A/N: Hello, all! So, I recently became interested in the Teen Wolf TV series (I know, it took me 18 years!) because a lot of people have been writing fics about it...and from what I've read about it…ohmigoodness it is fantastic! I still haven't seen much anything except for clips, but I'm getting all 5 seasons on DVD from the library, so…YAY ALL THE BOYS ARE SO ATTRACTIVE! (well, Scott, Isaac, Liam, and Derek, anyways. ;-) ) This is my first Teen Wolf fic, so please be patient with me…I'm still trying to work out the characters, as I don't have an amazingly good grip on them…if you have any recommendations, please let me know! Also, please note that this departs from canon a bit (which for me is-usually-a bad thing), as I want to have certain people in the pack together…so I've taken a bit of "creative license". Hopefully it's still enjoyable!

DISCLAIMER I DON'T OWN TEEN WOLF AND NEVER WILL I JUST ENJOY IT!

Also, massive thanks to justastrugglingwriter, as they gave me the inspiration and reassurance I needed to write this story! Without you, I don't really think this story would have gotten off the ground, so thanks a ton! I hope you enjoy it!

CLIFFHANGER ALERT AND WHUMPAGE WARNING!

Please enjoy "The Beta from Forest Grove" Chapter 1!

It was a warm, sunny day in Beacon Hills. But then, wasn't every day warm and sunny in California? At Beacon Hills High School, lacrosse practice was just coming to a close. Four people-a tall, dark, and snarky werewolf, a kitsune, a banshee, and a werecoyote-stood out in the bleachers, waiting for someone.

Or, more accurately, someones.

Four forms made their way out of the boys' locker room, heading up towards their friends. "You know, Scott, sometimes it's not fair that you three play so well."

"Stiles…you do remember that we are werewolves, right?"

"No, I know, I just feel like you should be forced to have some off days where you let the normal people be Batman for once."

"Dude-for the last time, you're not Robin!" The two teens behind him chuckled. "Isaac, Liam, don't encourage him." The friends looked at each other, before bursting into laughter. Derek rolled his eyes, looking annoyed with his friends' behavior, but secretly enjoying it at the same time. Normally, he didn't always meet up with the younger Pack members at their school, but had been doing a lot of research recently on a new supernatural creature, which meant that he was inside most of the time. When Scott found out, he told Derek that he should come meet them after practice, so that they could go on a run or something, and just make sure he got outside…and didn't end up going crazy and eating his furniture.

"I'm serious-you should try out for lacrosse next year, Malia!"

"Stiles, I still don't understand a lot of things, but one thing I do understand is that if something is a 'boys' team, that girls are not supposed to play on it."

"Oh, come on…it's more of a…both-gender team!"

"Then explain why there are no girls currently on the team…and why there have never been any on the team in the history of the school." Lydia responded. Stiles thought about it for a few moments, sighing exasperatedly when he couldn't think of a catchy response in time.

Suddenly, Derek sniffed the air. "There's someone here…another werewolf." The others looked at him in surprise. "Wait-you mean besides us? Where?" Liam queried. The older werewolf nodded, looking around cautiously. Suddenly, he froze. "Her." he said, nodding at a person off to the side. The person in question was a young teenage girl who looked to be about sixteen years old. She had long golden-blond hair and hazel eyes, and was rather tall (not as tall as Derek or Isaac, but definitely taller than Stiles (and maybe Scott)). She was sitting at the very edge of the sidewalk slumped over herself, as if she didn't want anyone to notice her. Now that they had, the werewolves in the Pack could smell the exhaustion and pain coming off of her in giant waves. They could also sense-however much she tried to cover it up-large waves of fear and anxiety.

"I wonder who she is…I've never seen her." Lydia responded.

"Oh right, like you know every girl at school?"

"Pretty much."

Scott sighed, rolling his eyes and smirking at his friends' antics. "I'm going to go over and talk to her."

