Dakota's and Derek's heads snap up as they hear someone talking and walking through the woods. "Derek?"
"Come on." Derek takes Dakota's hand and leads her towards the sound.
"Derek, that's him." Dakota whispers as she sees Stiles.
"He looks like a weakling." Dakota hits Derek in the stomach, causing him to grunt.
"Behave." Dakota growls as Stiles turns and stares at them in shock before hitting his friend on the shoulder.
His friend stands up and the two face the Hale cousins. "What are you doing here?" Derek asks as he heads for them, Dakota trailing behind him. "Huh?" Derek asks as they don't answer. "This is private property."
"Uh, sorry, man, we didn't know." Stiles says as his eyes remain on Dakota.
"Yeah, we were just looking for something, but... uh, forget it." Derek takes something out of his pocket and throws it at the friend, who catches it with ease.
Derek looks at them once more before turning and heading the way he came. Dakota stays staring at Stiles. "Dakota, let's go." Derek calls back, causing Dakota to eye Stiles over before turning and following after her cousin. "His eyes had the gold ring around them." Derek tells her as she catches up. "He's yours."
"Wonderful." Dakota sighs.
"Koti, you should be happy." Dakota looks over at Derek and frowns.
"Why? This guy is making me a teenage girl."
"You are a teenage girl."
"Not personality wise!" Dakota snaps.
"What is really the problem, Koti?"
"This guy is making me weak." Derek glances over at his cousin with a frown.
"Weak?"
"I'm blushing, being shy, feeling all gooey. I can't think straight with him around. I'm distracted, in dreamland, and I'm swooning for this guy. I am not a swooner and I am always focused. This guy is ruining me!" Derek can't help, but start laughing. It's the most he has laughed in a long time. He doesn't even care that it resulted in his cousin punching him in the stomach. "Stop laughing at me!"
"I'm sorry, but Koti, you're complaining about being a hormonal teenager and that's exactly what you are. You've been ignoring it forever and got yourself in control of those hormones, but this guy is your mate whether you like it or not. He's going to change you and you're going to feel weak near him, but that's because you're in love."
"I don't even know this guy!"
"You don't have to. He's your mate. You've been in love the second you looked at him. You belong with him and he belongs with you."
"So why do I have to act like this?" Derek smiles and pulls his cousin into his arms.
"Because you're a teenage girl." Dakota makes a horrified gasp.
"No!"
"You are, Koti and now you're acting like it."
"You're evil."
"You've put it off too long, Koti now it's catching up to you." Dakota pouts.
"But I worked on being a cold-hearted bitch for so long."
"And you still are." Derek says as he kisses her forehead. "But not with him. He brings a softer side of you out."
"What do I do?"
"Embrace it. Finding your mate is the luckiest thing that could ever happen to you. Many people never find their mates."
"Do you want a mate?" Dakota asks.
"Yes, but I'm not taking yours." Dakota pouts as Derek kisses her temple. "I got to finish with this. Why don't you go spend time with your mate."
"Derek-"
"You're stuck with him, Koti, just get used to him." Dakota sighs and heads for her car.
"I hate when you're right."
"I know." Dakota hops into the car and heads out of the driveway. Honestly, she hates how she is acting, but she hates being away from Stiles even more. Dakota follows his scent and it leads her to his house. She sees his jeep sitting in the driveway. She pulls up beside it and hops out. She makes her way to the house and knocks on the front door.
Dakota is nervous and she is never nervous. She takes a deep breath as the door opens. Stiles stands on the other side in surprise. "Dakota?"
"Hey, Stiles, I wanted to come by and apologize for my cousin. He can be a bit harsh sometimes. He likes to be alone and when people come onto his property... well he gets a bit snappy."
"It's okay. How did you know where I lived?"
"Blue jeep hard to miss."
"You were looking for my jeep." Heat creeps up to Dakota's face.
"Oh... uh..."
"Do you want to come in?" Stiles asks and Dakota is saying yes before she can even think it through. Her heart is pounding in her chest as she walks into Stiles' house. "We can hang out up in my room if you want?" Again she is saying yes before her mind can comprehend. They walk into Stiles room and she goes and sits on his bed. "So, you're Dakota Hale."
