[19/01/2019] IMPORTANT A/N TO ALL NEW READERS!

Dear Readers New and Old.

As of 2019 I have begun the progress of re-writing and heavily Editing this story.

As of Chapter 40 in the end Author Note, I informed all readers of my intentions to re-write and re-edit this story.

This is due to the fact my writing style has changed and I have grown out of love with teen wolf.

However, I promised to finish this story and intend to keep it.

I will like to stress that THIS STORY VERSION WILL NOT BE REMOVED AND WILL CONTINUE TO BE UPDATED.

This is so you can compare and contrast and choose which version you prefer best.

I also do this for the ease of my older readers who have fallen in love with this version and deserve closure.

The new version can be found on my profile under the same name.

I thank you for your time and interest in my work and hope you leave feed back so I may continue to do better.

Yours sincerely

- xTonyaJacex

Hello :)

So this is my very first published written story on and for the life of me I am determined to finish this story. I hope you guys enjoy it and give me your most honest opinions no matter what even if it is to tell me its crap. Criticism is a goo motivating factor for better results. I can't say I've been a Teen Wolf fan since the beginning because I just watched the series 2 months ago and since then all I have had on my mind is Teen Wolf. So if I cause distress apologies. I'm a huge fan of Derek and Stiles' characters respectively so their 2 of three cannon character faves. Peter honestly in my opinion is just misunderstood and there aren't many stories that show him love so I took initiative. My OC is mine and Mine alone.

Disclaimer: I do not in anyway own Teen Wolf.

I anxiously strained my neck looking around to see if could spot her anywhere. Nope she still hadn't turned up and the movie was starting. I huffed and adjusted the grip I had on the popcorn.

Dearest Asshole of a best friend I hope he was worth the fuck you ditched me for

-A

Sliding my phone back into my pocket I picked up the drink and stuck the can of coke into my pocket. I could literally feel the twitch of my eye and bulging vein on my forehead. One thing I hate the most… being ditched. Handing my ticket to the worker I winced a bit at the pity filled gaze he gave me. He must think me pathetic. After all the guy was literally 2 steps away from me when I left her that voice mail.

"Got stood up huh? Don't worry about it there are plenty more fish in the sea"

I faked a smile in reply and hastily made my way into the cinema room. He didn't know a thing. He just simply assumed I was here on a date. Maybe I should be thinking it was nice that he assumed I had enough of a social life to even HAVE a date. I mean he was probably thinking 'What else does a young women like her do on a Friday night?' Maybe I should have corrected him and said 'Oh no I didn't get stood up or anything it's just my ex best friend threatened to make me sleep outside and generally become homeless least I not come watch this stupid movie with her whilst she pinned over her ex-boyfriend who oh by the way less than 2 days ago cheated on her'

It didn't exactly highlight any good points for my ex bestie but that's alright I needed to get a new one anyway. Sucking sulkily on my straw and gulping as much Mountain dew as I could I scanned for a seat? It was pretty full tonight, which really shouldn't surprise me because it was the typical date night. All the people who had social lives were running the streets and contaminating them with their social-ness. Surprisingly the back row was empty with only one person sitting there. Honestly it didn't make sense to me because usually the back is the first aisle to be filled. ESPECIALLY on a Friday. Slowly making my way towards the back aisle I inwardly understood why everyone wanted to avoid the back row.

The guy that sat there was the epitome of Stay Away From me. He had the whole rugged bad boy dangerous look going for him. From the black leather jacket to the scruffy beard on his face. If that didn't scare you off than the scrunch of his eyebrows, the frown on his face and the glare of his eyes did. He was two seats in and was the only one in the back row. As far as I was concerned I had two options… I could pretend just like everyone else that the back row didn't exist and the man wasn't sitting there all by his lonesome or … I could go plonk myself next to him and give off the same aura of Stay Away from Me.

It was the giggling that made the choice for me. Well the giggling, the flirting and the whole lovey dovey smooch smooch the couples in the other rows were doing that made the decision. The ads and such were starting just as I sat myself down. Due to the end row seat having a suspicious white stain on it I ended up sitting next to the man. I could feel his glare on the side of my face but didn't really bother to acknowledge it. My eyes were still on the screen as I moved around in my seat to get comfy. After feeling reasonably settled I finally gave him my attention. He was still glaring, eyebrows still scrunched up and a frown still on his face. He was probably wondering what the fuck I was doing. I gave him a cheery smile and then leaned to whisper.

