Summary: Harley is coming back home to live with her mother and brother. On her first night back home, she gets it my a werewolf who claims to be her mate, who do anything to keep her close to him. But Harley is already in love with two people, Stiles and her imaginary friend who is always there for her Reese.

Chapter one

Harley sat at the kitchen table staring blankly at her bowl of cereal what has been placed in front of her. She swirled her spoon back and forth watching her cereal and milk make different patterns. Her eyes look dull, no life in them at all. Just hollow. Emptiness.

Rafael sat across the table, drinking a large hot cup of coffee. He stated at his daughter with sadness. She looked more pale than usual. Dark circles underneath her eyes, showing how little sleep she had been getting. And the constant nightmares. Every night he comes running into her bedroom finding her in the same place, her closet, door wide open. She holds onto her father tightly, scared to fall back to sleep.

Rafael closed his eyes thinking on how all this started, a little over a month ago. He remembers waking up to banging on the door. His best friend telling him that his daughter and friends were in a car accident. Rushing to the hospital, he cried and breaks down seeing his daughter in a coma. Her body still, eyes shut with many tubs and needles covering her coming back to haunt him.

Remembering the first time Harley was in a car accident. She was only five at the time. Her and Stiles were out for Stiles birthday. It was bad weather and the car lost control. Stiles mother didn't make it. I had to break the news to his father Noah and Stiles. Harley stayed with Stiles all the time. He cried, she cried. They slept in the same bed for moths, never leaving each others side. That's when I stared drinking.

From the statements. They were coming onto the motorway when they said a figure came out of nowhere. They said the person was dressed in grey trousers and a world war ll brown jacket. Said his face and hands were covered in bandages and he had sharp teeth.

They swerved and flipped over a barrier and ended up in the river. Her friends said that the man pulled Harley out and left them. Only person who died was Ben. Her best friend since she moved here.

At the funeral was strange. Her friends stayed away from Harley. Whispers said that Harley planned killing Ben. Why would she do that? It doesn't make sense. Then the chatter that Harley talks to herself, doing things that hurt people. Playing tricks and then saying she can't remember anything.

I was worried so I rang my ex-wife Melissa. She asked me some of her symptoms.

Sleepiness

mood changes

difficulty concentrating and impaired performance

memory and thinking problems

disorientation, hallucinations and paranoia

Disruption do sleep cycle

Melissa told me she is sleep deprived. She told me to get Harley out of the house and getting her to do something to keep her active and awake. She also told me to keep the lights off an hour before bed and put some low calming music on. But the problem is that I work all the time and Harley is always left along. We came up with a solution.

"Right, that's it. I'm sending you go to and live with your mother and brother." I told her.

I watched Harley jump and flinch with the sudden noise. I know she is grieving but she need to start to snap out of it. Well not straight away, get some help. Talk to someone. She is forever in this zombie state. I think it's because she watches that damn tv show Izombie. Harley looked up from her cereal in shock. Emotion.

"Why? What did I do?" she asked in a small voice. She sounded timied.

I scowled at my daughter. "Nothing. That's the problem, you do nothing. Your grades are down. You are loosing focus in school. You need to be with your mother so she can look after you." I said in frustration.

"What do you want me to do then? Huh! Get into trouble? Get arrested? Drink myself stupid?" Harley snapped, her face slowly turning red.

I nodded. "Yes." I snapped with my brows raise. "Harley, it's better that this. All you do is try and stay awake or reading Japanese mythology. It isn't good for you sweetly. You need help. Did you know you have sleep dep-"

"Sleep Deprived. I've know for a while." she told me. She looked at me with watery eyes. "I'm sorry daddy. I'm sorry for everything. With school and Ben. Please tell me what to do." she cried.

I rushed around the kitchen table and pulled my little girl into a hug. She wrapped her arms around me tightly. I kissed the top of her head, my tears falling down my face.

"Go and live with your mother and brother. Get out of this town and start new. New memories sweet pea. It'll do you good." I told her.

"I love you daddy."

"I love you too."

Wolf Moon

Harley POV

My thumb tapped on the steering wheel as I listened to Breakin Benjamin. My head bobbed up and down a small smile on my face. I was finally home. The place where I belonged. I passed the Welcome to Beacon Hills sign and made a sharp turn heading towards the hospital. I wanted to surprise my mother first.

I parked my car into the area and got out of my car. I skipped towards the door I neared the hospital. Walking with a bounce in my step, I came to the reception area. I huge smile plastered on my face as my mother had her back towards me, talking to a red haired woman.

I silently walked on my tip toes putting my hands around my mothers eyes. "Guess who!" I sang song. My mother gasped, pulling my hands away and spinning to face me. "Harley. Baby girl." she laughed pulling me into a motherly hug, which I have missed. "I've missed you so much." she whispers, kissing me on my cheek. A tear slipped down my face. "I've missed you too mommy."

Melissa introduced me to Peter Hales nurse Jennifer. As soon as she said Hale, everything came flooding back. Another door opened in my mind. I remember been best friends with Cora, Derek little sister. On the night the fire started, I managed to pull Cora out but everything went dark. Someone knocked me out. I remember getting the blame as well as the Argents. Derek was an older brother, and Peter was eight years older than me. He used to follow me around. But Reese used to hid me good. Peter never could find me.

I stayed with my mom for half hour while she had her late lunch. I parked outside my home and saw Stiles jee already in the drive way. I saw Stiles and Scott talking through the bedroom window. It was something important, they were talking fast and Scott grabbing his cloths and running to his small bathroom.

A small smile spread on my face. Getting out of my car quietly. I ran across the garden and climb the drain pipe. I stood near Scott's window and Stiles said something about a body of water. I frowned with confusion. It didn't make sense. I banged, and they stopped talking. Scott grabbed my bat, stiles following close behind.

I chuckled. Hooked my legs around a tree branch and waited. I heard the front door open and two shadows. Falling forward, I swung facing Scott and stiles. They both screamed like girls, hugging each other. I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"Hay, guys. Miss me." I asked innocently.

"Harley! What the hell are you doing." Scott shouted, still holding my bat.

"Har! Don't do that again. You nearly gave me an heart attack. Now get down here so I can cuddle you." Stiles said, he wore a big smile. I release my hold on the branch and landed on my feet. Stiles ran down the porch stairs, lifting me up into a hug. My legs wrapped around his waist. We held each other tight.

We pulled away, Stiles let me go and I hugged Scott. I could feel warm tears on my shoulders. "Awww! Don't cry Scotty, I'm here to stay." I told him.

"Why do you have my bat?" I asked with a smile.

"I thought you was a predator." he tells me.

"A predator. Silly Scotty." I ruffled my brothers hair.

"You coming Har! Dispatched called about twenty minuets ago. There bringing in every officer from the Beacon Department, and the State police." stiles tells me.

I frown in confusion. I cocked my head to the side and stared. "For what?" I asked.

Stiles jumped up and down with made me giggle. "Two joggers found a dead body in the woods." he told me. Scott nodded his head.i gasped.

"A.. Dead... Body?!" I stuttered.

"Yes. A body. Don't worry Har, me and Scott will look after you. Remember our promise?" Stiles asked. I nodded my head.

"who was it?" I asked been curious.

"Nobody knows yet. Stiles said, a girl in her twenties." Scott told me.

"If they found a body, what are they looking for?" I asked.

"that's the best part Har. They only found half. We're going."