girlfriend. Hazel was sitting on another girl's stomach, punching her with a right hook repeatedly.

Scott and Stiles both ran over to her to try and get her to stop. Stiles pulled Hazel off of the tan girl with midnight, black hair. She was crying and her makeup was running. A purple-blue bruise started forming on her right temple, eye, and cheek. From the looks of it, Hazel had been beating the girl for quite some time.

The True Alpha decided to help the vulnerable girl up off the ground while Stiles held the raging beta like a boa constrictor. Jackson caught up with them when he noticed the commotion going on and asked Scott, "what the hell happened?"

"We came outside and saw Hazel beating this girl up." Scott still held the smaller girl by her shoulders as she sobbed into her hands, to ashamed to reveal her face.

Stiles all of a sudden asked the girl what her name was. She told them it was Cassandra, and then he continued to ask more questions, regardless of the state she was in.

"What happened here?" He asked in not so much of an out of breath tone, but was having to talk and hold down a werewolf at the same time.

"Me and my friends were teasing this skinny kid and then that bitch pulls me by my hair outside and starts beating me up!" Cassandra then started to cry again, not as badly as the first time, but eventually she made it down to a sniffle here and there.

"YOU LYING BITCH! You know for a damn fact that is not what happened! Her and those other fuckers were pushing this guy around who had scoliosis!"

Scott, Stiles, and Jackson looked shocked by this fact. It was pretty big for someone to stand up for another person like that, and Scott wasn't so sure what to do about the situation anymore. Stiles lightened his grip on Hazel and said, "If you calm down, I'll let you go."

Hazel eventually became tired and settled against his chest. He let go of her, and she moved over to where Jackson stood. She didn't know why she chose to do this, but her instincts seemed to move her feet for her. The taller brunette looked down at her with lips in a line, judging the situation quietly.

Finally, Jackson said to Hazel, "Ok, this kid was being a bitch I get that-" Cassandra was going to say something but decided against it and clamped her mouth shut. "But you don't have the right to go around fighting people. You just don't. You know this. So, come on, I'll take you home." When he finished talking, he grabbed her by the upper arm and basically had to drag Hazel over to his Porsche. Hazel struggled all the way there. She risked a glance over her shoulder to look at Stiles, but he stood there with disappointment on his face with his hands in his pockets.

Later that night, Stiles had called her because he knew Derek wouldn't let him come over. Stiles knew Hazel would be in some sort of trouble because of the fight she got into -especially because she was the one who started it.

"Hey, Hazel. Listen… I need to talk to you about something." Stiles' voice held sadness. She knew this conversation wasn't going to end well.

"Ok? Go ahead." Hazel responded, managing to say the words without her voice breaking evenness.

"I think it would be best… If we break up. I just don't think I can date someone with anger issues." His message came out choppy and awkward, but she was too shocked to notice. All she processed was "we break up."

"Oh…" She couldn't believe it.

"Um- Hazel?"

But Hazel didn't reply. She hung up the phone and dropped it on her bed blankly. She then curled up on her bed in a ball and sobbed at the loss her heart felt.

*END FLASHBACK*