Awakening of the Wolf

Chapter 3

The Hunt Begins

Jackson's P.O.V.

Jackson ran through the woods as fast as he could, but he knew it was a futile attempt. He had to be a wolf himself in order to outrun the werewolf that was trailing. He could practically hear and feel its breath on the back of his back. His eyes widened more in fear, and he called upon his remaining strength for another burst of fear. However, he was so engrossed in looking trying to sense where the werewolf was that he failed to see the rock in his path. His foot caught on it and he painfully tumbled to the ground. He scrambled to stand once more but stopped when a growl sounded from behind him. Moving slowly, he turned to face his pursuer. The Alpha's burning orange gaze fell on him, and the beast's muzzle pulled back into an evil smile. To the human boy it only caused him to recoil in terror. "Please," Jackson whispered, "don't kill me." But Jackson knew it was hopeless to beg because the wolf's smile only widened more. His fears were confirmed more when the beast crouched, preparing to pounce on him. He screamed as his vision was suddenly filled with those horrible fiery orange eyes.

Jackson awoke with a gasp and looked frantically around the room. Gazing out of the window he realized that it was still night and a gibbous moon shown. If he remembered correctly the full moon was in five days and he had yet to find Jamie's Alpha. The boy seemed friendly, but he did not let that fool him. Jamie was still a werewolf, and that made Jackson wary of his brother as well. If Derek was so adamant about finding him that he recruited Jackson to help then that made him want to proceed with caution. After all tailing a werewolf is not easy, discovering that Scott was one took him weeks. However, now he knew Jamie, maybe the Beta could lead him to the Alpha. He grimaced at the thought, it wasn't a solid idea. It was more manipulative than anything else, and Jackson was trying to change. A part of him said that would get him the Alpha, but another part argued that it was hurting Jamie.

He sighed and covered his face with his hands. He had to visit Derek to tell him his findings and determine his next move. He dressed quietly, grabbed his keys, and went to the SUV in the garage. It was quieter than the Porsche, and his parents would not be worried if he took it. They would think that he was taking friends to a party. He chuckled lightly at that. Anything involving Derek was everything but a party.

He pulled up to the Hale house and closed his door loudly, so that the last Hale could hear him. "Last time you came here at this hour, you wanted me to bite you. I hope that this visit is not the same." Jackson jumped as Derek's voice drifted through the half open door. He pushed the door open and gulped as he his gaze met the predatory one of the werewolf. "Dude, you cannot be doing that." Jackson said, "I can't help you find the other Alpha if I'm dead!"

Derek ignored his outburst and demanded, "What have you found?"

"Not much…-but I met the Beta. Apparently they're brothers. The Alpha is the older brother. The Beta's name is Jamie Channing, and he told me that they escaped from hunters that killed their family." Jackson replied quickly when the Hale Alpha gave him an impatient glare. The wolf then took a deep sniff of the air and growled. The Beta's scent was definitely on the boy before him, and that did not sit well with Derek. How dare an intruder come near a member of his pack? The scent of fear made him focus on the younger teen standing in front of him. Jackson's eyes were wide and he had backed away a few steps. He followed Jackson's gaze to his hand and was surprised to see that his claws had come out. Calming himself, he stood and beckoned Jackson to follow him outside. When they got to the younger boy's car, Derek turned to him and ordered, "Now that you know who the Alpha is I want to you to stay away from him. Keep tabs on the Beta, but stay away from his brother. If I can smell Jamie on you then he can smell you on Jamie and find you. Lay low and stay near Stiles and Scott. I'll let them know, so they can be ready." With that said, Derek leaped and shifted into his Alpha form. He turned back to Jackson and gestured for him to go home before loping into the woods.

Jackson obeyed and found himself at his home. He crawled into his bed as he realized that everything was moving so fast. That feeling caused apprehension and excitement to settle in his stomach. It was frighteningly similar to the incident three months ago. With a deep sigh he closed his eyes and drifted into sleep.

