Never Mess With A Werewolf

Chapter 1 My Dad

Tyler POV

"You promised!" I yelled angrily at my father as he stood his ground, his arms folded over his chest as his cool blue eyes sent shivers down my spine. The fear that ate away at me as I looked at my all immortal hybrid father forced shoved down my spine. Even though his curse was still locked away, he is still an original, a 1,000 something-year-old original. His blond brows were cocked upwards as I struggled to defend myself.

I know what you are thinking, how could he have a kid, I'm apparently some miracle baby because he is a hybrid he can still pass his wolf gene on. That, of course, makes me a target so I can't be with my dad all the time hence this argument. I have been with him ever since I accidentally killed Sarah. I had to leave for a while and end up in California with my dad.

The heat of the beach house swirled around me stifling me as sweat dripped down my back like someone was pouring buckets down my back. My shirt clung to my skin as my father folded his arms over his lean form. A dark look bubbled in his eyes as impatience greeted me but that wasn't going to stop me from pleading my case.

"Dad I know breaking the curse is important to you but this is important to me one day no planning and scheming won't kill you please..." I let my tone draw on as he gave me a grim lined smile as his jaw clamped shut.

Richard my stepdad who was a total ass and wailed on me like I was his kid but with him dead that is at least one threat I'm safe from. I can finally be with my dad. It's my sophomore year and I wanted this to be perfect but instead, he glared down at me with a slight frown formed on his face.

"I'm sorry Ty but its a football game and you will have plenty more in the coming years but I have a chance to locate the doppelganger that I'm looking for. I'll come to the next game I swear." Father said in a guilt-ridden tone as his eyes pleaded for my forgiveness.

His red lips were stained red from the blood of his breakfast, he gave me a more full look. "It's not fair your promise it's one stupid curse you waited a thousand years. Evaded Micheal for just as long. But I can't have your undivided attention for one day. How are you any different from Richard."

I felt like a stupid child but tears began to prickle my eyes as my dad began to cave the great Niklaus Mikelson is a stern father but he is a sucker when it comes to me and tears. "Tyler comes, one mate, please don't cry you know who I hate to see you cry. Tell you what I miss this game and I promise I'll make every game after that." His tone grew gentle and loving as he rubbed soothing circles on my back to calm me down.

My heart pounded in my ears as I nodded my head and sulked a little further into the couch. I knew that my lower lip had to be sticking out as I began to pout because he laughed at me.

"Don't give me that face Ty, I'm a man of my word now go your mother is only going to let you stay with me for so long. Go on pack up your stuff I'm sure Mayor Lockwood won't have you gone for long." His voice grew cold at the thought of my mother. I knew that he hated her for letting Richard abuse me.

He didn't find out until I came to live with him, he helped me through the full moons. He made sure that I knew that I loved something her husband never did. Which only further ruined my father's relationship with my mother, a one night stand turned into something more.

I got up and rushed up to my room. It was so not fair the thought of my father bailing on me again wasn't something that I was used to. He came to all my games. He never missed any important moments in my life. I had gotten used to him being around me every day, not just a few weeks out of each month.

Though when you are the secret miracle child of Klaus Mikelson it's almost impossible to have a normal life. The thought forced a sad smile on my face as I dropped heavily on the bed. My whole body began to deflate as I stared at the roof. I could feel this sullen aura swirling around me as I took in a deep breath.

"Tyler this isn't packing this is you avoid having to go back to Mystic falls I get that you are afraid to go back, but you can't avoid Caroline forever" His fatherly tone didn't help to lessen my anxiety about all of it but it did make me feel less alone as I looked over to my father. The gentleness that filled his sparkling blue eyes helped to put me at ease.

"I know but I like living with you. Do I have to go home? I haven't gotten in your way have I?" As I proposed the question he gave me a saddened look as he shook his head heavily. I could tell that my words hurt him.

He spoke in a reassuring tone in the hopes of keeping me calm while getting his point across, "No Ty you haven't gotten in my way and I love having you but your mother wants you to go home and I can't really argue with her." He gave me a sad frown as he made his way over to me, long fast strides that almost made him blur out of sight. He sat beside me on the right side of my queen size bed. Gently carting his fingers gently through my hair as he gave me a sad smile.

"Since when do you listen to mom? Please don't make me go back" My tone grew weak and pleading as I looked over to see his blue eyes turning cold and jaded as he spoke in a broken and tired tone.

