Chapter 2 – My Pack and My Pizza

Learning is difficult. Control is difficult. Life is difficult. School is difficult. Everything is difficult.

Learning to be a werewolf is really hard, then there's controlling. Controlling my inner wolf, Scott puts it, it's really hard, and he's barely affected! Next full moon is about two and a half weeks away and I can barely control my temper. Scott's actually getting really worried. I know he'll never say so, but, you know, since I'm part of his pack now, I know what he's feeling.

"Greta!" I spun around; sudden sounds now make me jumpy. But it was just Malia, no threat.

"Hey Mal, what's up?" I reply her. Malia's hidden beauty always gets me off guard, she's freaking gorgeous!

"Hey, I was just wandering around and thought of you, wanna get somethin' to eat?" I smiled.

"Yeah," I reply still smiling. "I'd love to."

"So what's your favourite thing to eat?" I asked Malia as we headed to Stiles's Jeep.

"Deer," she replied, looking back at me over her shoulder, I blanched. "But I go with the second best thing, pizza," she laughed.

I released the breath I was holding. I was afraid for a second that she'd make me eat deer raw.

"Hey, Stiles," I greeted him, hoping in the back of his Jeep.

"Hey, Greta!" he smiled at me enthusiastically. "Didn't know if you'd come. With you being so busy and all!"

I laughed. "Yeah, but I will always make time for food."

Small talk filled the Jeep, it was a nice change. I've been in the McCall pack for about a week and a half, nearly two weeks and I already felt a part of the family. But instead of the familiar small talk, most of our conversations were about either me being new to the wolf world or about an insane turn of events that seem to be something new every week.

FLASHBACK

"Greta, just listen, okay?" Scott was trying again. I've heard the same thing over for the past week. It's all about learning to control your anger, channeling your energy into exercise like maybe a morning run, or some other constant exercise to help burn energy so I don't have enough to use for the anger. Nope, none of it works, I'm way too fit, too fast and too strong to really push myself and not draw attention to myself. I just can't do it.

"Greta! Are you even listening to me?" Scott all but yelled at me, snapping me back to reality.

"Yeah, of course I've been listening Mr. Alpha. I've been listening for the first bazillion times you've said the exact same thing!"

"Greta! I don't care how many times I've said it; don't you understand how important this is? The stronger you are on a full moon the harder it is to control you, to control yourself! And until you get a hold on your anger, I am more than happy to leave you here and tie you to a pole!"

"But you have no problem letting Liam go! And he still has trouble. So what if he's better than me? He's been through two full moons, I'd actually expect that!"

Scott's frustrated glare seemed to soften. "Greta, look, I need you to be in control, what if something comes up and I can't keep babysitting you. Please see how important it is, it's not that I don't think you'll never be able to do it, I need to be able to focus and trust you to be able to control yourself. Okay?"

"I know, I do understand, it's just hard. That's all…" I trailed off, not able to look into the eyes of my Alpha. I knew that he didn't really have anyone when he went through this, but still, it's hard even when you have an entire pack – no matter how messed up they seem, they're still my pack – to help you.

"I know. I do, I know what you're going through and we're all here for you. We've all gone through it, if my tips don't help, ask someone else, everyone has their own way, mine might not work for you and that's okay, just figure out your way and do that. Whatever works for you."

And with that, Scott left me, alone in his guest bedroom where I sleep.

I'm told that an old friend and beta of his, Isaac, slept. He left town with the father of his girlfriend after she was killed by demonic ninjas, which I also found was Scott's ex and the ninjas were actually after Stiles when he was possessed by an evil kitsune that fed off pain, chaos and strive. Which I also found out is one of the thirteen types of kitsune and that Kira is one of them, a, uhh lighting one or thunder, not sure. But yeah, she's a fox.

Of course, I remember all the drama and gossip from school. Allison was new to school, went out with Scott, something went wrong they broke up, got back together again then broke up, then confusing things happened and then something happened between Isaac and Allison.

None of us knew how serious they was, if they were dating at all, it was a very confusing time.

But now I know the truth.

BACK TO REALITY

"So what pizza do you want? Greta?" Stiles asked pulling the Jeep into a park near the Pizza Hut.

"Huh? Oh, um, I think I might go with…maybe an Italian supreme." Yum mm, now my mouths watering. I love Pizza Hut pizzas. Delish.

"I'm going with meatlovers, with extra meat," Malia pipes in, really excited for her meatlovers.

Stiles laughed and kissed her on the forehead. "I know, I know you love the extra meat. I won't forget it," he chuckled.

Malia gave him a huge smile; I know she knew he loved that smile. But I tried not to interrupt their moment by snickering.

Stiles jumped out of the Jeep and walked over to the glowing red neon sign pulling out his wallet. Once he was out of sight, I turned to Malia.

"So… are you going to tell me?" I asked mischievously and I knew I was smirking.

"What?" she drew out the question slowly, trying to act innocent. I laughed.

"You know what!" she turned to hit me but I numbly dodged.

"Fine! Bitch. I'll tell you. Whatdoya wanna know?"

"Everything!"

"Where do I start?" She asked quietly.

"At the beginning! Duh! Hurry up and tell me!"

She sighed exasperated. "Okay, so… it kinda started out as a date…"

"…Yeah and…"

"Well, I don't know, it kinda just…"

"Just…"

"Went from there I guess."

"And…"

"And what?" she snapped her head back around to look at my eager face.

"How was it?"

That time, she did punch me. "It didn't go that far!"

"Sure, sure. Because I can't tell something happened," I rolled my eyes, sarcastically.

"What?" she asked, getting defensive now. "It didn't. We made out, so what?"

"More like made out naked," I hinted, smirking definitely this time.

Malia went to hit me again, but I again dodged it. "No!"

"C'mon, Mal! I can smell him all over you and you all over him, strongly. You have to be pretty close to do that!"

"Fine! But it didn't go that far, it didn't. Sure a few insignificant pieces of clothing came off, but it did not go that far."

I was going to push her for details, but Stiles came back with the pizza and I was starving. So I dropped it. And I think she was glad.

"Thanks Stiles!" I grabbed the supreme off him and practically shoved my face into the most delish smelling pizza ever. Stiles got extra meat for me too. Aw.

After the first few weeks, Stiles has been like a big brother to me. I smiled, thinking back to before, I would miss my family on a daily basis, waking up every morning was a struggle, but I did, I put on a fake smile, said hello to friends, did my homework and finished all my assignments like I was expected to do.

I never expected to have that hole in me fixed. Not exactly how it was before, but I am definitely better and I knew that I'd die a million times over for each and every one of them. They are my family. My Pack and I knew that whatever happened, I'd be there, I'd learn control, learn how to fight, how to survive then I'd destroy any enemy or threat to my family.

I have someone to fight for now and I wasn't about to lose them. Any of them.

But not to go off on a 'save the world' mission right now, I'm going to eat my pizza first.

A/N: Hey everyone! I dnt know how long its been, too long! I'm really sorry! But here is chapter 2 xDDD I hope you enjoyed, and please review!