The next morning, Scott woke up in the lake house with Allison sleeping on his chest. He smiled, enjoying the peaceful moment until she began to stir.
He looked at her and said. "Good morning, beautiful."
Still half-asleep, Allison murmured. "Good morning... What time is it?"
Scott smirked. "We still have two hours before we need to go to school. Should we do something fun?"
Allison rolled her eyes. "Not today, you pervert."
Scott chuckled. "Oh, is your friend visiting again?"
Allison sighed. "Yes, now shut up."
Scott laughed. "Yep, it's definitely that time of the month."
Allison glared at him. "What do you mean by that?"
Scott quickly raised his hands in surrender. "Nothing much! It's just that you get a little... mean whenever your friend visits."
Allison narrowed her eyes. "And do you have a problem with that?"
Scott shook his head with a smile. "Nope. I don't mind dealing with mean Allison for a few days. I'm just glad we don't lose control."
Allison frowned. "Why is that?"
Scott explained. "You know that female werewolves lose control twice a month, once on the full moon and the second time when… well, you know. So, I'm just glad you don't shift into your wolf form and turn me into a chew toy."
Allison smirked. "Not gonna lie, I'm tempted to shift and turn you into a chew toy right now."
Scott laughed and pulled her into a hug. "Come on, I know you wouldn't do that to me. You love me too much to hurt me."
Allison rolled her eyes but didn't pull away.
After a moment, she shifted uncomfortably. "Scott, stop that."
Scott blinked innocently. "Stop what?"
Allison glared at him. "Your little wolf is poking me."
Scott smiled. "Oh… yeah. You know I can't control that."
Allison groaned. "Then let go of me. I need to take a shower."
She struggled out of Scott's arms, got out of bed, and walked toward the bathroom. Scott followed her.
She turned around, raising an eyebrow. "Where do you think you're going?"
Scott smirked. "To take a shower with you, of course."
Allison crossed her arms. "No, you're not. I already told you, we can't do anything today."
Scott grinned, scooping her up in his arms. "There are plenty of ways to have fun. Come on, let me teach you."
Allison squirmed in his grip. "Put me down, you pervert!"
Scott laughed. "Trust me, it'll be fun."
Allison huffed. "Fun for you, you mean."
"No, we'll both have fun." Scott said as he carried her into the bathroom.
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After their shower, Scott and Allison headed to the pack house. They found Melissa and Victoria cooking breakfast. Scott joined them to help, while Allison went to Lydia's room.
Before long, the pack gathered in the kitchen and ate breakfast together.
Scott turned to Aiden. "How are you feeling?"
Aiden grinned. "I've never experienced pain like what I felt after you gave me the Bite yesterday, but it was worth it. If you told me I had to go through something even worse to gain the power I have now, I'd do it in a heartbeat."
Stiles asked. "Have you shifted yet? What color is your fur?"
Aiden shrugged. "I don't know. I was too focused on my strength to care about the color."
Stiles said. "Then why don't you show us now?"
Aiden nodded. "Okay."
He stepped out of the kitchen, and moments later, he returned in his full wolf form, a massive wolf the size of a tiger with brown and black fur and glowing blue eyes.
Isaac said. "He's brown like Stiles."
Stiles shook his head. "No, my fur is brown and white. He's brown and black."
After that, they finished breakfast, and everyone went about their day.
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A week passed, and now Scott and his pack were having lunch in the school cafeteria. Kira was sitting with them as well.
Scott looked at Malia. "So, how's the search for the Desert Wolf going?"
Malia sighed. "After Braeden came back to town and told me everything she knows about the Desert Wolf, she started working with your dad to track her down. But so far, nothing."
Scott nodded. "I see."
Then he turned to Stiles. "Did Uncle Noah find anything related to vampires?"
Stiles shook his head. "He has a few missing persons cases, but he's not sure if they have anything to do with vampires. Other than that, nothing."
Lydia raised an eyebrow. "You guys are still looking for the vampire? Then you should ask our chemistry teacher, Mr. Harris."
Stiles' eyes widened. "Why didn't you say anything sooner? We've been searching for a week! Wait… is Harris the vampire? He hasn't been at school for a month. Where is he now?"
Lydia shrugged. "I don't know where he is."
Stiles groaned. "Then what do you know?"
"All I know is that if we want to find the vampire, we should look for Harris. And the reason I didn't say anything earlier is because I only knew about him just now, when you said the word vampire."
Scott nodded. "Stiles, tell your dad to look for Harris at his house."
Stiles frowned. "I doubt he's still there."
"Maybe, but it's worth checking."
Sighing, Stiles closed his eyes for a moment, then said. "I told him. He and Parrish are heading there now."
Kira, who had been quietly listening, raised a brow. "Wait… how did you do that? You just told him without using your phone."
Stiles exchanged a glance with Scott before shrugging. "Everyone in our pack can talk to each other telepathically."
Kira's eyes widened. "That's… so cool."
Then she turned to Scott, looking a little nervous but determined. "Hey, Scott… can I join your pack?"
Scott said. "You'd have to talk to your mom first."