"I love you Tyler and I will see you at your next game now I need you to start packing if I have to ask a third time I'm getting the belt chosen wisely." With a heavy shake of his head, he began to rise from his bed. But when I didn't move he started to reach for his belt. At that moment I jumped to my feet. I had no intention of getting my ass kicked.

I didn't want to change my mind. I didn't want to leave my dad but I knew that he wasn't playing a game as he said to move so I moved. I pulled my clothes from the dresser, the new clothes that my dad bought and my old clothes.

Taking in a deep sullen breath my chest began to cave in as I felt like I would fall apart at any moment. Anxiety and fear pooled in my chest sitting heavily as the loud pounding filled my mind back to mystic falls I went.

Niklaus POV

"Stop it Tyler I will not have you sulking like this!" My loud voice billowed off the confined space of my Mercedes Benz, the soft hum of the engine the low roar of a guitar solo filled my ears. While the black asphalt roads slid with ease under my tires as the city of Los Angeles began to thin.

The forest swirled around me as a soft nimble finger twirled in my hair. I turned to look at my husband of 20 years. I had a slip with a woman a long time ago. Neither of us thought that it would result in Ty but we were happy.

Maddox's soft green eyes locked on me as a smile tugged as his soft cherry red lips, his chiseled good looks forced my heart to pick up speed. His hand burrowed warmth deep into the back of my neck.

I let out a content growl as Tyler continued to pout in the backseat his big brown eyes were cold and jaded as he stared out of the window. His lower lip sticking out as his arms were folded firmly over his chest. "You act like a child, you are 15 so act your age!" Agan my voice boomed but my words were falling on deaf ears only the soft chuckle for Maddox filled my ears.

"You know that he learned that from you and don't even try saying that he didn't. What are the two of you even arguing about? I thought the matter about the football games was settled?" Maddox questioned us both as his gaze narrowed like he could sense something was wrong.

I could see his brown eyes darting to me with fury burning in them, the barren roads and massive hills stared back at me. We were only an hour from the beach house when Tyler spoke in hurt and outraged tone.

"Dad wouldn't let me take a wolf" His childish tone filled my ears, it was a toy he got when he was a baby, my father gave it to me. I know what you are thinking Micheal, but my real father it would see that my mother turned him into an original vampire. Feed him blood before father killed him. When he awoke he did so as a hybrid.

The moment that Tyler was born he flocked to him, he gave him that wish and he has been separated from it since. In times of great stress or fear, he would sleep with that wolf. I knew that he had never been separated from it and so did Maddox. Like the ever doting father he is, Maddox gave me an annoying stare that said what is the meaning of this.

Annoyance bubble in my own chest as the tensing muscular form of my husband told me that I was going to be in trouble. Like bloody hell that was going to happen, he was the one that caused all of this to begin with.

"Tell him the whole truth, Tyler, I said that he couldn't take wolf because he refused to do what he was told. I asked him repeatedly to pack and when I left the room he gave up and laid back on the bed. So I took a wolf when you learned how to do as you are bid you can have the stuffed animal back until then buck up mate or I'll climb back there and give you a reason to pout."

I knew that my tone was a bit more biting and threatening than he was used to and I could tell by the way that he flinched that I was a bit too meaning. I knew that I had a lot to make up for. I was beaten by my stepfather. I should have known, I'm an expert at being abused but even so, I missed the signs. He didn't trust me enough to tell me for fear that I would go on a murder spree.

I knew that no matter what I couldn't erase that pain and there were days that only wolf could chase away that pain. I hated it when he played the wounded animal card. Maddox gave me another pointed stare as we all sat in silence. They didn't say anything but the silence was choking and the tension blared loudly in my ears. Finally, I gripped tightly to the wheel, jerking it hard to the left forcing the car into a sharp u-turn.

Maddox let out an amused clipped laugh as Tyler looked up at me with wide puppy dog eyes that broke what little resolve that I might have had left. "Fine you can have the wolf but I want no calls about the fight from your mother or so help me Tyler a stern lecture isn't the only thing that you are going to get."

Even as I say the word booming threatened filled my tone but he was so filled with joy that he didn't even pay attention to a single word that I said. I swear that this boy has me wrapped around his finger.

No matter how much of a fight that I put up I almost always end up giving in. Unless it is something terrible like drinking underage or abusing his powers. Though the thought of sending him back to mystic falls after everything worried me. Please let this all work out for the breast. Let this not be a mistake.