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FINGERS click furiously over a keyboard. Eyes locked on his laptop, Stiles bounces from one web page to the next. Words and images pop up on the screen-- Wolfsbane, Silver Bullets, Lycaon, Aconite, drawings of werewolves in different forms, as well as a purple flower with the word wolfsbane underneath.

As his room darkens under the setting sun, an increasingly panicked Stiles watches a sheet of paper come out of his printer.

The paper shows a detailed wood carving of a medieval hunter standing over the body of a werewolf, aiming a crossbow at the creature.

He pulls the page out, staring at it with a look of escalating fear when someone knocks on the door.

"Hey son I'm about to head out."

Noah Stilinski slowly cracks open the door as Stiles hides the papers.

"Okay sounds good."

"I probably won't be home until morning. Don't be out too late."

Stiles nods, "Sure dad."

Noah goes to leave but turns back to Stiles and frowns, "Are you okay? Lately you just seem off... a little distracted."

"I'm fine dad."

"Is it school?"

Stiles rolls his eyes, "No..."

Noah raises an eyebrow, "Is it a girl?"

Stiles makes an incredulous face, "Of course not!"

"If it is a girl I can always give you some advice. Man to man."

"Dad... no thank you."

"You sure-"

The doorbell rings interrupting Noah. He sighs saying hold on before making his way downstairs. Opening the door he smiles lightly at the beautiful young girl on the other side.

"Hi how can I help you?"

"Hi, I'm actually here for Stiles. We have a English project together."

Noah nods with a smile. In his head he thinks, 'Ah there's the distraction.'

"Stiles! Your friend is here!"

Luna giggles as she watches Stiles trip on the last stair.

"My friend? Who's my f-" Stiles looks up to see Luna smirking at him. His mouth drops for a second before he recovers, "Ohhh... heyyy. What are you doing here?"

Noah sighs before looking at Luna, "I'm sorry, my son seems to be elsewhere lately. His mind must be lost."

Luna laughs waving a hand, "Oh it's okay Mr. Stilinski I'm used to it."

"I am so sorry."

Stiles frowns as he watches his dad and Luna laugh together. How can a scary mysterious mischievous conniving girl look so innocent and nice and bubbly?

"Alright well I'm headed to the station. It was nice meeting you..."

"Luna."

"Beautiful name. It was nice meeting you Luna."

"You too Mr Stilinski."

Noah points to his son and raises an eyebrow before he walks to the front door, "Stiles be good."

Stiles nods watching his dad walk out the house to his car. Quickly, he slams the front door closed and walks closer to Luna. Stiles slightly glares down at her as she smirks up at him.

"Whatcha up to Stilinski?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Well... if your dad asks I'm here to do an English project with you. But we both know what we saw today on the field... Scott's different. And I intend to figure out how."

"Why?"

"Let's just say I've noticed some weird supernatural things happening in Beacon Hills... and I'm intrigued."

Stiles lets out a breath then nods firmly. He gestures towards the stairs and the two make their way up to his room.

Stiles begins to blush as he realizes Luna was the first girl to ever be in his room. He wished it was Lydia but honestly Luna wasn't so bad. Well when she didn't look like she would yank his balls off.

"Alright so I've been researching and this is what I came up with..."

He hands her the papers and stares as she sits on his bed then reads through the sheets. He watches her eyes gleam with recognition.

"I know I probably sound crazy right?"

Luna sighs glancing up at the boy as he had begun to look down at his hands disappointed.

She could either lie to his face and make the boy seem like he was out of his mind. Or she could tell the truth and enter herself into a world of danger.

"Not at all. I believe you."

Stiles head snaps up as he stares at her in awe. He opens his mouth to reply but Luna holds up a hand making him halt.

"Scott's here."

Stiles looks at the door then back at Luna in question, "Wait what? How did you know that?"

Luna doesn't reply as she gestures to the door. Stiles practically leaps out of his chair and rushes to the door, unlocking it to find Scott standing out in the hall.

"Get in. You have to see this. I've been reading. Websites, books, all this information."

As Scott takes off his jacket, Stiles starts grabbing printouts from his desk. Scott looks at Luna in pure surprise as she looks him up and down.

"What is she doing here?"

Stiles waves a hand frantically, "Not important right now."

"How much Adderall have you had?"

"A lot." Luna chokes out a bubble of laughter then stops as Stiles stares at her. "Doesn't matter. Just listen."

"Is this about the body? Did they find who did it?"

"No, they're still questioning people. Even Derek Hale-"

"The guy from the woods?"

Stiles nods, "Yeah, but that's not it."

"What then?"

"Remember the joke the other day? Not a joke anymore," Off of Scott's look Stiles continues, "The wolf. The bite in the woods. I started doing all this reading and- Do you even know why a wolf howls?"

"Should I?"

"It's a signal." Luna chimes in standing up, walking over to the window, "When a wolf is alone it howls to signal its location to the rest of the pack. So if you heard it howling that mean there's others. Maybe a whole pack of them."

"A pack of wolves?" Scott shakes his head in disbelief.

