The whole situation came through like a whirlwind for Derek. Days ran together for the alpha werewolf. Almost every night for the past week he was over at Stiles' house. Trying to keep himself under control was taxing for the alpha. The scent of Stiles alone sent his inner wolf into an uproar. One whiff sends Derek's nerves into a frenzy. He did well with not ravishing the boy and claiming him completely. Every day after school Derek needed Stiles to take a shower to rid himself the scents from the other students.

Derek did not want to become some sappy lovesick wolf but he almost didn't mind it. Most of it was due to getting closer to the local neighborhood chatterbox almost walking encyclopedia better known as Stiles Stilinski. "You're an idiot you know that." Peter remarks, placing a hand on Derek's shoulder. "If anyone finds out you could go to jail or better yet be put on that darned sex offender list." The older male squeezes his nephew's shoulder. Derek's body goes stiff from the touch.

"Aren't you on that list and I have no clue what you're talking about." Derek grunts, shrugging off his uncle's hand. He feigns disinterest, rolling his eyes at the other werewolf. He couldn't deal with the man right now.

"You know damn well who I'm talking about Derek." Peter scoffs, not willing to back down from the argument. "He's skinny, has beautiful pale skin, and tons of freckles. Which I'm sure you know where each little freckle is." Peter wiggles his eyebrows. On more than one occasion he had admired the teen, taking in his slim athletic shape.

Derek snarls, "You don't know what you're talking about." He walks past his uncle toward his sleek black Camaro. "I think you need to mind your own business." He says through gritted teeth. Peter knew he struck a nerve. The pair could not have a real physical relationship at this time and Derek knew that. His body yearned to be closer to Stiles. His 18th birthday couldn't come soon enough. The growing attraction towards Stiles had Derek's mind in a turmoil. Derek's urge to protect Stiles had grown ever since he'd shown up with his puppy dog friend (Scott).

Derek loved their witty banter back and forth, the occasional roughing up of Stiles, just to get a whiff of his scent. Before their kiss on the lacrosse field Derek made all sorts of excuses to be closer to the teen. From small touches on the shoulder, pulling him in close away from danger, and even pushing him up against walls just to be close to him. Derek had to calm himself from the rush of memories.

His feelings for Stiles scared him to the core. He knew he shouldn't have kissed him that night but his wolf inside nearly tore him apart with his inner feelings. At the time the smell of worry and fear were wrapped up so heavily into Stiles' scent and Derek needed to make it better. He wants to be the reason Stiles would smile more often. "Shut up Peter I'm going for a run."

Peter watches Derek break off into a sprint, discarding articles of clothing as he transforms into his wolf state.

"If his head wasn't so jumbled he might have known you were eavesdropping." Peter makes his way over to one of the larger oak trees that survived the fire. His voice was oozing enthusiasm. "Now Erica, what could you possibly gain from listening in on adult conversations?"

"My rightful place as his mate." She responds carefully. Her blonde curls fell neatly against her shoulders and down her back. Wearing her signature leather jacket and skinny jeans. "I don't understand why he would want to do that to himself." Erica crosses her arms over her chest, blocking her cleavage from view. "For some reason I Think you have a plan." She playfully pokes Peter's chest with her claw tipped finger. "I want you to help me make him mine."

Isaac sits at their usual lunch table, being one of the first to arrive. He didn't have enough money to buy a school lunch like the other kids. He could hear them all talking cheerfully with each other. The noise level in the cafeteria was tolerable for now. He scans the area for any familiar faces, his gaze settles on Danny. The hunky Hawaiian chatted with the lunch lady as he paid his meal. Isaac's gaze lingered on the male, immediately the curly haired youth averts his eyes. He feels the swelling in his chest and immediately tries to calm himself. The whole room becomes a blur as Isaac tries his best to quiet the beast within.

Isaac's hands bled a little, struggling to keep his claws from sprouting. His claws dug deep into his skin, wincing he exhales to clear his mind. Truthfully Isaac developed a new confidence thanks to his wolf however teenage angst still plagues him. The idea of going on a date seems easy but Isaac never had the opportunity to actually try it. He kept reminding himself that if he didn't try he would never get a real answer.