"Oh... you figured that out, huh?" Dakota asks. She can't help but have some worry in her tone. Most people pity her because of her family and she hates that. The last person to pity her got thrown through a window, but this is her mate. If he pitied her Dakota is betting she'd burst into tears.
"Uh, yeah." Stiles moves and sits beside her. "So you moved back?"
"After six years, yeah. We thought it was time."
"Must be hard."
"Not really, I don't normally give my last name to anyone." Stiles nods as they sit there in silence. It's not awkward, but it's not comfortable either. Dakota blushes as she feels Stiles take her hand in his. She looks over and see Stiles looking at her. Their faces are really close. Stiles leans over and kisses Dakota, causing her insides to melt like chocolate. Dakota's wolf takes over. She kisses Stiles much more passionately than what first started out as a shy kiss. Stiles' hands are in her hair as hers are pushing him onto the bed. She climbs on top of him, straddling him. Stiles' hands move to her waist as Dakota nips his bottom lip. He groans as she sucks and bites his lip. Stiles grinds up against her, causing her to moan. Dakota feels as if she's suffocating. She moves her lips off Stiles, panting heavily as she stares down at the dazed Stiles.
"I... wow." Stiles breathes as he looks up at Dakota. "I normally don't go around kissing girls."
"I... I normally don't even talk to people." Dakota whispers. Stiles raises a hand and pushes her hair out of her face.
"You're so beautiful." Dakota blushes as Stiles rubs his thumb against her cheek. "What are you doing with me?"
"What do you mean?"
"Someone like you should be with Jackson Whittemore or-"
"Stiles, I hate people." She tells him. "I have a short fuse and I hate people. Most of the time I just want to punch people." Stiles stares at her a little taken aback. "And yet here I am kissing you. You're the first person I haven't felt the need to punch since... well since I can remember. So no Stiles I shouldn't be with anyone else because that would make me go to jail." Stiles laughs as he looks at her.
"You probably would kill Jackson."
"I probably would kill anybody who wasn't you. I normally hate people touching me."
"But you don't mind me doing it?" She smiles and leans down, kissing him.
"No." He kisses her back, flipping them so he's on top. He kisses down her neck, causing her to moan.
"Hey, Stiles, I got off work early and thought..." Stiles and Dakota jump apart as they see Stiles' dad standing there. "I, uh, sorry." He says as Stiles and Dakota move apart. "Hi, it's nice to meet you."
"Dad." Stiles says as he turns an even redder shade.
"Normally my son doesn't bring girls home-"
"Dad!"
"Right, sorry, but Stiles, you should know about the open door-"
"Dad!"
"Right, sorry, I'll... leave you two alone." He says before heading out of the room. Stiles buries his face in his hands in utter embarrassment as Dakota fixes her clothes.
"Right, so that happened." Dakota says as she flops down on Stiles' bed.
"Dakota, I am so sorry about my dad. He-"
"It's fine." Dakota smiles as Stiles looks at her. "He seems cool."
"He... What?"
"Most dads would probably flip if they walk into what just happened."
"Yeah, my dad..."
"Like I said, he's cool." Dakota pulls her leg up to her chest, wrapping her arms around it and resting her cheek on her knee.
"Dakota, what did happen?" Stiles asks as he sits beside her.
"What do you mean? If you honestly don't understand that Stiles then you might need to go back to health class." Stiles' cheeks turn red again.
"No, I know what that was, but why did it happen?"
"Well, hormones-"
"No, Dakota." Stiles sighs. "I barely know you and I almost had sex with you."
"And you're complaining? Stiles, a girl almost had sex with you."
"I-I know, but..." Stiles groans and runs his hands over his head. "Look, Dakota, I like you, but I have no idea what's going on between us. I like you and I can't get you out of my head. Before you, I was in love with a girl who didn't even know I existed and now... I can barely even remember what I liked about her. The only thing I can think about is you." Dakota blushes and smiles.
"That's the same thing I feel."
"Really?" Stiles asks as if a massive weight was taken off of him.
"Yeah."
Stiles sits back down and looks at Dakota. "Dakota, do you want to go out with me?"