"Are you sure you want to?" Isaac queried. The fact that there was an unknown werewolf in his Pack's territory was making him a bit antsy, and it was starting to pass to the others. Scott nodded. "Yeah…I don't think she's much of a threat. You guys can come along if you want." He started walking over to the younger girl, moving more and more slowly as he got closer. The girl slowly looked up as he got near, scooting away slightly as he did so. "Hey, hey…I'm not going to hurt you." Scott said, holding his hands up. "I just want to talk." He could tell that she was still frightened, but she stopped moving away, and allowed Scott to sit down next to her. He held out a hand. "Hi, I'm Scott…who are you?" It took a little while, but she finally reached out and shyly shook his hand. "I'm Amber." she murmured quietly.

Scott smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Amber. Is this your first day in Beacon Hills?" Amber shyly nodded, looking down at the ground. "Well, I'm glad you're here. Beacon Hills is a great town." Amber quietly looked up at him with a small smile-which then turned to a small look of panic as the other Pack members slowly headed over. "Hey, it's okay…they're just my friends. They're not going to hurt you…they're just my Pack." The younger girl looked at them all in shock, before turning back to Scott, her eyes glowing a faint gold as she did so. Scott smiled back at her, his eyes glowing bright red. The others (the other werewolves) let their eyes glow as well. Amber gulped, obviously uncomfortable. "Oh…I didn't know that there was already a Pack here…I'm sorry, I'll move on, then…" Before she could move, though, Scott laid a hand on her leg, using his strength to keep her from rising. Amber also had super strength, but Scott's Alpha powers made him a good deal stronger. "You don't have to leave, Amber." The younger girl shook her head, looking back at the ground. "All of us can tell that you're hurt and exhausted-even those who aren't werewolves. You wouldn't make it much longer on your own…"

"I've made it on my own this far." she murmured, but Scott wasn't having any of it, feeling the soft tremors of exhaustion running through her body. A movement to his right caught his eye, and he flicked his eyes up to see Derek settling down on Amber's other side. He gently placed his hand on Amber's exposed right elbow (which she didn't seem to notice), slowly drawing out her pain as he did so. He nodded at Scott to keep her distracted, so that she wouldn't notice him, and Scott nodded back. "Where did you come from?" the Alpha queried. Amber sighed, biting her lip a little before replying, "Forest Grove, in Oregon."

"I know that place…" Isaac murmured. "It's like twelve hours away by car, right? Did you drive here?" It took a while, again, but Amber finally shook her head, looking at her hands as she did so. "Yes…and no."

"What do you mean 'yes and no'?" Liam queried. Amber sighed, seemingly growing more nervous as she answered their questions. "Yes, it's twelve or so hours by car…and no, I didn't drive here."

"Well, what did you do, then?" Kira queried. Amber shook her head, seemingly refusing to answer. They sat there for a moment, waiting for her to reply, when Stiles gasped, seemingly having worked something out in his head. "Don't tell me…don't tell me you ran all the way here?" The others stared in shock at Amber, who closed her eyes and looked down, almost as if she could somehow hide the answer by refusing to reply. None of the others bought it, however. "How long have you been running?" Scott asked, gently running a hand over her left arm. Amber gulped, slightly freaked out by the fact that Scott and his pack hadn't kicked her out of Beacon Hills yet, and how kind they were being to her.

"Amber."

She could hear the Alpha authority in Scott's voice, and she found herself finally answering, "Three hundred and eighty hours…which translates to about…fifteen days." She still hadn't opened her eyes, and so she heard rather then saw everyone around her gasp, and felt two more hands come to gently rest on her-one on her right knee (Isaac), and the other on her left shoulder, behind Scott (Liam). She breathed out slowly, finally finding the courage to open her eyes. She could feel-and now see-the four werewolves siphoning away her pain, and she smiled gratefully at them. "What were-or are-you running away from?" one of the girls from Scott's pack queried, a brunette with brown eyes. Amber gulped, but then froze, hearing a car driving up. The others also turned to see a light blue truck pulling into the parking lot, and the driver staring directly at them. Amber let out a dark snarl, and the others removed their hands in surprise at the anger now pouring from her. As she stood up, the driver's side door of the truck opened, and a tall woman emerged. She looked similar to Amber, with the same hair and eye color, but appeared to be about five years older. A man also popped from the other side. He was tall and muscular (built rather like a football player), with short brown hair and cold brown eyes. Two more cars pulled in behind the truck.

