"Full Moon"

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Erica had taken an interest in a student named Vernon Boyd who seemed to be very lonely and had no friends at school and his parents were too busy to pay attention to him.

Noticing how much Erica seemed to like him, Stiles went to Derek to suggest Boyd become a member of their pack, especially after Isaac became friends with him.

Derek agreed to talk to Boyd about becoming a member of the pack, but after the full moon.

It was Stiles, Isaac and Erica's first full moon and Scott was going to be joining them since he felt like giving the pack a chance.

"Oh, I feel like I'm on a sugar high. Everything is all tingly." Stiles commented.

She was helping Derek set up the basement of the Stilinski home for everyone to use during the full moon since her father would be working all night long.

"You can feel the moon's pull. The others are gonna start feeling all hyper, too." Derek informed.

Instead of chains, Stiles decided to have Alan Deaton, the former Emissary of the Hale pack, trap them all in the basement with mountain ash.

Derek had been against it at first, but Stiles assured him that they would be fine.

Deaton was fond of Scott and Stiles, so he would like to help them out during the full moon until they were able to control their shifts perfectly.

Stiles was setting down pillows and blankets, wanting them to have something comfortable to sleep on during the night.

Looking down at her hands, she noticed that they were switching from regular human ones to a wolf's paw covered in black and white fur.

"Am I supposed to be shifting now?" Stiles asked.

Walking over to her, Derek took Stiles' hand in his own, watching as it shifted and her eyes were glowing gold.

"Usually, no. It just means you're really in tune with your wolf. You'll be fine. Just remember to think about your anchor." Derek said and kissed her paw.

Smiling up at him, Stiles glanced around the basement and anticipated what would happen that night.

Soon enough, Isaac and Erica arrived with bags with clothing in them.

Scott came rushing in a few minutes later.

"Sorry, I had to tell something to my mom before coming over." Scott apologized.

"Why didn't you just tell her you were sleeping over at my house?" Stiles asked.

"Because she thought I was really going to Allison's." Scott explained.

Rolling her eyes at that, Erica leaned up against the wall behind her.

Isaac was on the floor with Stiles, lying his head on her lap and she gently ran her fingers through his hair, making him purr happily at the attention.

The comfort being brought to him by the second in command made him feel like he could face the full moon with ease.

"All right, remember, when Deaton creates the circle, we're stuck in here until morning. No one can get out. Hopefully, we won't have to do this every time." Derek said.

"This is my third full moon. I think I should be in better control than the others." Scott spoke up.

"Yeah, but you also have your anchor. The others need to work on finding theirs to help them." Stiles reminded

"What's your anchor, Stiles?" Erica asked the higher-ranking beta.

Everyone turned their attention onto Stiles as she paused in grooming Isaac's hair.

"My dad." She said.

It didn't surprise Derek or Scott.

After all, Stiles had become a werewolf so she wouldn't die at a young age and could be with her father.

Noah would go insane and finally be destroyed if he lost his daughter the same way he lost his wife.

"And my pack." Stiles continued making everyone give her stunned looks.

"The pack?" Erica echoed.

"It might be my wolf, but this pack is my life. I want to be here with all of you, the people I care about the most." Stiles explained.

Unable to stop themselves, Erica and Scott gathered around Stiles, making Isaac growl in annoyance at having to share her attention with the other betas.

Watching them, Derek smiled and felt something warm bloom inside of his chest.

He had made the perfect choice in turning Stiles.

If he hadn't, he didn't believe their pack would be like this right now, slowly becoming a family that would be expanding soon enough.

Making his way over, Derek crawled around the wriggling betas and managed to put himself in the middle of the tussle, right where Stiles located.

Sensing her alpha behind her, Stiles turned and smiled up at him and her eyes were gold while his were red.

Leaning up, she nuzzled at his chest before she tilted her head to the side, showing her neck and he gently bit it affectionately.

The full rose high in the sky and the betas all started turning.

As everyone started turning, they tried to fight for control, but the moon was whispering things to them.

Whispering the pleasures of breaking free and throwing off the chains of humanity, run off into the night and go for a hunt in the forest.

Perhaps they would be able to find a deer to take down and devour or bathe in the cool river water.

There were hunters in town, they should track them down and kill them before they came and gunned the pack down.

Scott managed to get control first, thinking about Allison, his mother, Stiles and Sheriff Stilinski, the most important people to him, his family.

Panting hard, Scott curled up in a corner and Derek nodded at him, pleased to see that the usually out of control beta had finally managed to find a way to resist the call of the moon.

Erica and Isaac were groaning in pain, their bodies shifting and eyes glowing gold as they wriggled around on the floor, unable to think properly.

As for Stiles, she was clutching at her head, trying to calm her breathing as her body transformed.

"Focus. Try to think of your anchors. Find them and focus on them. Think of nothing but your anchors." Derek called.

Hearing Derek's voice, Stiles snapped out of the feral thoughts running through her mind and looked around her at her pack.

Erica seemed to be calming down, but Isaac still seemed to be struggling.

Feeling the urge to comfort him, Stiles crawled over to the blond boy and pulled him into her arms.

The scent of Stiles, night air and lavender, filled Isaac's nose and it made him snap out of his wolfish state and focus more on her.

"You okay?" Stiles whispered.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Isaac nodded.

Pleased that one of her puppies was fine, Stiles then moved on to Erica and helped her shake off the urge to break out of the basement.

Finally, Stiles checked on Scott and he was in better control than the blonds.

Pleased with what he was seeing, Derek moved up behind Stiles and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her back into his chest.

"You're doing perfectly. Handling things almost like an alpha." He crooned in her ear.

"Now that I can't hear the moon trying to make me loose control, this is almost easy. But I still feel pretty buzzed. This going to pass soon?" Stiles moaned as she leaned up against him.

Her neck was stretched out and her hair fell over onto one side of her head, exposing the freckled expanse of her throat which had caught the attention of Derek who was staring at it entranced.

Erica, Isaac and Scott were wrestling on the basement floor, having gained control, but were still feeling "buzzed" as Stiles had put it.

They needed to find a way to work off the excess energy that the moon was giving them, and they decided wrestling was the best way to do it.

Grinning at the sight of his pack, Derek couldn't help but let himself be affected by the full moon, ducking his head down and nibbling along Stiles' neck making her giggle as she nuzzled into his chest.

"You're in a good mood, sourwolf." She commented.

"I haven't felt this kind of happiness in a long time, Mie. Let me enjoy it." He rumbled.

(Morning…)

Everyone had fallen asleep around 3:00 in the morning.

They had instinctually gathered into a pile and had fallen asleep on top of each other, taking comfort in their pack members scents, body heat and heart beats.

Deaton made his way to the basement and broke the mountain ash circle, smiling as he gazed over the pack.

He had intended for Stiles to become his pupil and train her to become an Emissary and hoped for Scott to perhaps become a True Alpha, but he supposed this was just as good.

He doubted Derek would have been able to take proper care of his pack without Stiles and Scott fully joining it.

Deciding to allow them to sleep a bit longer, Deaton snuck away, long before Noah returned home and stumbled up the stairs to his bedroom.

The pack didn't wake up, not until Stiles smelled her father cooking bacon and jumped out of the pile to yell at Noah for eating food that wasn't healthy for him.

The end.