AN: First teen wolf fanfic so go easy on me please but reviews would be amazing!

Chapter 1:

I stumbled from my car after driving for 36 hours straight to get to Beacon Hills. Driving all the way from coast to coast had exhausted me and my legs were stiff, making it hard to walk. Just as I made it to the door, my uncle, the Sheriff was rushing out. He paused to give me a one arm hug, saying "Sorry just got a call. I'll be back later but Stiles can help you get situated." I shrugged as he rushed to his car and pulled out. I turned towards the door, about to walk in when Stiles stepped out. Grabbing his arm, I asked "where are you going?" noticing the keys in his hand.

"They found a body." He stated as if it was obvious. I arched a brow "And?.." I asked questioningly and he sighed, rolling his eyes. "They only found half of the body." His eyes lit up and he was somewhat bouncing in place with excitement. I shook my head "Alright I'm in."

Stiles gave me a look but seemed to be in a hurry so nodded and we both ran to his crappy jeep. He turned out of the drive and I gave him a confused look. "Your dad didn't go this way." He glanced over at me and grinned "that's because he wasn't going to pick up Scott." I rolled my eyes but sat in silence as we drove to Scott's house. I was struggling to stay awake by the time we pulled up and decided to let my eyes drift closed as Stiles hopped out.

Yelling woke me up and my head shot up, eyes locking onto the scene in front of me. Stiles was hanging from Scott's roof and Scott was gripping a baseball bat as if he had been about to knock Stiles out with it. I couldn't stop a giggle from escaping at how idiotic they were sometimes. Stiles slid down from the roof and they continued to talk for a moment before walking to the jeep. Scott opened the passenger door then saw me sitting there. "Oh, hey Sarah! I didn't know you were in town yet." He said as he slid into the back.

I looked over at Stiles who gave me an innocent look "You didn't tell him I was coming with?" He pursed his lips. "Well.." I rolled my eyes "Oh just drive."

When we parked in front of a sign that read "BEACON HILLS RESERVE" "NO ENTRY AFTER DARK" I looked between the two, climbing out of the jeep. "And I suppose we're just going to ignore that sign?"

Stiles looked over and just nodded. Scott spoke up. "We're seriously doing this?" We all walked towards the woods, Scott and I exchanging a look. "You're the one who's always bitching that nothing ever happens in this town." Stiles replied, leading the way as he shined the flashlight in front of us.

"I was trying to get a good night's sleep before practice tomorrow." Scott complained as we followed behind. "Right! Because sitting on the bench is such a grueling effort."

"No because I'm playing this year. In fact I'm making first line." Scott responded and I ignored them both, just looking around the woods that I hadn't seen in years. They continued talking about lacrosse while I zoned out.

"Just out of curiosity, what half of the body are we looking for?" That caught my attention and Scott and I both looked to Stiles for an answer. "Huh. Didn't even think about that." He answered with a laugh. "And uh, what if the person who killed the body is still out here?" Scott continued and I huffed in annoyance. He just had to say that, didn't he? Like being in the woods at night looking for half a dead body wasn't freaky enough.

"Also something I didn't think about." Of course Stiles wouldn't have thought about that. It wouldn't be Stiles if he had. "It's comforting to know that you planned this out with your usual attention to detail." I grumbled as we climbed up a steep little hill before dropping to our stomachs at the top. Not far in front of us was the whole police force armed with dogs barking like crazy.

Stiles jumped up and ran for it. "Stiles!" Scott and I yelled in unison and I pushed from the ground to follow as Scott took a puff from his inhaler. We both ran after Stiles together, calling to him as quietly as possible. Stiles turned to look at us but when he turned back around there was a dog snarling and barking in his face, making him fall to the ground. I dove behind a tree to hide and Scott did the same. Next thing I know, I have that terrible feeling of having to sneeze. Of course my body would want to make a loud noise that there is no way I could cover up right now. I tried every trick in the book. I looked up and put my finger under my nose, but to no avail. The sneeze came and even though it was muffled, it caught the attention of the Sheriff.

