Justin was nervous as ever as he made his way around the Argent residence; it looked very warm and opening, especially today since it was a pool party to celebrate the last day of summer. Teenagers were chatting, laughing and dancing on the patio to Beyoncé, Alicia Keys and David Guetta, all wearing their summer attire for the last time before tomorrow. In the kitchen, an array of snacks and goodies lined up on the countertops and Mrs. Argent was happily chatting away with Allison and Lydia Martin, who happily waved at him. Justin gave a small smile and waved back.

Oh crap, what am I going to do, Justin thought as he tried to mingle with some other fellow seniors. If that Hawaiian dodo bird catches me, I'll have to run like hell back home. But Allison will never forgive me and her very hotheaded mate- or man or whatever- will be glad to kill me. I got to breathe.

Justin made his way to the bathroom but as he made his way down stairs, he thought he heard voices. Quietly stepping out of his sandals, Justin crept to one of the guest bedroom doors and listened carefully.

"I apologize for Derek's actions, but Scott, why did you have to sneak up on Derek like that? Youknow that we hate surprise visits," one guy's voice, soft and light, said in exasperation.

"Stiles, I didn't know you and Derek were going to be in the kitchen doing…" the voice belonging to Scott muttered, "Hey what were you two doing anyway?"

Scott McCall, aka Mr. Sourpuss, Justin thought, a small smile trying to break his face as he swallow a giggle.

Stiles paused a moment, then sighed dreamily, "Baking."

"Right as if 'Baking' were actually getting down and getting dirty," another voice cut it.

Justin realized immediately who that voice was. Danny Mahealani, the guy who Justin slammed his fingers into the taxi. "Oh boy," he mouthed.

"O please! Still You are wanted at the next meeting. This party is a great way to let loose to our bond mates by the way, Scott. You and Allison really deserve each other," Stiles' voice said. "I wonder if..." Justin never heard the rest because he was too busy trying to figure out what the heck was going on. "What does Allison have to do with this, I like to know?" Justin thought.

"Stiles before you go any further, I think we have a visitor," another voice, dark and decadent said. "Danny, is this the guy?"

Oh no.

"That's got to be him. He's as impudent as he is nosy, Alpha Hale," Danny said.

Time for me to make like the wind and blow away, Justin thought to himself as he grabbed his sandals. Suddenly, two arms grabbed his shirt collar and snatched him right into the room. It was very bare save a few trinkets. Justin looked at the gang stating back at him. Scott had a glare that also had a softening gaze; Jackson was downright amused; Isaac looked serene; the one named Stiles was shocked and frustrated as he clung onto the one named Derek who had a slight scowl on his face. But Justin's main focus was on Danny Mahealani, who was no longer looking at him with disgust but with a slight arousal mixed with desire. All of them were shirtless and sexy as sin itself.

Justin stared in amazement and horror. "Hello, I was just about to look for…Umm…um…" he couldn't even think of a name.

"Allison?" Scott said inquisitively, his eyebrows rose up.

"Yes, that's it, Allison. I have another commitment, I'm afraid, that needs tending," Justin said in relief, getting up off the floor. "Give my regrets to her for me. I bid you adieu, farewell, arrivederci, sayonara, and all that other jazz." Justin made his way for the door but was blocked by both Scott and Jackson.

"You can't leave," Jackson said.

"What?" Justin was horrified,

Jackson softened up, smiling at the frazzled teenager. "You met my girlfriend Lydia, haven't you," he said.

Justin nodded. What was all of this leading to, he thought.

"And I know you and my bond mate Allison hit it off, right?" Scott said, a look of pure lust settled in his eyes.

Again Justin nodded.

Danny finally spoke up, facing Justin. "You see, they, along with Alpha Derek's Stiles, have each other and Isaac has his Boyd who couldn't make it," he gestured towards the three who nodded in assent, "have their love fulfilled. But I need someone to hold and touch and crave for their love."

Now Justin was frazzled. "Wh-what does that have to do with me?" he stammered.

It means that his wolf and his human side have chosen you, Munoz, son of Arianna Retia Palacios Munoz. You belong to him and us," Derek Hale said. Smiling and easing Justin's troubled mind. Then he turned to Danny. "Have you decided, Daniel Mahealani?"

Danny nodded. "Yes, I chose him to be my mate for life and to make him immortal," he said solemnly.

"Immortal?! Me?!" Justin exclaimed.

"That's right my darling," Danny said, taking off Justin's tank top and forcing him on the bed. "When I make my mark on you, you will be forever young but not like a werewolf. You see, my wolf side kicked in when I was 18 years old during 1942 and I've been this way since then. Scott's our youngest, him being one since last month and stiles and Derek are the oldest since 1775. You will be great for my bride."

"Do I have a say on how I want to tell my mom?" Justin asked, astounded and horried. His mom was not going to be amused.

"Don't worry I've told her," a girl's voice kicked in.

Justin looked up to see Lydia, Allison, and Mr. and Mrs. Argent come in. "Justin, we talked with your mom about your run-in with Danny last week and she thought that you and Danny would go together," Mr. Argent said.

"What?! How do you fit in all this, Mr. and Mrs. Argent?" he shrieked.

"Justin, I guess you knew anyway," Allison said sheepishly and sat next to Justin. "My dad's, Scott's dad, and Derek Hale's Uncle are werewolves and my mom, Mrs. McCall the coroner of the hospital; Lydia and I have been made immortal by our bond mates. We figured you moving into Beacon Hills and being the new kid would make a great moment in your rite of passage."

Oh boy, now she tells me, Justin thought as he looked at the group. "Well, how will this work, me being immortal?" he asked.

"You just layback and hold still. I'll handle everything, my love," Danny said. He moved down to Justin's stomach and touched the smooth abdominal muscles, making Justin moan with pleasure. "Allison, grab Justin's hand and tell him to relax," he ordered. "This might hurt a bit, love," he said to Justin with a small smile.

"Huh?"

The last thing Justin Palacios Carlos Munoz felt was a searing pain in his stomach and the gentle, soothing touch of Allison Argent's hands, hearing her soothing words. He dared not scream, hearing the threats of Derek Hale, reminding him that if he screamed, he will be killed.

Then all went black.

Justin woke up that night in Danny Mahealani's bed feeling the soft touch of his eternal bond mate. He checked his pulse and found that there was none. During the immortality transformation process, his blood and heart stopped running and his skin no longer felt warm. Instead, he was the fine color of dark chocolate. He turned around to see Danny smiling at him, relieved at his beloved's awakening. He took Justin's chin and branded his lips with Justin's own, kissing him passionately and tasting the fine nectar of his beloved.

I could get used to this, Justin thought with happiness. If you can't beat them, join them.