"Hey Isaac have any of the other gotten here yet?" Danny speaks, placing his tray on the table and sitting down across from Isaac.

Isaac nearly jumps when Danny sits down in front of him. He was so caught up in trying to avoid looking at Danny e was caught by surprise. "N-no not yet." HIs voice sounds slightly strained as he speaks. "I'm the first on here." He lets out a shaky breath. Even though his father was deceased Isaac still lives in slight fear of him not actually being dead and coming back to torment him.

"Are you okay dude?" Danny gives Isaac a confused look as he tries to open his carton of milk. "Ugh these things never open for me." Danny chuckles as he attempts to open the small carton again.

"Here let me try." Isaac offers, taking the carton from Danny and opening it with ease. "I think you trying a little too hard." He places the carton back on Danny's tray avoiding eye contact.

"You're such a lifesaver, Lydia usually opens it for me but she's not here yet." Danny flashes Isaac a genuine smile. "You'd think Stiles would be here now stuffing his face full of curly fries."

Isaac's smile fades immediately at the mention of Stiles. He notices the changes in Danny's body language when he talks about Stiles. His smiles seem wider and his eyes seem to sparkle. Isaac only knows this because he ends up watching Danny from the sidelines. If only he thought about me that way. Isaac's body slouches further into the chair, his mood dwindling quickly. "Yeah, curly fries are super awesome." His voice filled with less enthusiasm than before.

"So Isaac you can't tell the others but I'm thinking about asking Stiles out on a date." Danny's voice is shaking a little. "I wasn't sure if he was actually into guys but the more time I've spent with him and you guys he's kind of grown on me."

Isaac holds back a groan of resentment as he tries his hardest to hide his disdain. Even as a werewolf he couldn't get a date. "Umm yeah I'm sure he'd be thrilled." Isaac rolls his eyes sinking further into the hard plastic chair.

"I'm thinking maybe a movie marathon or something, he was talking about Star Wars the other day and I've only seen the first movie." Danny taps his chin as he thinks about other potential date options. "I think he would like that."

"Hey Stiles can I talk to you for a minute." Danny asks as he runs over to Stiles, taking off some of his lacrosse gear in the process. "I was wondering if you wanted to do a Star Wars marathon with me." Danny's a little out of breath as he places his shoulder pads on the ground next to him.

Stiles' face is flushed from their afternoon lacrosse practice. The autumn air is crisp and chilly. "Umm yeah Danny you know I love those movies!" His voice rings with excitement. "Just let me know when and I'll totally be there, or you can come over to my house you know which ever is easiest I guess. Actually depends on which one of use has better popcorn." He starts to talk a mile a minute and Danny just keeps smiling at him.

"We can do my place and you can bring your favorite popcorn Stiles." Danny chuckles, blushing a little as he rubs the back of his neck nervousness washing over his features. Feeling awkward around Stiles was new for Danny. Normally he just laughs at the others crazy antics but lately Stiles had been growing on him. The more their whole group spent time with each other Danny's interest in Stiles kept growing.

"Dude I'll see you Saturday!" Stiles beams. None of the others offered to do a marathon with him and Stiles was well overdue. The fact that he got to spend time with Danny was a plus. Although Danny didn't know it yet he was the only other human in their crew besides Lydia. Although, Stiles wasn't sure if she was completely human herself.

Isaac brushes past Danny giving him a small smile. "I see it went well?" He asks stopping next to Danny and picking up the discarded shoulder pads.

"Yeah I was a little nervous but he said yes." Danny smiles as he takes the pads from Isaac. "Thanks for listening to me early Isaac you're a good friend." Danny pulls him in for a friendly bro-hug.

Isaac sighs taking in Danny's scent nearly melting into the hug. Isaac feels himself wanting to lean into the touch. "See you later." Danny releases Isaac and makes his way into the locker room to shower.

Isaac mumbles out a small goodbye and makes his way over to the bleacher to sit. "I should have known he wouldn't be into someone as broken as me." His body shakes a little as he tries to compose himself. He could feel the stinging behind his eyes, his wolf howling silently.

Thanks for reading this story guys! It's kind of my practice for a comic I'm going to start work on. Let me know what you think in the reviews. Also special thanks to my beta readers 3 they're both amazing.