The next day found Jackson dealing with a sulking Scott and hyper Stiles. The brunet werewolves kept a watch on him throughout the day and became a little hostile when Jamie came around. Their strange behavior prompted the redheaded Beta to become suspicious. "Are your friends ok. They seem….disturbed by me being near you."

Jackson could tell that Jamie was getting agitated, and he did not have the strength or the knowledge to deal with 3 outraged wolves. He was grateful when Danny drifted over from his locker, and Scott and Stiles stopped growling at Jamie and vice versa. Danny glanced confusingly at the agitated teens and looked to Jackson. "Don't ask." Jackson responded. Danny opened his mouth to reply, but his eyes narrowed when his eyes caught someone over his best friend's shoulder. Jackson turned and let out a growl of his own as he saw Caleb coming his way. He heard Jamie whimper and glanced at the boy only to be confused by his expression of fear. Twin warning snarls sounded from Stiles and Scott, and they stepped in front of Jackson, Danny, and Jamie as Caleb approached them. The sneer that spread across the bully's face did nothing to reassure Jackson.

"You have bodyguards now, Whittemore? How cute. And it's tweedledee and tweedledum too! Your money couldn't afford better than that?"

Jackson rose to the bait and snarled, "I don't need bodyguards to beat your ass, Jamison! Besides I have better things to spend my money on. Maybe I should give you some so you can afford a face lift. I do support charities." The rage that he observed on Caleb's face was well worth it. "You think you're funny, Whittemore! If you would stop hiding behind those losers of yours than maybe I can give you a face to match your jokes. Besides Lydia seems to find my face handsome enough since she's constantly kissing it every night! And the sex! Boy, can she give out!" It was Jackson's turn to let rage overcome him. "How does it feel, Jackson, to know that your ex has moved on so quickly? So much for your charm! You were obviously lacking something since she picked me. Greener pastures right?" Caleb laughed viciously as he walked past the group. He turned and immediately called Jamie to his side. The boy whispered a quick, "I'm sorry," to Jackson before following the bully. When they were gone, Jackson lifted a fist and slammed it into the nearest locker. He only vaguely heard the indignant yell of Scott as his fist connects with the outraged boy's locker. Without sparing the remaining three boys a glance he stormed to his car and sped out of the school's lot.

Not wanting to explain his anger to his parents, he went to the park where Lydia broke up with him and sat on one of the benches. He gripped his face in his hands and let a loud groan escape him. When he felt in control again, he looked up and immediately jumped into a standing position. A woman that looked to be in her early twenties stood smirking in front of him. Her stance and smirk screamed danger, and Jackson gulped when she focused her steely gaze on him. While her smirk was danger, her eyes were cold and emotionless. "Um. Can I help you?" He asked hesitantly.

"Are you Jackson Whittemore?" She demanded. "Yes." He answered warily. "Who wants to know?" Her smirk turned into a grin and it scared the boy more than her smirk did. She asked, "Do you know anyone by the name of Connor?"

"My middle name is Connor." He answered, but her question made him suspicious and forgetting his fear, stood and queried angrily, "Who are you a social worker or something? Look, I'm happy with my parents, okay! So you can tell your boss to stop hounding me because I don't want to leave! I completed my therapy years ago! I've gotten over my parents being killed!" Glaring at the woman, he walked back to his car.

Women's P.O.V

Once Jackson was out of sight the woman let her smile melt into a contemplative frown. The boy knew that his parents had been killed, but he didn't recognize her. It seems that he was also unaware that his parents were werewolves. He was also human. At that realization a deep frown settled on her features. If the boy wasn't a werewolf then she could not hunt him, but if he was one then he was hers. 'Time to call in a favor.' She thought. She knew that Beta that she saw two nights ago, and his older brother owed her for her services. She smiled deviously she gets to kill her quarry and watch him suffer at the same time.

