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Chapter One
Scott's POV
All my wolfish senses were temporarily dismantled when I was kissing her, actually it wasn't just when I kissed her, it was when I hugged her, when I was with her, and even sometimes when I thought of her. She was my anchor, the reason I rarely lost control, even on a full moon, and the best part of all, she was my girlfriend. Tonight however it was strictly homework, after the messed up battle with Allison's grandfather, Gerard, alliances had formed with Chris Argent- Allison's father. Never-the-less that didn't mean I could get all cosy with Chris Argent's daughter even though I had his permission to continue dating her.
"Can't we just ditch homework for just half an hour?" I begged Allison as I wrapped my arms around her petite waist and began kissing her neck,
"Scott!" she exclaimed, pushing me away, "You're lucky dad hasn't amputated you from the waist and down!"
"Well because he hasn't… I can do many things to you from the waist and down," I slid my hand up her thigh only she grabbed it before anything more could happen,
"Scott, I said no!" she refused as she threw my hand off her. Tonight we'd gone through so many science lectures I thought my brain would explode, I knew education was just as important for me as it was for Allison, but we needed to let loose for once in a blue moon.
"Come on Allison, just fifteen minutes?" I pouted, gazing at her with my puppy-dog eyes,
"Make it ten and you've got a deal," finally she caved and unable to refuse her ten minute offer I jumped at the chance- quite literally as we fell back onto her bed and began to make out furiously.
Things escalated rather fast as Allison and I both battled for pole position, but suddenly I was momentarily distracted from her lips as my phone rang and a text message came through.
"Are you going to get that?" Allison asked, her voice teasing me,
"Nah it's just Stiles," I replied as I set my mobile phone down and turned my attention back to Allison, whose warm body was calling me, louder than any wolf howl, but not loud enough to mask the blood-curdling scream of my best friend. "STILES!" I exclaimed, recognizing that voice anywhere and throwing the covered off.
"Scott! Scott, what's wrong with Stiles?" Allison questioned worriedly, as I hastily pulled on my T-shirt and hoodie,
"He's in trouble," I replied as I slung my backpack over my shoulders and kissed Allison on her forehead, "Stay here, please Allison, I need you to stay safe," I blew her another kiss before exiting out the window and rushing off into the wilderness of Beacon Hills.
I didn't get very far when I came crashing into a large figured, running at around the same speed as me, "Derek?" I spat as I recovered from smashing into a light post. Derek Hale was the alpha of a werewolf pack which I refused to join, and although he didn't like to admit it he was a wreck ever since his family was burned alive in a fire, caused by Allison's aunt Kate. Derek also had an annoying habit of knowing everything and suddenly every situation I got into required his help. "Stiles is-" I began but was cut off
"In trouble- yeah I know," Derek continued my sentence for me, in his almost sardonic way, which always irked me.
"What happened to him?" I asked,
"That I am about to find out. Find Isaac, he'll be close by, and follow Stiles' scent," Derek instructed, mentioning Isaac Lahey who was a new and loyal addition to Derek's pack.
"Isn't that what you're doing?" I countered as I discovered a flaw in his plan,
"Yes but if we find Stiles and whatever has attacked him than we are better off arriving at different times for back up," Derek explained before taking off, leaving me standing there stunned and rubbing my shoulder which I'd fallen on. I found Isaac already following Stiles' scent a couple of streets up from where I'd ran into Derek, he greeted me with a friendly smile and wave as we teamed up in search for Stiles.