Chapter 6: Succubus 101

"So let me get this straight. You are a 116 year old succubus from Texas who just so happens to pretend to be a teenager who is also a cheerleader," Scott clarifies.
I can hear the wheels turning in his head as I bit into my fifth taco. The explosion of flavor satisfies my stomach but not my actual physical being. One thing I love about California, they know the true meaning of Mexican food.
"Head cheerleader," I correct him with my mouth full.
The silence of them trying to understand is amusing, this is the first time I have opened out my species. I guess explaining to Scott, Allison, Kira and the vet also known as Deaton in a little taco shack off the main road is the way to break it down to them.
"How do I know when I have crossed a succubus," Scott asks not bothering to eat his burrito.
"You normally don't unless she finishes having sex then you can smell something sweet in the air. It is hard to resist especially those with a good sense of smell. If you had intercourse with you she takes your energy without you noticing," I answer.
"So that means-"
"Yes, I just had sex with someone just before I ran into y'all at the clinic."
He looks a little disgusted by my bluntness but there is no reason to sugar coat it. It's not like he and Allison haven't done the deed before.
"Otherwise it is hard to spot us; we can take the form of any woman with just a few minor consequences."
"Consequences?" Deaton asks.
"Breaking bones. And if we take the fake appearance for too long it makes it hard to change back, "I answer.
I finish my taco before balling up the wrapper.
"Fascinating," he takes a sip of his Coke.
"What else can you do," Kira asks excitedly.
"Well aside from the regular supernatural smell, sight, healing factor I can compel men at will."
That seems to shock Scott as he sat in between the girls. The buds of his cheeks turn a soft pink as he avoids eye contact. It is kind of cute.
"What made you decide to go to a high school?" Deaton seems to ask some interesting questions.
I expect some stupid ones from the teenagers but they are smarter than what I take them for.
"Boys hormones are off the charts when they enter the adolescent stage of their lives. With their growing bodies evolving is hard to resist not preying on them while they are so young. Also they are very horny. "
The table was silent as the words ran through their heads. I have been doing this for over a century, the amount of men I have slept with could fill Manhattan and a little bit of New Jersey. There is no shame to my game, it is what I am.
"Wow," Kira finally says.
The others nod in agreement.
"If that is all there is I am going to go home. My home. The one you claim had a fire," I joke before picking up my blazer from the back of my chair.
Scott jumps out of his seat gasping my wrist. My eyebrow rises looking at his hand to his face causing him to quickly let go.
"What if we need your help? Will you help us," he asks.
Damn, I only expected to help once; I'm shocked that he would even ask.
"Look Scott, I'm no fighter. I don't have super speed or super strength like you and the other wolves. My abilities don't exactly fit in the category of super hero."
"Anyone can make a difference, even you, Raquel."
Well if his statement didn't make me feel motivated to help I don't know what will. The cons out way the pros but after living life on the safe track I could use a little excitement in my life.
"I guess I could help out occasionally," I smirk, "see y'all in school."
I walk away to my car on a full stomach but my body is still barely surviving. I unlock my phone browsing through the many numbers till I randomly select one. The phone rings about four times before a sleepy voice answers.
"Hey this is Raquel, can you meet me at the park? It will only take ten minutes."

I decided not to go to school the next day when I arrived home. After all the craziness with the fox demon I needed a quick feed to get my energy level back up and quick. The basketball player who I previously worked with on a project had a little crush on me so he didn't put up a fuss when I asked him to meet me at the park. I got to feed from his lust and he got laid, it's an even exchange. I compelled him to go home and to forget what happened and I went home.
The smell of dog invaded my nostrils as I walked in my house. There isn't a doubt in my mind that they swept through here twice looking for anything suspicious. I'm just glad they didn't find my vault under one of my kitchen cabinets.
Stepping over the solid candle waxes in my living room I head to the kitchen to check. I reach it pushing some pots to the side and opened up the secret vault. I place my thumb on the scanner and twist the combination till it opens. I reach for the enclosed box next to my gold bars and stacks of cash. Its not the money I am worried about. Taking a deep breath I put the object in the box and closed it.
It's now safe, good.
The heavy breath outside stops me from picking it back up. It is uneasy and reeks of anxiety which makes me feel kind of the same.
I silently close the vault and move the pots and pans in place before quickly making my way to my front door. I open it before he can knock which makes him jump back in shock. My lips curl back in a small smile as I look him over, he has gained some of his sanity back. Even if it is for a moment. The paleness in his skin isn't as bad as it was before and the colors on his cheeks tell me he is nervous.
I lean on the door frame soaking him in. I guess it didn't take them too long to tell him who or what I am. My thirst for him is electrified as I remember the night I almost had him, even if it was just his flesh. I should feel shallow and pathetic but I push it down. Why he is here is my question?
"Hi Raquel," he greets trying to avoid eye contact.
"Hello Stiles."

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