A/N: Hey guys! I'm really happy that I got some reviews for the first chapter because it let me know that some of you like where it's going. This chapter is a bit of a background chapter until the real stuff happens. Like before please review with any comments, good or bad. All ideas are welcome. Enjoy! - SnowandStark :)

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Chapter 2

1 year later

That night the hunters left me for dead, they didn't even bother to kill me because they didn't see me as a threat. Well they were wrong. I found a place to hide and I slowly healed, I had made it my personal vendetta to kill all of the hunters responsible for my packs death. Eventually the trail led me back to Beacon Hills, for which I was rather grateful. I bought myself a Chevy Impala, one of my favourite cars and started to make my way to Beacon Hills. While I was driving there I was trying to figure out where I was going to stay. I realised that I could probably stay with Scott and my Aunt for a couple of days until I had gotten myself a house. I drove into Beacon Hills revelling in the familiarity it brought. For once I actually felt at home. I made my way to the large townhouse that Scott and his Mum lived in and I slowly made my way up the driveway. As I pulled the Impala to a stop someone came out of the door, dressed in scrubs. I quickly hopped out and ran over to my Aunt.

"Kayla, is that you?" I smiled at her and ran over to where she was stood, I grabbed hold of her and pulled her into a tight hug. "Honey are you okay?" I looked up at her and tried to stop my emotions from coming forward. "Yeah I'm fine. I'm afraid I've got some bad news. Mum and Dad are dead, they were murdered." Her face blanched and her mouth dropped open.

"Wh...How?" I shook my head not really knowing what to tell her.

"I don't know, the police said it was some sort of premeditated attack." I shrugged my shoulders, trying to stop myself from crying. She only hugged me tighter, stroking my back lightly. Before I could carry on talking to her a scent caught my attention, it was another werewolf and it was close. "Sweetheart, you can stay here as long as you like." I gave her another hug and said thank you. She got in her car and drove off to work. I made my way upstairs and followed the werewolf smell. Even from the bottom of the stairs I could hear the hushed conversation that was going on. I walked across the landing as quietly as I could until I came to Scott's room. I put my hand on the door handle and took a deep breath preparing myself. I opened the door and everyone in the room jumped up to attention as if they were doing something they shouldn't. All eyes turned to me and I blushed slightly. "Um... hey. I don't know whether you remember me or not Scott-" I was cut off by Scott's reply, "Of course I do Kayla. My God it's been so long." He grabbed me and pulled me into a hug, I rested my head on his shoulder and took a deep sniff. He smelt very strongly of wolf. I turned my head to see Stiles stood there looking at me with an open mouth. I let go of Scott and turned to Stiles. "You okay Stiles?" He nodded slightly and closed his mouth. I skipped up to him and pulled him into a tight hug. He started to come back to life and he picked me up and spun me round in circles, me giggling all the time. "I've missed you Stiles." He smiled at me and put me down.

"You look very different to when you were a kid." I smiled at him and did a little pirouette, my dress flying around me. "Good different or bad different?" His eyes grew huge again and he said,

"Good difference." I laughed at him and turned to the final person in the room. He was tall and well built, with stubble across his jaw and a head of dark hair. The one thing that stood out were his green eyes, similar to my own. "I don't believe we've met. I'm Kayla." I held my hand out to him and he took it firmly. "I'm Derek, Derek Hale." He dropped my hand suddenly as if it stung and he looked at me with a funny look. I took in his scent and realised that he too smelt of wolf. I frowned slightly and started to speak, "I have a question. Have any of you been near a wolf lately?" Scott coughed loudly but Derek's face remained a mask. Stiles sat down in a chair and looked sceptically at me. "How do you know that?" I looked over at Scott,

"Let's just say I have a very good sense of smell." Scott frowned and walked over to Derek, they started to have silent conversation which I couldn't quite hear. Derek nodded at Scott and they stopped talking. Scott came up to me and grabbed my hand. "I have something to tell you. I'm a werewolf." I blinked at him a few times and started to laugh.

"What's so funny about that?" I shook my head and tried to calm myself. "Nothing I just can't imagine you being a werewolf, you seem to worry about too much." Scott frowned at me and I heard Derek chuckle. "So you're not freaked out?" This made me laugh again.

"No. Have you really not worked it out yet? Haven't you realised that my scent is different?" He looked at me again and closed his eyes, breathing in deeply. "Oh my God, you're a werewolf as well!" The smile spread across my face as I nodded my head.

"Yep and it took you nearly half an hour to realise! You should have noticed my strange scent straight away! I could have killed you all by now." Scott and Derek both snorted at that.

"What?" Derek stepped forward

"I'm sorry but I'm an Alpha and I don't think some Omega is going to be able to beat me." I let out a loud snorting laugh and all eyes turned to me. "Well, I'm not like you. I am 100% wolf. That means that I am a lot stronger than normal werewolves and I could easily kill an Alpha if I wanted." I winked at Derek and I'm sure I saw him blush, but before I could say anything it was quickly covered up and the mask returned. He smiled at me however and I could see a look of acceptance spread across his face. Scott turned to me suddenly, a look of worry on his face, "You do know that it's a full moon tonight, right?" I nodded at him and took a seat at his desk looking at the books there.

"Yep, unlike you, full werewolves don't need to turn every full moon. We only turn every so often to stop our animal side from taking us over." Scott frowned slightly. I looked over at Stiles who was scratching his head slightly. "What's up Stiles?" He turned to me and said,

"I think I read something in the newspaper about your pack." I clammed up slightly at that, my breath getting short. Derek stepped forward slightly as if he was going to do something. "Yeah, what did you hear?" He looked down at his hands and then back up at me.

"I heard that your whole pack, including your parents were all slaughtered by hunters. They left you for dead because they didn't think you were any real threat." At this point I hadn't realised that I was crying until I felt Derek wiping a tear from my face. I looked up at him and saw that he too had gone through the same thing. I let out a long breath, trying to compose myself. "Well they were wrong, they should have killed me while they had the chance. That's why I'm here. The trail has led me here to a group of hunters that have recently moved to the area. I'm here to kill them all and to let all hunters know that they don't mess with werewolves." Scott shot up from his position on the bed and stalked towards me, his claws extending. To my surprise Derek stood in front of me and growled at Scott who was trying to get to me. I stood up and laid a hand on Derek's shoulder. He looked at me and I stepped around him, looking at Scott. "What do you have a problem with that?" Scott growled at me and his eyes flashed yellow. I let my own eyes flash a bright green colour which seemed to make him move back slightly. "Yeah I do, my girlfriend is one of them." I looked at him with a frown plastered all over my face, "WHAT? What the hell do you think you're doing? Do you want to get yourself killed?" I could feel my pulse start to rise, I calmed myself down knowing that there was no room for me to change in the small room. I let out a loud growl and ran my hand through my hair. "It's a good thing I came then, someone is going to have to protect you're stupid ass from the hunters." Scott led out a frustrated noise,

"You don't understand, they're not all bad. Most of them stick to their code." I advanced on him "Yeah well tell that to my dead parents!" With that I left the room too annoyed to care.