"Sarah?" I cursed under my breath and stepped out from behind my tree, making sure I didn't look to Scott's hiding place. My uncle grabbed both me and Stiles and started dragging us back to his jeep. I kept giving stricken looks to Stiles but he didn't seem too worried about Scott being in the woods alone.

I parked beside Stiles in the school parking lot and slid out, seeing some people eyeing my sleek, black 67 Mustang with two white racing stripes. A smirk slid across my lips and Stiles rolled his eyes, yanking me over to where Scott was pulling off his helmet.

"Hey, let's see this thing." Stiles said as Scott lifted up the side of his shirt. I looked over Stiles' shoulder as he reached out to touch it, making Scott flinch away, dropping his shirt in place. Something definitely bit him but it was better than what could have happened with a killer lurking in the woods. Just like that I was zoning again but when Scott said something about a wolf I went back to listening to their conversation.

"What do you mean 'no I didn't?' How do you know what I heard?" Scott said and I somewhat remember hearing Scott say something about hearing howling. "Because California doesn't have wolves. Ok? Not in like 60 years." I looked to Stiles and raised an eyebrow but he was looking at Scott. "Ah well if you don't believe me about the wolf, then you definitely won't believe me when I tell you I found the body." My head snapped over to look at him as my mouth fell open. Stiles seemed speechless.

"No way!" was all I heard as the warning bell rang and the three of us started towards class, my first class with Stiles. We parted with Scott with a promise to meet back up at lunch.

After Stiles and Scott's practice that apparently Scott had owned at, we met up and went back in the woods. Of course Scott would have dropped his inhaler and needed to go get it. Stiles was making some stupid jokes about werewolves and I rolled my eyes, sitting down on a stump while Scott starting moving the leaves around as he looked for the inhaler, claiming he was sure this was where it was.

Suddenly Stiles stiffened and nudged Scott, pointing behind us. We turned and looked to see a tall, dark haired man in a leather jacket standing there not far away. He walked closer to us "What are you doing here?" "Huh? This is private property." His voice was smooth and alluring as he accused us. Of what? Looking for an inhaler? I really wanted to tell him to chill but something about him kept me from opening my mouth. His eyes were a piercing green and when they locked with mine, I felt my heart pick up.

"uh sorry man we didn't know." Stiles said, his expression looking surprised and scared at the same time. Scott just seemed suspicious and annoyed. "Yeah we were just looking for something.. but forget it." The man's face seemed to be set in a permanent scowl. He reached into his pocket and flung something at Scott who caught it impressively and without a word, the man turned and walked away. I looked at Scott's hand to see his inhaler.

Stiles hit Scott's chest lightly "Dude that was Derek Hale." Scott and I gave him a clueless look and Stiles sighed in exasperation. "He's only a few years older than us. His whole family burned to death in a fire like ten years ago." I nodded, remembering now. We all looked back to the place he had been standing then turned and started back towards our cars.

I was checking my email on Stiles' laptop after school the next day and Stiles busted through the door and pushed me away from his desk, taking over the laptop. "Wow. Pushy much?" I grumbled and rolled the chair back to watch over his shoulder. "Werewolves? Really Stiles?" He ignored me and continued reading. After a while he looked at me with a look of somewhat excited and freaked out "Scott's a werewolf." My first reaction was to laugh but then I realized he was being serious and I shook my head "You're crazy."

There was a knock on the door and I got up to open it as Stiles closed his laptop. Scott walked in and we both sat down on Stiles' bed as Stiles started to explain everything he found on the internet. Of course, just like me, Scott didn't believe him but when Stiles went to grab his phone to cancel Scott's date with Allison, Scott slammed him into the wall and held back his fist. "Stop!" I yelled and Scott moved away, knocking over Stiles' desk chair.

Scott left after mumbling sorry and I looked to Stiles. "So I'm guessing we're going to that party to keep an eye on our werewolf buddy?" I teased but he just nodded, totally serious.

Half an hour later I was dressed in a short black strapless dress with cute silver heels. Stiles took one look at me, rolled his eyes then dragged me out and towards his jeep. I pulled back, resisting. "I'm driving." He pulled me to the passenger side of the jeep, surprising me with his strength. "No. I drive. That's just how it is." I huffed but hopped into the jeep. He may be driving this time. But next time, I would be driving.