"Hope you don't mind"

He didn't say anything, just stared. I guess he must have thought me to be unimportant though because he just turned his head back to the screen. I continued staring at him though, taking in his profile. I won't lie from what I could tell with the dimmed lights and everything the guy looked striking. His build was simply magnificent. Strong jaw judging by the shading and shadows casted on his face. Even though the beard kind of lessened the effect. His nose was quiet sharp but it suited his face. His shoulders weren't too broad but you could tell the guy packed some muscles unless of course he was wearing a slight size too small jacket. It was nice I realised. It was different. There was nothing similar or familiar about the situation, the place, and the people everything was new and different. The feeling of utter content fluttered about my insides and I happily chomped on some popcorn. Facing the screen with a content smile I revelled in the feeling of unfamiliarity.

He couldn't believe he was doing this. If he thought about it as in really thought about it, it did make sense for him to be the one babysitting the baby beta but that didn't mean he had to like it. Stiles couldn't do it because he was babysitting his coyote girlfriend who just so happened to be Derek's newly discovered cousin whose father was Derek's psychotic uncle currently locked up in a mental house for attempting to murder a teenager. How was this his life? Derek could grumble and angst all he wanted about the problems in his life but he knew it wouldn't help at all. Scott was the Alpha now. His first beta was Liam and his pack consisted of a human, Kitsune, banshee, coyote and himself. Not even in werewolf terms were they normal. Derek would be lying if he said that he could never tell when his face was all scrunched up and 'sour' looking. He knew exactly what kind of image he portrayed and he liked it. People gave him clearance and space. They didn't approach him to make meaningless small talk. He liked being intimidating even found it to be a great laugh… inwardly of course.

He was startled out of his thoughts when the endless nudging of his arm occurred. He looked at the figure that was seated beside him and wanted to groan. He wore loose faded blue denim jeans that looked to be in danger of falling down. His feet were draped over the arm rest of the movie theatre chairs despite the fact it wasn't approved of and his ragged looking converse covered feet waved itself around in the air. He had on a hoodie that looked to be 2 sizes too large from him that was grey in colour and was simply plain. His choice in clothing only made him look drowned and scrawny, borderline frail. To top of the look the boy also wore a baseball cap that was blue in colour and looked worn out from years of use. From what he could tell the kid also had dark hair and a slightly feminine face. Poor kid must get bullied.

"Want some popcorn?"

Even his voice was slightly too soft for a guy. If Derek was to take a guess he would say the kid was around 16 or 17 and was one of those unfortunate guys when it came to puberty. Instead of answering the kid Derek just turned his head back to the screen and was preparing to go back into his thoughts. He snuck a glance over at the assignment he was given and tried not to huff out in agitation.

Liam seemed to have been fine. His arm draped casually around the back of the girls arm and her head was resting on his shoulder. They were chuckling at the film. Admittedly he had no idea what the hell was happening in the film, too caught up in his own thoughts to really care. All he knew was that it was another one of those sappy Romantic Comedies that couples liked to go watch together. He still couldn't believe he was wasting his Friday here. So what if the full moon was tomorrow and Liam was still wary about the whole werewolf thing. Scott bit him so it should be his problem not Derek's. Yet somehow Derek still found himself playing babysitter and butler. Maybe it was more because he was so intimidating. He was desperately trying not to grin at the fact that Liam still twitched in fear when they were alone. Watching the kid start to softly stroke the arm of the girl Derek tried really hard not to feel like a creeper. The movie was 20 minutes in when he felt and was distracted by the constant shifting and twitching of the kid next to him.

Derek didn't know why the kid decided he was joyful enough to sit next to. There was a reason Derek scared of everyone who wanted the back row seats. Partly because he enjoyed it and partly because he could. He wasn't sure if Liam knew Scott sent him to babysit him but either way he wasn't too freaked if the kid threw a tantrum. It would be Scott's problem not his, he was just following the Alpha's orders. It didn't bother him that he wasn't Alpha anymore, in all honestly he enjoyed the lack of pressure to care for the pack. As being just another wolf in the pack he didn't have to worry constantly about the pack staying low and such. That was now Scott's job. No more life or death decisions placed solely on his shoulders. Nope not anymore. Now he just had to make sure they trained and played advisor to all of Scott's (although Stiles majority of the time asks) questions on all things werewolf. Even then though he can't really help out so much because he was never trained to be Alpha. That was Laura. Peter had all the information they could possibly need but he was a no go because he tried to kill Scott. Even then the chances of them actually getting a straight answer out of him was slim.