"Well, well, well, little sister…" the woman called, "I am impressed. Traveling for as long as you have the last few weeks, while avoiding us most of the time…I'm honestly impressed. It's been too long since I…we…last saw you." She stepped forwards with a crooked smile, as if to approach the group, before stopping at Amber's harsh growl. "Not long enough, Lisa. Not nearly enough."

"Oh, come on, Amber…why are you still running? You've had your fun…now come back to our Pack, where you belong. We all came out to bring you home…" She cut off as Amber shook her head. "You don't get it, do you? I left to get away from the Pack. I don't care if it means that I'm on my own now…I am never going to be a part of your Pack again. Not after what you've done." Her sister growled angrily, and her eyes glowed a dark red. Amber heard Scott and the others gasping from behind her, but she tuned them out as best as she could. She needed to be focused for what was going to happen next. She could feel the Beta inside of her both trying to respond and ignore her current Alpha, which only resulted in a nasty (but brief) bout of nausea. She suddenly felt her inner wolf calm slightly, and looked to see Scott behind her, with a gentle hand rubbing her neck. Once his eyes met hers, they flashed red, before he nodded. Amber got his message loud and clear.

Whatever you do…we're right behind you.

She nodded back slightly, turning back to face her sister. "After what we've done? Pray tell, little sister-what is it, that we've done? Besides take care of you, and protect you, and-"

"You know exactly what I mean, Lisa. I mean the 'hunts' that you and the rest of the Pack would go on, that I was never allowed on until a few months ago. The 'hunts' where you and Jax go around Biting anyone you come across, no matter who they are, and then just leave them there-even if they're dying-and where the rest of the Pack just goes around mauling men and children…even children who can barely walk. You just go around and destroy people's lives-and take their lives away-without even thinking about it. And without caring that those people mattered to someone."

When she finished talking, Amber didn't even need super-hearing to know that those behind her were pissed at her sister and her Pack. Heck, two of them (Isaac and Liam) were already transforming as she stood there. Her sister growled back. "We gave you the privilege of coming with us, and becoming a true member of our pack, and what did you do? You turned tail and ran the first chance you could find!"

"Yes, because I learned what the Pack was about, and knew that I didn't want to be a part of it!"

"Amber…I-we-came out today to offer you a chance to come back into the fold. Everyone came out to talk to you-even Natalie, and we all know how good of friends you two are."

"Natalie and I stopped being friends the moment I realized what exactly was going on. And I'm never rejoining you."

"So you'd rather be an Omega-an outcast and loner-than make the sensible decision and come back to us?" Lisa scoffed. Amber nodded, her expression as hard as a rock.

"I'd rather be alone for the rest of my life than be a part of your hellish pack." Lisa growled low in her throat, her eyes glowing extremely bright. "Amber, you will rejoin the Pack, and we will return to Forest Grove-right now." They could all hear the Alpha-ness in Lisa's voice, and all eyes turned to Amber. On the one hand, Amber reasoned, life would be a lot simpler if she returned to the Pack. They ran the show around Forest Grove, and were pretty much the top of the food chain, so she would instantly command respect, which she wouldn't have if she left. On the other hand, even if she left and became an Omega, it would still mean that she would be free from her sister's controlling ways, and be able to get away from the Pack and those abhorrent 'hunts'. Her choice was clear, but it was hard to make it while her sister attempted to exert her Alpha dominance. She took a deep breath, attempting to squish down the part of her Beta that still responded to her sister's authority, before shaking her head. "No." she replied. Her sister and the man-Jax-stared at her in shock, as did the rest of Lisa's pack, who had finally emerged from their cars. "What did you say?" Lisa queried, glaring daggers at her sister.

