Chapter One
Wolf Moon
Something had happened here. I could feel it the moment I drove past the 'Welcome to Beacon Hills' sign. There was a type of aggressiveness in the air. An aggressiveness that spoke volumes and as I pushed my little white Honda Civic faster, I knew that things were only going to get worse before they got better.
Pulling up to my aunt's house, I caught a distinct scent. There was another werewolf in Beacon Hills. I knew that the possibility of me being the only wolf here would be non-existent, I just wasn't expecting one to be so close to my aunt and cousin.
The scent was strong, telling me that the wolf was still around. But there was something off about it. Clearing my senses with a sigh, I grabbed my bag from the passenger seat and made my way into the house.
"Mom, I'm not having the safe sex talk with you" I heard my cousin's voice as soon as I opened the front door.
Oh my god what did I just walk into?
"Oh my god!" My aunt seemed to agree with me. "I meant keeping the tank full. I have to drive your cousin to the hospital in the morning for an interview. Give me those back" she added, as she spoke I could hear the jingle of car keys.
"Are you serious?" Scott asked.
"You bet your ass I'm serious" was Aunt Melissa's response. "I'm not going to be on some reality television show with a pregnant 16-year-old."
I couldn't help but giggle at my aunt's words. Which also happened to get my aunt and cousins attention.
"Sammy, that you?"
"Live in color" I smirked, rounding the corner to lean in the doorway of Scott's room. The sharp upturn of my lips went down slightly when I was hit full force by the same scent I had caught outside. The only difference was that it was now mildly covered up by the scent of Axe body spray. "Scotty, if your gunna go on a date, I suggest pants" I added, winking at my towel clad cousin.
"Was the drive alright?" Melissa asked me once we left Scott to get changed.
"Yea" I nodded. "Just glad to finally be here" I smiled.
"I'm glad you're here too Sammy" Melissa smiled, gripping me in a tight and loving hug. "Listen, I don't want to make you into some sort of babysitter but..." she trailed off.
"You want me to go to this party and keep an eye on Scott" I asked with a raised brow.
"Yea" Melissa sighed, rubbing her forehead. "I know it's your first night back and you have that interview tomorrow but I'd just feel better if you were there looking after him."
"No prob" I smirked.
Guess I was going to a high-school party.
Melissa showed me to my room and left me to shower and change. Turns out I would be sharing a bathroom with my aunt.
It didn't take long for me to shower and soon enough, I was sitting in the steamy bathroom, lotioning up my now smooth legs. I could already feel the effects of the full moon, I just hoped nothing bad happened at this party. Scott was a werewolf, that much I knew for sure, but he was knew. Honestly, I don't even think that he even knew what he was.
Once completely dry, I walked back into my room and changed into the simple outfit I had picked out. A pair of denim shorts with a black lace overlay, a white and black lace racer back tank top and a pair of black booties I could easily run in if I needed to. My makeup was applied meticulously and with a short goodbye to my aunt, I was out the door and on my way to the party.
The party was already in full swing by the time I had arrived. But it took me all of a few seconds to find Scott out on the dance floor with a pretty brunette girl. Good for him. During our conversations, Melissa would always tell us that Scott was awkward, especially in the girl department. So it was good that he was finally putting himself out there.
I stayed unseen by my cousin. Not that I needed to, but I figured he would be better off if he didn't know I was there. So I made my way through the crowd of dancing, hormonal teenagers and poured myself a drink. The thought made me laugh. I was twenty one years old, and here I was drinking illegally at a high school party.
Turning my back on the table with my SOLO cup of booze in hand, my nose instantly twitched with recognition. Inhaling deeply, I caught the scent of another wolf. One who wasn't Scott. Jesus fuck, how many other wolves were in Beacon Hills?
That's when I saw him. He was watching something on the opposite side of the party, his gaze only shifted when a dog started barking in the neighboring yard. Then his gaze met mine and it was like all the air had left my lungs. I looked away first, averting my gaze as I lifted the cup to my lips. The man wasn't there anymore when I looked back. Shame.
Ignoring my little distraction, I turned back, scanning the crowd for Scott. Only to see him rushing away from the girl he was dancing with.
"Fuck" I groaned, downing the rest of my drink before going after him. I needed to find him and make sure that he didn't hurt anyone. Plus, if he was anything like me, I knew that his shift was going to hurt. A lot.
I didn't drive to the party, I ran. So I did the only thing I could do when I saw Scott drive away in Melissa's car, and chased after him. His scent led me back home, but it veered off into the woods. Well, at least my baby-wolf cousin was going away from the populace of Beacon Hills.
In a matter of minutes, I was gaining on Scott. I could see him just barely two feet in front of me, running through the woods on all fours. If this wasn't serious I probably would have laughed. Maybe I will later.
Then Scott stopped. In his moon-haze he seemed to recognize something. Glancing out from behind a tree, I saw that a dark blue blazer was hanging from a tree branch. Well that sure as hell didn't belong there.
There was a shuffle in the leaves. Someone else was here. Judging by the scent, it was the man from the party.
"Where is she?" Scott said, his voice mildly distorted by the fangs that had grown in his mouth.
"She's safe" the man said. "from you."
Then suddenly, he was on Scott, tackling the baby-wolf to the ground. Nope, not cool. No one puts their hands on my cousin. With a low growl, I moved from my spot behind the tree, ready to go after them. Only to stop. Humans were in the woods, the only one who didn't seem to notice was Scott. But I couldn't blame him. He was new.