The shuffling hadn't stopped and was beginning to annoy him just as much as when Stiles did it. Although with Stiles one look usually had him freezing like a Popsicle. He already gave him a pointed stare yet obviously that got ignored. Gritting his teeth he glared harder and managed a "stop" Through his teeth.

The teen froze and looked up at him with a blank face before moving again anyway but this time having his legs planted firmly on the ground and his arms folded on his chest. Satisfied Derek checked to see if Liam was still alright only to hear the incessant tapping and bouncing of the kid's leg.

Letting out a low growl he gripped the kid's leg slightly tight to stop it. The shadows from the screen made the kids features impossible to really make out but he could see the sheepish grin by the teeth shining due to the light of the screen.

"Ugh I'm sorry alright it's just…. This movie is so shit I'm at the verge of throwing up from the stench"

Derek just stares. The kid takes that as an invitation for conversation and adjusts himself so he's facing him and starts to whisper madly. It really wasn't an invitation.

"We all understand the plot to every Romance movie. Girl meets guy they fall in love tumble through some issues have their woe is me moments and then they MAGICALLY sort their shit out and the movie ends with I love you and let's get hitched endings" He flopped back into his chair after his rant and just seemed so pained.

"I hate movies like these. They just piss me off. What pisses me off more is being privy to watching horny teens and such watch them as well"

Derek really didn't ask.

Derek doesn't know why or how but he finds himself already halfway through the movie and still Listening to the kid. The kid had been blabbering away since he proclaimed his dislike for romance films and Derek had found himself learning more about the stranger than he thought he would.

The kid hates romantic films. The kid hates the idea of romance. The kid hates seeing couples. The kid doesn't believe in such things like happy endings. The kid also hates friends who threaten people to see movies with them but then ditch them for a cheating ex-boyfriend.

Derek is sure the kid prattled on some more about how crappy the filming was and the horrible acting and portrayal of characters. Not to mention that as far as Derek can remember the kid had pointed out 5 film mistakes that show crappy editing.

It had finally gotten to that climatic part of the film. That it moment where the couple realises they've been stupid and are going to fix everything. Derek is slightly amazed at the fact that he hasn't once felt the urge to stomp out of the theatre and ignore his assignment. He checks with Liam once more like he has been doing the whole time to see him and the girl in the same positions. Leaning back and relaxing his shoulders a bit he prepares to get his ears talked of some more by the kid because despite how annoying it is it really is helping him past the time.

It takes a while but Derek notices the silence. When he turns to face the kid he finds him staring at a couple one row in front. He had stopped eating his popcorn and seemed to be shaking his head slowly. Derek couldn't understand why. He was pretty sure the kid didn't know who they were and the couple seemed too distracted with each other to really notice anything else. It was honestly a shock to both him and the kid when he asks what's bugging him.

The teen looks at him and he could see a frown on their face. Shoving a bit more popcorn into his mouth he sighs a little sadly.

"It's just that…. The guy has no idea what's waiting for him"

Raising his eyebrows in obvious question he waits for him to elaborate.

"That couple you look at them and you think they're smitten and probably going to get hitched and have as many babies as they can before they die old. Well that's where you're wrong"

Admittedly Derek has no care for the couple but he is curious as to what the kid has to say. Grudgingly Derek admits that the kid had interesting opinions….. But never would you hear him say that out loud.

"How can you tell" He grunts at the kid. Honestly just humouring him.

The kid kind of frowns at him and takes a sip at his drink once more before his lips tighten into what could be described as disgust.