"I said, NO. Whether I become an Omega for the rest of my life, I don't care…but I'd rather be an Omega than have any more to do with your Pack." Her sister sighed, looking almost apologetic. "I had hoped it wouldn't come to this, but it seems we have no choice…Jax, if you will…"

Jax nodded, slowly making his way around the truck. "I'm going to enjoy teaching you a lesson, you impudent pup." So saying, he transformed, eyes glowing red, before charging at Amber, who charged back at him. He obviously was stronger than the younger girl, but she was quicker and more agile than him, and was able to avoid a good number of his attacks while landing many of her own.

A good number.

Not all.

Within a few minutes, it was clear that Amber was slowing down. She was still exhausted, and even the adrenaline that had kicked in was waning. She managed to claw him across the back, but he reached behind and grabbed her arm before she could move away. He then yanked her over his head, before kicking her squarely in the chest, sending her flying into a nearby brown dumpster. As soon as she connected, there was a loud snapping sound, which enraged Scott-and every single one of his Pack. Before Jax could get close to her again, Isaac and Liam formed a sort of shield around her, while Scott and Derek got in between them and Jax.

"Stiles, you, Lydia, Kira, and Malia get Amber to my house. My mom should be home, and she'll be able to help her." Stiles nodded immediately, before turning and helping Amber up, taking most of her weight as the girls got the rest. Even though he wasn't a werewolf, Stiles still recognized the Alpha tone in Scott's voice-the one that allowed for no questions, but was to be instantly obeyed. Once they were gone and on their way, Scott turned back to Lisa and her Pack, growling fiercely. "Amber is under our protection now…as is Beacon Hills. Leave now, and leave with your lives. Stick around, and I promise we will tear you all to shreds." Lisa laughed at him, clearly not convinced. "Oh come now, little Alpha-you can do nothing to stop me. My sister will return to us before long, and we will raze anyone to the ground who gets in our way. Not even an Alpha can stop us."

"Maybe not…but a True Alpha can." Derek snarled. Lisa and her Pack chuckled, obviously not believing him. "And where would we find a 'True Alpha'…there hasn't been one for a hundred years!"

Scott growled as loud as he could, staring straight at them. "I am the True Alpha. And I am telling you now, leave. Or else I will not be so forgiving." He and Lisa then engaged in a brief glare-down, before the guest Alpha finally snarled at him, and stalked back to her truck, driving away almost immediately, followed by the rest of her pack. Once they were gone, the four werewolves sighed in relief.

"We should get back and see how Amber is doing." Isaac said. The other three nodded, her condition the main thing on their minds. They quickly arrived back at Scott's house to see Melissa McCall talking with Amber (who was laying propped up with pillows on the couch) as she addressed some of her injuries that would take time to heal (since they were from an Alpha). Stiles was rambling on-as usual-about something to do with Star Wars (from what Scott could tell, he and Amber were arguing about which episode was the best-Amber apparently loved The Phantom Menace, while Stiles liked every episode that wasn't that one), while Lydia, Kira, and Malia were talking about something else, staying near to the younger girl.

As the four boys walked through the front door, the room's occupants looked up. "Oh good, you all are here…I'm guessing that means that you dealt with the people that did this?" Melissa asked, gesturing to the bruises all over Amber's body. "We did for now…but they'll be back later." Scott replied quietly. His mother nodded, before sighing.

"I've taken care of everything I can…except for that shoulder. Stiles said that it made a snapping noise, right?"

"Yes…" Liam replied cautiously.

"Well, I'm hoping I'm wrong…but I'm pretty sure she broke her shoulder when she hit the dumpster. It's started to heal on its own, but the area around it is inflamed and causing her a lot of pain."

"And she won't let you do anything about it." Isaac responded darkly, knowing exactly where Amber was coming from. Melissa nodded, worry shining in her eyes as she looked at the younger girl, now saying something to Kira.

"I think I have an idea, Mom. We'll take care of it." Scott murmured reassuringly to his mother, who nodded, letting out a deep breath.

"Movie night?"

