A/N: Okay, so this story picks up almost immediately where that one shot I wrote "They're Gonna Eat Me Alive" left off. I just fell in love with Alpha!Allison and started writing! (Actually I made an outline of the entire story already so…now I just have to actually write it!) I hope you guys like this story, I have it all planned out and I'm currently working on writing Chapter Three. This first part is a little slow but you get to see Allison go through her first moon as Alpha and at the end I start bringing in some of our friends from Beacon Hills! P.S. While this story isn't heavy on the romance or anything yet since Allison is JUST coming to Beacon Hills now, I think I'm going to keep this listed as Allison/Stiles because I kinda like the idea of it. I ship Allison with everyone pretty much on the show because I just want her happy though in the story I may make the occasional hints of that Scott and Isaac do like Allison, she just gravitates towards Stiles; I loved Scott & Allison, and I love Isaac & Allison, but does anyone find it weird on the show that nobody seems to want to date Stiles?! Completely unrealistic if you ask me ;) xoxo

Chapter One: Sanctuary

Allison can't remember anymore what it was like to actually wake up in a real bed in a real house. Ever since she turned six months ago, she hadn't truly been comfortable anywhere she went. At first she remembered Kali's kindness, Allison figures now that she was only kind specifically to lure her into the pack, a hunter turned werewolf and not just any hunter either: an Argent. She was nothing more than just a prize from the very beginning, but Allison was lost and unsure of where to go or what to do, not to mention she couldn't even control herself back then. Kali had said she was the fastest wolf to ever gain control of her shifting during the full moon, in fact she had been thinking about leaving the pack for a few weeks prior to Kali's attack. But by then it was too late, Kali had turned for the sake of joining something she was calling "The Alpha Pack", and Allison hoped she would never meet this so called pack wherever and whoever they were. Allison sat up out of the pile of blankets she had gathered through the house, that seemed alright enough to form a bed of blankets with, and stretched. She heard some of the bones in her body popping and beginning to ache from the stiff sleep, she had to admit that most of all, she missed her bed from her room. She missed a lot from her old life for that matter, more than just material things, most of all she missed her father despite how over protective he was in the past, she missed it more than anything now.

She desperately pushed those thoughts out of her head, he was still protecting her in the only way he could now, by giving her a head start ahead of Kate, her ruthless aunt who simply wouldn't stand for having a wolf in the family. But now was not the time to think of her family, the one that was trying to protect her and the one that was trying to kill her. Instead, Allison got up and wandered around the house where there was some faint light streaming in through the boarded up windows. She could tell that the house was old and had been here for a while, it had also been empty for quiet sometime, she made sure last night that there was no one else around in it that could surprise her in the middle of the night. The house wasn't all the big either, despite it being two floors, it was relatively small and if someone had actually been living in it and taking care of it, it wouldn't be all that bad. After checking out the house and discovering surprisingly that there was still water running through the house, Allison went outside to take in her outdoor surroundings. She was pretty deep into the woods though she had no idea where, she made note of the house and started to wander out further to see if she could find any sort of civilization nearby.

Allison almost considers turning back after finding nothing for a period of time when she sees a piece of road stretched out in front of her. The closer she gets, the more she realizes that it's a road leading into a city where she spots the sign down a bit further from where she was standing that read "Welcome to Beacon Hills!"

Beacon Hills, I think I've heard that before, Allison thinks to herself before she finally remembers. She had in fact heard the name before, mention by her family; it was apparently a hotspot for supernatural creatures. It was literally a beacon according to her grandfather. Allison wasn't surprised now that she had found her way close to this town, she must have just been subconsciously running here in her panic of trying to escape. She knew the town was full of werewolves, the Hales in particular that she was going to be sure to avoid given the history she had heard with them, and who knows what else was lurking in the shadows of Beacon Hills at night. While Allison knew she couldn't stay here forever, it would have to do for now, despite recently becoming an Alpha, her wounds from Kali were still trying to heal themselves together, not to mention she had to re-break her own foot last night so it would heal up the right way. Allison was in no shape to be running off into the forest anytime soon, she would just have to be on alert especially at night and keep quiet until she could get away from Beacon hills and find somewhere else safe, somewhere else to find a pack.

During the course of the day, Allison had taken to trying to discover more of the inside of the house, she wanted to wash off the blood that was caked onto her and sealed with dirt from Kali's attack despite there being no warm water, at least there was water still running in the first place which was better than sitting in dirt and blood. She had discovered some abandoned pieces of clothing that lingered in one of the closets, they were dusty and smelled a bit like mothballs, but her clothes she had been wearing were covered in slashes and soaked in blood. I'd rather smell like mothballs than blood for another minute. And after a brief and freezing cold shower, that was the scent that had lodged itself into Allison's nose mixed with a bit of dust and a very faint hint of the last laundry detergent that had been used on these clothes before they were simply left behind. The sun was starting to set when Allison looked out the window again finally, she knew she would have to find food soon since her stomach was rumbling, but then something else took place over the hunger. She walked outside and looked up into the sky to see the moon that was beginning to appear for the night. A full moon.

Of course, how stupid of me! How could I forget this? Allison mentally cursed herself. She had mastered being able to control her changes when she was just a Beta, but she felt the beast rising up in her all over again. Her blood was racing just at the sight of the moon and she had to use all her will power to keep her claws from coming out already though she knew her eyes were already glowing and could taste the hint of blood in her mouth from her fangs cutting the inside of her cheek. She was an Alpha now, and with being Alpha came even stronger powers that required even stronger will power. Allison knew then that tonight was going to be a rough night and she prayed that there would be no humans out in the forest, or for her sake, other wolves.

