You were a werewolf. You thought you were the only one, until you met Scott. His friends Stiles and Isaac helped you along the way.
"Please!" Stiles whines.
"No"
"Please please please please please?"
Your eyes glow and you teeth sharpen. Your normal human fingers and toes turn into paws. Everything about you changes until you are a full werewolf.
He smiles in satisfaction. "That's what I wanted to see" he says clapping his hands together.
He sneaks you up to his room, since his dad is home, and starts typing on the computer. You jump on his bed and walk in small circles until you're comfortable enough to lay down.
"Stiles" his dad calls
"yeah... One second.... I'll be right there..... Derek!" he yells
A guy in a black jacket, I'm guessing his name is Derek, puts a finger to his lips and points towards the door. Stiles runs to the door and then comes back and sinks in front of it. Derek holds him by his shirt.
"If you say one word..." he threatens.
"yeah? Like what? Hey dad, Derek Hale is in my room.... Bring your gun? Yeah that's right. My house my rules buddy." he says slapping his shoulder. They straighten each others jackets and Stiles smirks. He flinches when Derek moves towards him.
He looks over to me and back at Stiles.
"Stiles"
"Yeah?"
"Why do you have a werewolf in your room?" he asks.
"Oh, right. Umm.... That's y/n."
I turn back into my human self and hold my hand out for him to shake.
"Hi. I'm y/n"
"Derek" he says shaking your hand longer than usual.