Once we got there, I got lost in the crowd of teens that I didn't know. I saw Scott with the girl he'd been staring at in school and rolled my eyes. Finally getting away from the crowd, I sat down in an empty chair, looking around. My eyes fell on that same dark haired man with mesmerizing eyes. He was staring right at me and I looked down, feeling my cheeks heat up. When I looked back up he was gone and I looked around in confusion, not seeing where he could have gone so quickly.

The next thing I knew, Scott was pushing through the crowd, looking as if he was in pain. I tried to follow after him but by the time I got to the front yard, Scott was driving away with Stiles right behind him. "Stiles!" I yelled at the same time someone called "Scott!"

We both looked at each other and I recognized her as Allison. "Hey you must be Stiles' cousin. I'm Allison." I smiled politely "Yeah. I'm Sarah. Nice to meet you." We shook hands and both looked down the street where the boys had disappeared. "I can't believe they just left us." She groaned and I nodded in agreement.

"Sarah. Allison." That rich voice came from behind us. We both turned to look at Derek and the scowl had disappeared from his face. "I'm Scott's friend." I narrowed my eyes. Was he lying? Or had Scott failed to mention this? "My name is Derek." He flashed an irresistible smile and my heart skipped a beat.

"You two need a ride?" Allison looked back down the street and I nodded. "Yeah they just left us stranded here." His eyes locked on mine and I swallowed hard, unable to look away. He finally averted his gaze as he pulled out his keys and nodded towards his car. "Come on. I'll drive you home."

After Derek had dropped Allison off, I got in the front and turned to Derek. "Do you know what's wrong with Scott?" I asked boldly and he looked over at me quizzically. "Do you?" He asked and I narrowed my eyes.

"Don't think so." I replied then watched as Stiles' house flew by the window. "Uhm I live back there." My voice pitched in worry.

He was silent for a second and my heart rate picked up. "I know." I heart rate flew even faster but I couldn't tell whether it was because I was scared or... excited. I was able to get a question out though. "So then why didn't you drop me off there?" My voice was shaky but I had mustered up as much confidence as I could. "Because I'm not taking you there. I'm taking you to my house. And don't worry, you'll get home tonight." He said but his voice wasn't reassuring. At all.

"Why are you taking me to your house?" I asked in a quiet voice, sinking back against the seat.

"You know, you're right to be afraid but I'm not gonna hurt you." He said as he pulled into the woods, thoroughly confusing me.

"If you're not going to hurt me then why should I be afraid?" I asked, some annoyance leaking into my voice. I looked over at him and he gave me a cryptic look. I rolled my eyes. I was no longer scared. he was all bark and no bite. I was just annoyed by now and oh gosh I'm checking him out. Well he's hot! You can't really blame me if I'm extremely attracted to the guy.

Like right now with each turn of the wheel, his biceps bunched and flexed. I had no freaking clue it took that many muscles to turn a wheel. He caught me staring and I saw a smirk on his lips. That lit some confidence in me and I rolled my eyes again. "Don't flatter yourself. I've seen better." Well that was probably the biggest lie I'd ever told and he knew it too.

I could tell as the smirk got bigger. "Is that so?" He said in a taunting voice. He pulled up to the house and I grinned over at him, nodding as I kept up the lie "Much better." He turned towards me, his eyes smoldering. "Even if I couldn't hear your heart beat, it'd still be so obvious you're lying.

My already pounding pulse kicked it up a notch. "So you're a werewolf too?" I blurted before I could stop myself. He grinned then looked down for a moment and when he looked up; his eyes were an electric blue. It was sexy and terrifying at the same time. And he could tell just exactly how he was affecting me.

My eyes locked onto the tip of canines poking out of his lips and without realizing it, I leaned back and away from him. That seemed to encourage him. He leaned across the seat towards me but with the proximity, his eyes dimmed back to normal and I could no longer make out the ends of his canines. Then why was my heart still hammering?

He leaned his head down slightly and his teeth grazed my neck, practically making me insane. Before I could stop myself, I locked my arms around his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair as he lifted his head to smash his lips against mine. He leaned further across and pressed me deeper into the seat. He parted my lips and tangled his tongue with mine. After a minute I was gasping for air and as I caught my breath, his lips went to my neck, sucking hungrily. A moan escaped my lips and I heard an approving rumble in his chest.