"What did you do with her?" Scott asked.
"Be quiet" the man whispered, his eyes scanning the trees. "Too late, they're already here. Run!" he growled before taking off.
Shit shit shit. Instantly, I took off after the man. But it wasn't until I head sparks that I realized Scott wasn't behind us. Fuck. My. Life. With a low growl, I turned back, only to see Scott's arm pinned to a tree with an arrow. The man stopped next to me, looking at me curiously as we watched three men appear before us. Glancing at the dark haired wolf next to me, my eyes flashed their pale gold.
With a growl, I took off. There were only three hunters, and the wolf at my side easily took care of them while I pulled the arrow that had been lodged in my cousin's arm. We didn't waste anytime, and the three of us took off running. Mystery wolf in the lead, followed by Scott, then me.
"Who were they?" Scott gasped for breath, his wolfish features finally fading as he fell against a tree.
"Hunters" I told him.
"The same kind that have been hunting us for centuries" the male to my side added, glancing behind us to make sure we weren't followed.
"More than centuries if you look back far enough" I shrugged, and the man nodded.
"Sammy?" he gasped. "You-You're a..."
"Yea..." I sighed, running a hand through my dark hair.
"Us!" Scott finally snapped. "You mean you! You did this to me!"
"Actually Scott..." I tried to intervene, but I was ignored.
"Is it really so bad, Scott?" Wolf-Man asked, stepping closer to my cousin. "That you can see better? Hear more clearly, move faster than any human could ever hope?"
"Plus," I added. "You just ran a fucking marathon and no asthma attack. Please tell me that that's not a perc."
"You've been given a gift most people would kill for" Wolf-Man continued, neither male seemed to acknowledge my words. "The bite is a gift."
"I don't want it" Scott told us, he was completely out of breath.
"You will" Wolf-Man shrugged. "And you're gunna need me if you're gunna learn how to control it" he paused for a moment, leaning closer to my cousin. "So you and me, Scott? We're brothers now."
"If I'm going to learn from anyone" Scott growled "It'll be from Sam."
"No can do, pup" I shrugged, causing both males to look at me. "Dude, I've only been a wolf for about five months. I barely have control. Plus, I'm going to be working soon."
Scott was silent after that. Wolf-Man had already left, which was both appreciated and almost depressing. I liked his scent.
"Did Mason know?" Scott asked me after a while as we walked quietly through the trees. Mostly to calm him down. His question caused me to smile.
"Mason fell in love with a wolf, and she gave us both a choice. We take the bite and turn into a werewolf. Or we stay human and leave it at that. You can guess what option we took" I told him.
"So Mason's a werewolf too?" I just hummed in response, nodding my head slightly.
Scott and I walked for hours. We'd ask each other questions every now and then, but for the most part were were silent. By the time dawn broke, Scott finally asked me if he could use my phone. I don't know why he didn't think of calling for a ride earlier, but I was kinda glad he didn't. We both needed the bonding.
The sun had been up for about an hour when Scott and I made it to the road. We walked for a few more minutes before a car finally came up behind us. Sensing relief come from my cousin, I assumed this was the friend he had called.
"Stiles, you remember my cousin Sam?" Scott asked, letting me get in first so that I could climb into the back seat.
"Stiles Stilinski. Haven't seen you since you were like, eight" I smiled.
"Y-Yeah-Hey" the short haired boy stammered, causing me to laugh.
The ride was silent after that. Honestly, I think I was close to passing out in the back seat. I'm just glad my interview wasn't until later in the day.
"You know what actually worries me the most?" Scott asked a while later. His arm had healed hours ago and he had changed into a long sleeved shirt.
"If you say Allison, I'm going to punch you in the face" Stiles responded, causing my to chuckle tiredly.
"She probably hates me now" Scott groaned.
"I doubt that" I yawned. "From what I could see last night that chick seemed pretty into you. All you gotta do is make up some BS excuse and 'bam', back in the girlfriend's good graces."
"Or you could tell her the truth," Stiles added "And revel in the awesomeness of the fact that you're a freaking werewolf!" I think Stiles was more excited about Scott's wolfiness than even Scott was. "Okay, bad idea" the short haired boy said after earning a 'WTF' look from my cousin.
"You'll get through this Scotty" I told my cousin.
"If I have to I'll chain you up on full moon nights and feed you live mice. I had a boa once, I could do it." Stiles shrugged. It was obvious the boy was joking, so I gave him a tired chuckle. As did Scott.
"Wake me up when we get home?" I asked a minute later. The boys both answered with 'yes and I curled up in the back seat.
Welcome home Samantha McCall.
AN: So there is the official chapter one, what do you think! So that was some welcome home for Samantha, huh? Finding out her baby cousin was also a werewolf, seeing Derek for the first time and getting chased down by hunters. And all during her first night in town, fun times!
One thing I learned throughout the past few years of watching TW, is that each pack has their own way of doing things. Like the mantra's that the Hale pack and Satomi's pack to keep new wolves in check. So I figured that the pack that Samantha belonged to would have something similar. I didn't want her to just randomly have control of her wolfiness on a full moon.
Coming Up Next On Wolf Mate: 'Second Chance At First Line'= Sam tries to find a job, Scott looses control, a little bit of cousin bonding and you guys will learn how Sam's pack kept in control on the full moon. So come back next week to see what happens next!
As Always, Leave Love
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