Author's note: Hello you! I have a couple of things to say.

1) I wrote an extra chapter for this fic and posted on my tumblr. It's a scene that was supposed to go with chapter 11, but it'd make the chapter way too long (it already is the longest chapter, you guys!). You can check it out on dft. ba/-TMHExtra (remove the spaces)

2) The person insistently asking for Scira: the answer is no.

I'm so glad you guys are reading and liking my little story. Did you realized that I made my first timing error? The beginning of 4x04 happened the same night of the end of 4x03, so no smut time between Stiles and Malia, I guess. But do you guys care? I don't, to be honest.

I'll try to update one more chapter this week. Let's hope. And I hope you guys like this one, because I need to tell you, it's one of my favorites.

TWELVE

"Underneath the skin there's a human;
Buried deep within there's a human;
and despite everything I'm still human."
Daughter - Human

Once she was human again, when Scott found her and forced her out of her animal fur and sent her back to the house full of memories and her dad, there was a void. She was back to zero and the only comforting moments were the full moon nights – the only time of the month she could feel the beast roaring from its cage, the skeleton of her human form, longing for what she wanted the most: the woods. Home.

But after the couple of months she spent at Eichen House, after Stiles and the basement and finding Scott once again, things started to change. Stiles did something to her, she knew that. His contact released a part of her long asleep and slowly her powers came back, piece by piece.

Every time she met Scott, every time she practiced something supernatural, learned a bit more of herself, she was closer to the woods.

But the animal inside her had changed. It was bloodthirsty, desperate to come free, anxious to destroy things. And it terrified her. She came from long for the full moon to hate it; the idea of being chained in a basement so she couldn't hurt people, so she wouldn't repeat the fiasco of almost a decade before, and never, ever being able to control the beast that felt for such a long time as her only partner infuriated her.

It was their third month. The fifth of her human life. The woods never felt closer as it felt on full moon nights. But she was chained: not to a pillar of concrete, not to a car crash accident. To a human she cared about so much it was painful. A human she would never leave behind, but she would understand if he wanted to leave.

He didn't. He never left. He never would. He brought her back. And she wondered why the woods were so appealing in the first place.

A/N: Thank you for reading and I'm waiting for your review, okay? :D x