Author's Note: Thank you all for the reviews. I appreciate every one, and for the suggestion about making Stiles an alpha. I've given it thought. This isn't a promise. I may make Stiles an alpha later, but not in the way you'd expect.

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Stiles exhaled with relief as Derek healed his wound again, taking away the pain. His body had begun to heal it. It was closing up, meaning the bite was taking. A sudden thought occured to him.

"What's my first full moon going to be like?" he asked with a worried look.

Derek placed his hand over his supportively.

"It'll be fine Stiles. I'll be here."

The boy smiled at him, Derek smiling back a little. Isaac grinned.

"Yeah don't worry Stiles," he laughed. "We'll make sure you're chained down nice and tight."

Stiles gaped at him in horror.

"Chained down?" he mouthed. "Oh crap... "

"Oh Isaac don't make him nervous," Derek said with a sigh. "We won't chain you down unless we have to. Besides, you know I wouldn't hurt you right?"

Stiles looked into those hazel eyes.

"Yeah," he said. "I know you wouldn't hurt me."

"Good," Derek replied. "I'm more than your friend. I'm your alpha. We're pack. Trust is important. I'm glad to have you as pack Stiles. I mean that."

Stiles knew he did. He knew Derek wasn't trying to be insensitive, but he was still a little hurt about Scott. He decided to change the subject at another thought arising in his mind.

"Hey Derek, since my wound is closing, do you think I'd be able to change now? You know... "

"I dunno," Derek replied. "Why don't you try?"

Was it as simple as that? Stiles concentrated, thought about the idea of his teeth becoming fangs, his nails stretching into claws. He felt a curious sensation like his teeth were pushing into something. He raised his hand to feel them, and saw the claws. He could hardly believe it. Derek was eying him with amazement and shock.

"What is it Derek?"

"Stiles your eyes," Derek whispered with awe. "They're beautiful. Silver... "

Isaac was looking at him strangely too. Even Peter looked a little shocked.

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"Danny," Scott spoke with a worried expression. "Are you sure this is what you want? It can't be taken back. I can give it to you, but you need to know a few things Jackson hasn't told you. You won't be safe on the full moon. You'll have to be here under my supervision. Are you certain?"

Danny looked at his best friend. Jackson looked neutral, like he had no opinion one way or the other. Danny knew he'd support whatever decision he made. It was Jackson that helped him decide though. He wanted to be what his best friend was.

"I'm sure," Danny said.

Scott inhaled, feeling a little nervous himself. He'd never actually given anyone the bite. Could he do it? Yet he wouldn't stand a chance against Derek if he didn't build a pack. Derek...

"Danny one more thing," Scott spoke, looking at him seriously. "You have to tell me you don't want this for the wrong reasons. That your reasons aren't selfish or desperate."

"I want it because its what Jackson has," Danny said honestly. "We've always done everything together. He's my best friend."

Jackson smiled at him, appreciating his friend's honesty.

"Alright Danny," Scott said a little hesitant. "If its what you want. Give me your hand."

Danny looked at Scott a long moment, the enormity of what he was about to do finally sinking in. This was the moment of truth. He'd no longer be human after this. He stretched out his arm. Scott looked into his eyes as though gazing straight inside his soul. He felt the boy's hand grab his arm, saw the red eyes, the elongating fangs. Danny drew in a breath, a little afraid, but he didn't draw back. Scott lunged, sinking his fangs in. Danny felt them pierce his skin like razors, crying out in pain. Scott pulled back, looking at the bite with both a sense of dominance and disgust. What had he done? Was he sure this was the right thing to do?

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I thought silver eyes would be nice for Stiles. Any suggestion on Danny's color? Also do you like this whole Danny werewolf idea? Any suggestions?