She only needed to ask a few people around town in order to find where the werewolf brothers were living. She took her time strutting confidently to the front door and was rewarded when a deep snarl greeted her. "Hello, Michael." She said calmly when he opened the door. The werewolf did not even care to hide his burning orange eyes from her. "What do you want?" He ground out.

"I came to collect a favor from you. You owe me." Her voice took on a steely edge to it. The Alpha stared at her for a moment before nodding and gesturing to her to follow him into the nearby forest. He led her in a few hundred feet and once again asked, "What do you want?"

She decided to interrogate him before answering his question. "Why do we need to come out here?" She then feigned surprise and covered her mouth with a hand. "Don't tell me that you haven't told Jamie the truth?"

"Do not mock me, Danielle! You needed me more than I needed you! Without my help you wouldn't have been able to see my parents let alone kill them. My father would have torn you to pieces before you could have taken a breath. I only asked for your help, so that it would look like a routine hunt." Michael put his face near hers and showed his fangs. Danielle, however, stood her ground and asked, "So what is so bad that you still haven't told your brother the truth?"

He gazed at her steadily and explained, "He adored our parents. It would break him to find out the truth, and I need him strong to help me kill the Alpha of this area. My father was a fool for letting those traitors escape unscathed. They dishonored my pack by merely existing." He clenched his fists then queried, "So what do you have in mind for their whelp?"

The huntress smirked and said, "I need you to bite him, so I can kill him. It prevents me from breaking The Code." She added as he gave her an incredulous look. "What's in it for me?" He asked as he circled her like a predator hunting its prey. "You get to sink your teeth into their pup and watch him suffer through the agony of changing. That should excite you and make the Beacon Hills Alpha wary of you." The last words of statement came out as a moan as Michael nipped at her neck. She groaned in pleasure as the wolf's next words were mumbled against her skin. "I like that idea! Hm. Not killing you after my parents died was a good thing." She was too far gone in his touch to care about that. "The idea was mutual, but I'm glad I didn't follow through." She whispered before capturing his lips with a slow deep kiss. "I'm glad." He replied huskily as they both got lost in the kiss. A moment later a deep growl of anger ripped from Michael as he partially shifted. Danielle quickly regained her senses and asked, "What's wrong?"

"SHE'S HERE!" He growled and fully shifted after moving from Danielle. The huntress only needed a moment to remember what he talking about before she pulled a handgun from the inside of her jacket. "SHOW YOURSELF! I KNOW THAT YOU'RE OUT THERE, DESIREE! COME OUT OF HIDING YOU BITCH!" The enraged werewolf shouted. Danielle walked to his side and laid a hand on his furred bicep. "She's gone now, Michael. Now that we know she is here we have to move fast. She won't stay hidden for long." The huntress advised and gently led the fiery-eyed Alpha to his home.

Desiree's P.O.V.

Deeper in the forest glaring down at the werewolf and the hunter, the aforementioned Desiree stood. The silver she-wolf shifted into human form. She was African-American with shoulder length hair and dark brown eyes. They darkened further with anger at the thought of that upstart Alpha calling her a bitch. She took a deep breath and walked further into the forest. A frown marred her features at the scene she had witnessed moments ago. She knew that there was something more to the deaths of the Crystal Lake Alphas. She growled to herself, now she would have to keep further tabs on Jackson. If those two were working together then it only meant trouble for the boy, and she was going to honor his mother's last wish to watch his back. She transformed into her werewolf form and ran into the forest. It was time to reveal herself to the Lowell's pup.

Here's Ch.3! I hope you guys enjoyed it! Thanks for the review! But honestly people please review; favoriting is nice, but I need feedback! I would like to improve on my stories and reviewing is only way I can get that from you guys! Stay tuned because there is more to come! Disclaimer: Do not own Teen Wolf because if I did than Colton Haynes would be taken!