Suddenly he pulled away, listening to something. After a moment he grabbed ahold of me and dragged me from the car as he pulled me into his house then he started towards the front door, leaving me standing there in a mess. I was still very turned on and confused as to what was going on. It seemed like it was important though and he'd made it clear he wanted me to stay here but despite my better judgment, I ran after him. I stumbled into the woods, having no clue where he was or going but feeling the need to find him.

After a few minutes I walked up on Derek and Scott. Scott was sitting against a tree in front of him. "Who are they?" Scott said, obviously out of breath.

"Hunters. Their kind has been hunting us for centuries." Derek answered calmly. Scott stood up against the tree, obviously getting worked up. "Us? You mean you! You did this to me!" He yelled back.

I decided to just hang back in the shadows and let them talk this out. "Is it really so bad Scott? That you can see better, hear more clearly, move faster than any human could hope?" Derek asked, obviously agitated. "You've been given a gift that most people would kill for." Scott just stood there, clutching his arm though I couldn't tell what was wrong with it. "The bite is a gift."

Scott finally spoke up "I don't want it." It was obvious he was in pain but it was also obvious he was pissed.

"You will." Derek responded immediately. "And you're going to need me to learn how to control it. So you and me Scott... we're brothers now." He said, leaning down to put his hand on Scott's shoulder. It was intimidating even from over here but also I think it was somewhat genuine. Then Derek turned and left Scott to slide back down to the ground.

Derek grabbed my arm and started dragging me away, holding a hand over my mouth like I was going to scream. I rolled my eyes and smacked his arm, telling him to let go with my actions since I couldn't use words.

He ignored me until we got back to his house before letting me go. "You're so pushy." I grumbled as we walked towards the car, his hand on my shoulder to lead me. As if I was going to make a run for it or something.

"Pushy huh?" I heard a change in his voice and turned my head to look at him when he grabbed my wrist and spun me around before pressing me back against the side of his car. He leaned in close and his lips found my ear. "Am I pushy now?" he practically growled. Obviously the man liked to dominate. And I'm not gonna lie. It totally turned me on.

My heart raced but I forced myself to speak "Just a little." He pulled his head back slightly to look at me and I swallowed, scared by the look in his eyes. "But you like it... Don't you?" I stayed silent until he prompted me to answer. "Don't you?" I nodded slowly, not really having a clue as to what I was nodding about but it seemed to be what he wanted me to do. His eyes were smoldering and I couldn't think straight but I guess he liked my in a second he had his body pressed against me and his lips locked mine. My arms wound around his neck and he squeezed my hips before his hands started to explore my body. I moaned against his lips and his hands tightened on my ass. After I could no longer breathe, I had to push him away. But after a second, I just pulled him right back, gripping at his shirt.

Before it could get any further he pulled away, removing my hands from his shirt. "I need to take you home." He said calmly as I was gasping in breaths. How was he so unaffected? It just wasn't fair. I didn't exactly want to go home but knew I needed to before Stiles or Scott found me here. Something told me neither of them liked Derek and I doubted they'd like it if they knew where I was. "Wait what about Scott. How will he get home?" Derek gave me a look. "He knows how to get home. Now come on. Get in the car." He demanded, opening the door and pushing me in. I grumbled as he shut the door behind me. We sat in silence all the way to my house but there was a certain charge in the air that made it hard for me to look at him without having the urge to kiss him. I would have to keep that in check.

When we finally made it there, I gave him a peck on the cheek before hopping out, fighting the urge to go back and kiss him properly. Stiles wasn't home so I assumed he was with Scott. That gave me some time alone to think. I really shouldn't be getting involved with Derek. Sure the guy was extremely attractive and mysteriously alluring but he was a werewolf.. It struck me then. I don't know what was keeping it from sinking in before but I just made out with a Werewolf! Twice! That can't be a good thing. But why do I want to do it again? Werewolf or not.

AN: Ok so please review! I'm fine with critisim but please keep in mind this is my first story.