"Yep. That way we can disguise it." His mother nodded, and then briefly hugged him, before heading out into the kitchen to make some popcorn. The werewolves walked across the room, joining the rest of the Pack. "So…what movie are we watching tonight?" Scott queried, which ignited a giant Pack discussion-or, more accurately, argument-about movies. During the "discussion", Scott made his way over to the couch, and motioned for Amber to sit up for a moment. When she did (albeit groaning a little), he quickly moved the pillows out from behind her, before sitting down in their place, so that when she reclined again, she ended up resting against his chest. He felt her muscles tighten slightly and heard her heart jump a little in alarm and shock, but he simply chuckled, loosely wrapping a hand around her waist to keep her from moving. A few seconds later, she felt her legs elevate and decline, and looked towards the end of the couch to see Isaac relaxing against the couch, her legs propped up in his lap. Again, she felt a bit of alarm, but Isaac simply rested a hand on her ankles, preventing her, again, from moving.

It seemed the rest of the Pack had decided on a movie while the other two were getting situated, as eventually everyone settled down with bowls of popcorn to watch The Incredibles. It was a movie that they had all seen a million times before, but still got into when they watched it. After a little while, when he was sure that Amber was distracted by the movie and wouldn't register what he was doing, Scott slowly moved his left hand up towards her shoulder and gently placed it over top of the inflamed skin, black beginning to flow up his veins. Amber briefly winced in pain, but soon began to relax, and completely forgot about it. Across from him, Scott could see Isaac doing the exact same thing. As the movie progressed, Amber relaxed more and more in the werewolves' hold, eventually falling asleep on top of them. Once it was finished, pretty much the entire pack had passed out in the living room, with really only Scott, Isaac, and Derek still awake (although Isaac was fading fast). As Derek turned the TV off, Melissa walked back into the room. "Mom, Amber can stay here tonight, right? She doesn't have any family or anyone out here…"

"Of course she can." Mrs. McCall smiled. "And in the morning, we'll see what we can do about making sure she has a place to stay while she's here." She smiled, gently ruffling Scott's hair. "I'm going to bed…look out for them, all right?"

"I will, Mom." With that, Melissa ruffled his hair once more (since she couldn't really give him a hug, as he still had Amber lying on top of him), before heading off to her bedroom. Once she was gone, Derek sighed. "You know that Pack's not going to leave without Amber."

"Yeah…which means that we're going to have to find some way to make them leave." Scott murmured. He inwardly groaned-Beacon Hills had just gotten back to normal, too! Well, as normal as a town can be with frequent attacks from supernatural creatures.

"This should be fun." he muttered softly.

"Real fun." Derek agreed.

A/N 2: Welp…I hope you all enjoyed this! I had fun working it out…and figuring out what the heck I wanted to do. ;) Scott seems to be featured a lot…but I couldn't help it. Honestly, it was like he was sitting in my head, saying, "I get all the cool parts of this story!" (Darn you, Tyler Posey! :D ) If I made any of the characters too OOC, please let me know…and also, please give me suggestions on how to write the three girls! I know somewhat what they're like, but all of my knowledge comes from fanfics, so…okay, fanfics and Teen Wolf Wiki. ;)

Oh, and for anyone who's curious, here's who I'm talking about when I say Scott's "Pack":

Scott

Stiles

Derek

Isaac

Liam

Lydia

Malia

Kira

I know there are a bunch of other people, but I am sticking with these eight, as it's an easier amount for me to manage, and I know more about those characters than the rest. Also, when I started writing this, this was THE group of people I thought about when I wrote "Pack" for the first time.

In addition, here are the main OCs in this story:

Amber: A Beta in her sister's pack, runs away after seeing what her pack does, meets Scott and pack in Beacon Hills, decides to stay rather than return with sister's pack (age: 16)

Lisa: Amber's Alpha, leads vicious pack, chases her sister down after she runs away, not afraid to kill to get what she wants-even if the victim is family (age: 22)

Jax: Lisa's boyfriend, an Alpha, handles majority of fights due to his incredible physical prowess (built like a football player), wants to beat Amber into submission to her sister (age: 23)

Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll see you all soon!

God bless,

1monster2