"I stood behind them in the snack cue. The guy is cheating, he has a girl on the side and has been playing her off as his mom texting him. Not to mention he full out ogles anything that wears a skirt. I got to admit that he's pretty good at covering his tracks. Only sneaking an ogle when the girlfriends in deep conversation with someone else. The jokes on him though because his girlfriend knows and is planning some major revenge. This movie outing of theirs is sort of like a 'thanks for the memories' thing before she dishes him the pain"

The kid goes on explaining, predicting and such everyone in the theatre. At first Derek really just though it amusing until the kid starts to tell him HOW he knew all that. The more the kid explains the more obvious everything becomes. Derek understands that the married couple to the left 4 rows down were happily married because of the subtle ways they would touch each other and offer support in minor gestures. How the twenty something year old in the 3rd row is trying to figure out how to propose to his girlfriend and is really trying to distract himself from chickening out.

There's more but Derek is starting to be suspicious of the kid. How can he know so much about people he has never even met? Derek starts to really observe and scout out the kid. He even tries to sort through all the weird scents the kid harbours. Which mind you was very irritatingly hard.

Before Derek realises it the credits are rolling and he hadn't even been able to scent the kid. Startled from his concentration he jumps to asses where Liam and his date are, accidently surprising the kid. Having spotted Liam and the girl still seated and laughing he let out a huff and let his usual scowl grace his face.

"Oof! Geez dude where's the fire"

Derek's shoulders automatically tensed at the word fire. Inwardly shaking off his aversion to the word he turned to the suspicious kid. No he did not blanch at how tangled the kid looked. No he did not think it was comical and reminded him of Stiles. No he did not want to grin.

"You need help?" He offered. Voice still gruff and intimidating.

"Nope I'm good just knocked of my hat. Could you get that for me?"

Rolling his eyes Derek reached over for the blue cap that managed to land at his feet. He could hear the strange kid grumbling about how much of a klutz he was.

"Thanks mate"

Derek just stared. It was too dark in the cinema to have really looked at the kid but now that the lights were on he could see just fine. What he saw made him grateful at the fact that he never directly addressed the kid out loud.

What he had thought to have been scrawny teenager with a favouritism to baggy clothes was in fact someone not so much younger then himself. They had eyes similar to that of a doe which shone a brilliant honey brown colour. Looking into them made Derek feel as if he was in the warm summer season with the feeling of sweet relief and relaxation. Those eyes were framed with dark thick lashes which only made the colour stand out more. Skin that looked to be the milkiest creamy white he had ever encountered and was clear and soft at the sight accompanied by lips ,the colour a soft pink, plump and pouty. High cheek bones and a modest sized nose.

Derek was entranced by such a sight but did not show it at all on his face. His attention to busy with the locks that tumbled and looked messed from where the stranger had stuffed it under the cap.

Hair a rich Dark almost Black Brown unfurled and fell in curls and waves. The glorious locks ended just above the chest and framed its owner's face generously giving them a slight youthful innocent look. Derek couldn't believe that this entire time he couldn't even sense both as a human and as a werewolf that the strange kid was in fact a young women few years his younger.

As she reached to take her worn cap from his hands he noted how feminine and slim her fingers were. She was a modest height or at least just right for someone of her stature. She just reached under his nose and had to tilt back her head to look him in the eyes. Taking in her entire profile Derek would go as far as to say she looked like a blast from the past.

Despite her looks as soon as her cap is placed on her head she hastily tucks in majority of her hair under the worn thing. The cap hides her face and conceals her beauty. Her clothing extremely baggy on her frame giving her a bulky pudgy look with little to steal from. Her entire demeanor changed and if Derek had not just spent an entire movie with her he would have never even thought to acknowledge her presence at all. She made it easy to ignore her unless she initiated or deliberately brought about attention towards her person. For that Derek could admire.

She turned to him and gave him a grateful smile, collected her discarded rubbish and made a move to leave. Derek had taken note of Liam and his date getting ready to leave as well still blissfully ignorant of everything around them. It wasn't till he heard a throat being cleared that he turned away and took note that the strange girl was standing there looking reluctant. Raising his eyebrows and giving her a curious expression he waited for her to voice what she wanted.

"I know honestly that it's not any of my business and I probably annoyed you enough with my babbles for the night but…" She had trailed of and he noticed that her gaze had shifted to Liam and his date. Derek's stance changed slightly waiting to hear and see if she would be a threat towards his pack mate. His muscles tensed and his eyes focused solely on the girl as she gazed at Liam. She looked reluctant, accepting, annoyed as well as disgusted. The wolf in him wanted to flash his fangs at her but then he noticed that she was directing her gaze at Liam's date.