Kira frowned. "Why?"
Allison leaned forward. "Because in order to join our pack, Scott would have to give you the Bite. And that means you'd lose your Thunder Kitsune spirit. The Bite would change you into something else."
Kira hesitated but then nodded. "I see… but even so, I'm willing to give it up. The fox spirit is useless anyway. I don't have any powers right now, and my mom warned me that if I'm not strong enough to control it, the fox could take over my body."
Erica's eyes widened. "That's… terrifying."
Kira sighed. "Yeah. It's like having a ticking time bomb inside me."
Scott said. "Talk to your mom first. If she agrees, I'll give you the Bite, and welcome you into the pack."
Kira smiled. "Then I'll talk to her as soon as I get home."
With that settled, the pack finished their lunch and headed back to class.
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That night, Scott's entire pack gathered outside the pack house at the ranch. The full moon hung high in the sky, bathing the clearing in silver light. Tonight was a significant moment—Chris, Rafael, and Parrish were experiencing their first full moon as shapeshifters.
Chris was the first to shift. He gazed up at the moon, his eyes glowed golden, then his body transformed into a massive silver wolf easily the size of a tiger.
Allison stepped forward, gently running her fingers through his fur. She smiled. "Your fur is silver, just like our family name."
Victoria smirked. "Who would've thought? The legendary hunter, Chris Argent, is now a werewolf himself."
Chris turned his glowing eyes toward Scott. He growled in a deep voice. "I blame you for this, you little punk."
Scott burst out laughing. "Oh, come on. Don't tell me you don't like it. Look at you! You're stronger than ever. And more importantly… now you can finally keep up with Victoria."
Chris growled again. "Shut up, you punk."
Scott smirked. "You can deny it all you want, but your body's being pretty honest right now."
Chris narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"
Stiles chuckled. "Your tail is wagging."
Chris' eyes widened. "What?"
He turned his head, catching sight of his own tail wagging furiously behind him. "Damn it. Stop."
Scott and Stiles laughed as Chris struggled to control his tail, only to fail miserably.
After a moment, he turned his glowing eyes toward Allison. "How do I make it stop?"
Allison smiled. "It'll stop when you stop feeling happy."
Chris let out an annoyed growl. "Damn it. I'm not happy."
But despite his grumbling, his tail kept wagging.
Then he turned his head and looked at Stiles, who was laughing uncontrollably. Without hesitation, Chris lunged toward him.
"Hey! Why are you chasing me?!" Stiles shouted as he bolted. "Everyone's laughing!"
The pack burst into laughter as they watched Chris chase Stiles around the ranch.
Meanwhile, Parrish stepped forward. "Alright, my turn."
He lifted his head toward the full moon. Suddenly, flames erupted across his body, igniting like a blazing inferno before extinguishing just as fast. His skin darkened, glowing orange cracks spreading across it like molten lava. His eyes burned with an intense fiery glow.
Parrish clenched his fists, feeling the raw power surging through him. "This is amazing."
Lydia smirked as she eyed his naked body. "Amazing indeed."
Parrish followed her gaze, realizing she was staring directly at his crotch. His eyes widened, and he quickly covered himself with both hands.
Lydia clicked her tongue. "Oh, come on. Why are you covering it? We already saw everything."
Ignoring her, Scott asked. "Can you shift into an animal form?"
Parrish closed his eyes, concentrating. Then, his body started shifting, bones cracking and reshaping. When the transformation was complete, he had taken on the form of a massive dog, nearly the size of a tiger, his entire body wreathed in flames.
Isaac whistled. "That looks badass."
Boyd nodded. "I expected something more… hellish, but you just look like a giant pit bull on fire."
Scott turned to Rafael. "Alright, your turn."
Rafael exhaled. "Okay." He stepped forward, staring up at the full moon.
His eyes gleamed a golden hue before his body began to shift. Muscles expanded, bones shifted, and fur sprouted across his skin. Moments later, he had fully transformed into a massive mountain lion, rivaling the size of a tiger.
Melissa raised an eyebrow. "Huh. I was expecting him to turn into a donkey."
Rafael shot her an unamused look but ignored the comment. He turned toward Scott and, after struggling to form words, managed to say. "Scott… what am I?"
Scott chuckled. "A mountain lion. If you can still call it that."
Rafael nodded. "I see." Then he turned to Parrish. "Want to go for a run?"
Parrish said. "Sure."
Deaton, watching from the sidelines, cleared his throat. "Parrish, before you go, can you please put out those flames? I'd rather not deal with a wildfire in the Beacon Hills Preserve."
Parrish blinked. "Oh. Right, my bad."
The flames around his body gradually faded, and with that, Rafael, Parrish, and Chris—who had finally returned from chasing Stiles—took off into the night for their run.
Once they were gone, Scott turned to Noah. "By the way, did you find Harris?"
Noah shook his head. "No, but if he's still in Beacon Hills, we'll find him soon enough."
Scott sighed. "Alright. Let's go eat. I'm starving."
With that, the pack headed inside the pack house.
To be continued… 😊