Allison sat on the steps of the house anxiously. She was waiting for the moon, there was no sense in trying to deny what she knew was going to happen. She would fight the change tooth and nail for as long as she could, but the effects were already ten times stronger then when she was just a Beta. Her claws were already out and digging into the wooden steps on the front of the house, as if this tiny house was the only thing anchoring her to reality, and in the moment it was. Allison looked up at the moon and kept waiting for it to reach its highest point, that's when the effect would be at their worst and that was when the real fight would begin. She waited and waited, every second feeling like an eternity, until it finally hit her.

Every second she spent fighting it, it felt like her blood was turning into lava that was coursing through her veins. Allison fought it as long as she could until it felt like when she had turned for the very first time. Her bones and muscles were protesting against her, bending and pulling and twisting, while her teeth felt like they were tearing through her gums and her claws were digging into the steps further and further each second that passed. She knew she lost the fight the moment she heard the wood snap behind her and turn to nothing but splinters in her hands. When she first tried to control it, she had something to keep her fighting, the hopes of that if she became controlled enough, her family wouldn't want to hunt her down anymore. It was a childish dream now that she thought about it, she had almost killed her mother when she first turned and Kali finished the job, there was nothing in the world that would ever change Kate and Gerard's minds, and her father, well, he was trying to just survive with Kate as it was. Allison knew he wanted to keep her safe, but the only way to keep her safe from Kate at the moment was to keep shooting just next to her, to just aim and shoot right past her. She had no family, she had no pack, no friends, she was completely alone for the first time in her life and it didn't feel as freeing as she had expected it would feel.

This is what you wanted isn't it? The voice in the back of Allison's mind asked, she noticed it sounded a lot like her mother's voice right when she was on the edge of her fits of rage. You wanted to be alone; you wanted to be an Omega. You wanted to be weak and runaway from the world!

"No!" Allison shouted out loud. "I'm not weak!"

Could have fooled me, Her mother's voice answered back. You wanted this isolation yesterday, you wanted to run away, you can't lie to me Allison!

"Alright! I wanted to run!" Allison yelled back. "I wanted to get away from all of this, I wanted to be free! Happy now?"

There was silence in her head and Allison knew that she was going insane, thinking that her dead mother was talking to her through her thoughts, but then it happened again.

Of course I'm not happy, Her voice was gentle now, as gentle as Victoria Argent's voice could be. You're my daughter, I never wanted to see you fail; I only ever wanted you to be strong. Show me and everyone else that you are strong. And then her voice was gone.

Allison knew that she couldn't simply make the change stop now, it was already too far gone, and no wolf weather they were Alpha or not could ever stop the first change. But Allison was going to fight it, she wasn't going to let it stop her from fighting every minute that the moon was in the sky until she could finally regain control of her body again. All the while when she took off into the woods to clear her mind, the words of her mother rang through her head and she fought those instincts every second to just give up. She wasn't going to let her mother down now, not again. This time she was going to be strong.

Scott had gotten used to seeing strange things in Beacon Hills. It seemed as if ever since he was bitten, nothing but strange things had been happening here, but he had never seen something quiet as strange as a dead deer on the side of the road. Granted, dead deer were a normal thing on the side of the road, they got hit by cars and people pulled them off to the side sometimes to die in peace, some tortured with guilt that they couldn't have just hit the breaks in time and saved the thing. But there was something very different about this particular dead deer, for one, it was covered in bite marks and slashes, what was left of it at least. Not to mention the scent of it, sure the smell of an obviously dead deer was distracting, but there was another scent mixed in there.

"Hey," Stiles called out as he pulled up next to Scott on the side of the road in his Jeep. "Oh god, please tell me there isn't a new freak of nature out there."

"Nothing freaky really, it smells like…another wolf." Scott drifts off as he refocuses his mind on the new scent that has popped up. He kicks out the stand on his motorcycle and walks off into the forest following the scent.

"Hey! Wait! What did you just say?" Stiles calls after him, reluctantly exiting his car and chasing after Scott. "Did you just say another wolf?"

Scott doesn't answer; he just keeps following where the scent is leading him. It's a strange scent at that, a max of some kind of fruit he could only narrow down to either cherries or strawberries, with hints of blood that lead Scott to believe whoever this was had been injured past fighting with the deer, and a musty old smell as if something they had was just ripped out of somewhere that hadn't been touched in ages. Scott followed the scent for what seemed like a good mile at least, Stiles still by his side and completely confused, until the scent just stops and Scott comes to a halt.

"What? Something happen?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah, the scent stopped." Scott said.

"Stopped? I didn't know a scent could just stop." Stiles looked around the forest surrounding them as if the trees would hold the answer.

"It can't, unless you're an Alpha that doesn't want to be followed." Scott sighed.

"Oh, okay. Wait, Alpha? Doesn't an Alpha usually mean there's a whole pack with them?" Scott could hear the worry in his best friends voice now and to be honest, he was worried too, but there was something strange about this scent, it was the scent from only one wolf and another scent wasn't around for miles.

"I think this one is alone, I haven't picked up on anything else. Nothing else I don't know at least. Something must have happened to its pack." Scott said.

"Great, so a lone Alpha just wanders into town. What's the worst that could happen?" Stiles asks, though there is still that tone of terror in his voice underneath the sarcasm.

"They could be looking to make a new pack, to replace the one they might have lost." Scott turns around and starts heading back towards the road with Stiles in step with him.

"What could kill an entire pack of werewolves?" Stiles asked curiously.

"Hunters." Was all Scott said, and that was all he needed to say for Stiles to understand that while this Alpha may have been looking for refuge, they could have also brought a pack of hunters with them.