"He certainly looks like a nice kid. Charming and goofy. I won't try and guess your relation to him but you obviously care about him if you're willing to stalk him through a Romantic Comedy on a Friday night without any plans. Especially when you look the way you do" Derek ignored that last bit.

"Anyway basically he looks like a good kid and despite your whole mafia mobster attitude you're a pretty cool Dude so I'm telling you this as a favor. That girl is in no way what she seems"

Derek immediately looked over at Liam and his date. The girl didn't seem like much of a threat. When Derek first saw her she reminded him of a mixed version of Lydia and Allison. Her fashion sense and feisty attitude similar to Lydia and her aura of innocence and butterflies similar to Allison. If he thought about it that last bit may be more or less the reason Scott was okay with Liam taking the girl out. Derek tried not to feel the dread of it being a repeat of history and hoped the girl wasn't some secret Hunter who had a crazy aunt and grandfather.

"How" was all he responded with to the strange girl taking note of how serious she looked?

She had a slight frown on her face and her eyes were darting up and down Liam's date. Derek realised she was analysing and reading the girl just like she had been with everyone else in the cinema.

"She smiles too much. Her fingers twitch every time he touches her and her eyes turn cold when he's not looking. During the movie she was too still and constantly turned her head to survey the room one too many times. Her laugh is a tad to light and despite the fact their holding hands she makes sure there is a certain space between them. She has a scar somewhere near her collarbone implying that however she got it has some reason for her actions"

Derek was now looking at the strange girl he had sat beside curious more so then before. He wanted to ask how she can tell those stuff but stubbornly remained silent. He let the silence hang waiting to see if she would add more.

"She doesn't actually like that kid and is probably using him to get to something" The strange girl concluded.

"Why should I believe what you say? For all I know you could be just as bad as her" Derek replied

Together they watched Liam and the girl laugh and talk, making their way towards the exit until it was just Derek and the strange Female. She gave Derek an amused smile and let out a slight huff.

"Call it a favour. An apology even for spoiling your night. The warning is yours to do with what you like, I just thought that someone such as yourself wouldn't like to see a kid like that know what a broken heart feels like" having said that she made her way out whistling a tune he didn't know.

"You never told me your name" He impulsively called out. Derek cursed up a storm within his mind.

She simply lifted a hand as if waving away his comment like an annoying fly.

"If we ever meet again Green Eyes I'll be sure to leave a number in addition"

Just like that the stranger was gone. Steadily making his way out he scanned the place for a sign of the strange girl and his pack mate. Not finding her he looked for his assignment and studied them from afar. Derek would have thought them to have been just another bunch of love-struck teenagers. Of course that would have been if he didn't know one was a dangerous and freshly turned Beta werewolf with anger issues. No matter how he tried after the girl had analysed Liam's date he noticed it all. The way she would grimace just the tiniest when Liam would touch her and the stone cold gaze she had when she thought no one was looking.

So maybe it could be a false alarm but Derek wasn't going to take any chances. Later that night when he talked to Scott he mentioned his uneasiness about the girl and opinions on her not being entirely what she seems. Derek was glad it was just Scott he had managed to reach and that he was not with his attached limb by the name of Stiles. Stiles would have demanded evidence, signs and reasons which would have meant Derek would have to tell them about the strange girl who sat beside him. Scott trusted Derek when it came to the safety of each member of the Pack, if Derek was uneasy then Scott would trust it was for a reason. Hanging up, Derek contemplated and played with his reasoning's for not mentioning the strange girl. In the end he still had no idea why he wanted her to remain a secret. The chances of the two ever meeting was close to none. So Derek locked away the encounter in the back of his mind and focused more on what his plans for the next day would consist of.

Any thoughts of the strange girl he met were pushed to the back of his mind and wouldn't be brought back up until another time.

So guys this is the first chapter for Keeper's Keep. The title isn't all that satisfying for me so the further along we get into the story I'll happily accept any suggestions you have :). Tell me what you thought I don't mind flames because at least you read it. Oh and if you don't think I'm doing justice to the characters just let me know. Also If the way I wrote Derek's point of view was confusing tell me please so I can adjust it accordingly.

Thank you for your time x