Stiles glances at Luna who nods firmly, "No. Werewolves."

Scott frowns looking between the two, "You're seriously wasting my time with this? You know, I'm picking Allison up in an hour."

"I saw you on the field, Scott. What you did wasn't just amazing. It was impossible."

"So I made a good shot." Scott shrugs.

Luna scoffs crossing her arms, "No, you made an incredible shot. The way you moved- the speed, your reflexes- people can't suddenly do that overnight, McCall."

Stiles nods, "And then there's the hearing, the senses, and don't think I haven't noticed you don't need your inhaler anymore. You haven't used it since that night."

"I can't think about this now. We'll talk tomorrow, okay?"

Luna groans, "Oh my god you're so dense!"

Stiles chimes in agreeing with the now frustrated girl, "Tomorrow really? Don't you get it? The full moon is tonight."

"What are you trying to do? I just made first line on the team. I have a date with a girl I can't believe wants to go out with me. Everything in my life is somehow perfect. Why are you trying to ruin it?"

"Seriously he's just trying to help."

Scott glances at Luna glaring lightly before looking down at the ground.

Luna was quickly over Scott's little tantrum. Stiles was his best friend, he was looking out for him. Stiles didn't care about ruining Scott's good fortune with a girl. The boy was so so very dense that it wasn't even funny.

Stiles sits down picking up a few papers once again, "With the full moon it's going to be too hard to resist and there's no going back. You're cursed, Scott. And it's not only that the moon causes you to change, it's also when your bloodlust will be at its peak."

"Bloodlust?" Scott's attention peaks up at the sound of this.

"Your urge to kill."

"I'm already starting to have an urge to kill, Stiles."

Luna chuckles humorlessly sitting back on Stiles' bed once again, "Ohhhh good one."

"You need to hear this. The change can be caused by anger or anything that raises your pulse. And I've never seen anyone raise your pulse like Allison does. You have to call her and cancel the date."

Stiles grabs Scott's backpack, pulling the cell phone out.

"What are you doing? Give me that."

"I'm just finding her number-"

Luna frowns clenching her fists as she hears Scott's heart beat speeding up.

"Give it to me."

"No let me jus-"

Scott yanks the phone out of Stiles's hand and shoves him against the wall. Pulling back his fist, he holds it in the air about to strike Stiles. Luna leaps off the bed and stands on the left side of Scott glaring at him.

"Calm down Scott, now..."

Scott breathes in and out harshly then lashes out at the desk chair sending it flying across the room. Then, shaking with anger, he gazes up.

"I didn't mean to do that."

He calms down as he sees the fear on Stiles' face.

"I'm sorry. Really, I didn't mean it. I have to go. I have to get ready for the party. I'm sorry."

Grabbing his jacket and bag, Scott hurries out. Still shaken, Stiles gradually finds his breath and moves from the wall.

"You okay Stiles?"

"Yeah I'm fine."

"You know he didn't mean it."

"Yeah well... that's what I get for trying to help."

He slowly picks up the desk chair, putting it back. But then he pauses. With a shaky hand, he turns the chair around to reveal... claw marks.

"I'm definitley not crazy."

"Not this time Adderall boy... not this time."

. . . . .

Car doors open on all sides. Rovers and BMW's park outside all over the Martin's residence. When Scott and Allison climb the porch stairs, the door swings open to reveal Lydia.

"Well, if it isn't the new star player with my new best friend. I was hoping you'd come."

Scott stares at her, dumbfounded. Then, trying to be as subtle as possible, he glances behind him. No one there. Lydia is, in fact, talking to him.

"Wow can't believe you'd just replace me so easily Lyds."

The three teens turn to see Luna standing behind them smirking. Lydia rolls her eyes before pushing between the couple and grabbing Luna's arm.

"You know you're my one and only."

"Mhmm don't try to butter me up now."

Lydia shakes her head at the ridiculous joking girl then glances back at the awkward couple, "Bar's by the pool."

Allison and Scott watch Lydia pull Luna to the back door.

"I'll never understand those two."

"Ditto."

Teenagers jam the outside of the house by the pool. Some already drunk, some high. Luna finally loses Lydia when she sees Jackson by the pool. Sighing in relief, she walks through the crowd.

Grabbing a red solo cup from the bar, Luna sips the alcohol as she walks along the house. She trips over a branch and slowly falls. Expecting her face to hit the dirt, she closes her eyes anticipating the pain. When she doesn't feel it, she notices a tight grip around her waist. She realizes large muscly arms are holding her and saved her from a broken nose.

"You should be more careful."

The person helps her stand straight. Luna frowns in confusion as she stares at Derek Hale.

"Now I know you weren't invited..."

Derek looks smug as he takes a step forward making her take one back. Her back hits the brick house as he stands chest to chest with her.

"No, but I doubt you'll say anything."

"I don't care enough to." Luna retorts with a light shrug.

Derek looks down at her, "Sure you don't."

Luna rolls her eyes, "I don't. Why would your name ever come up in one of my conversations?"

Derek hears her heart skip a beat. He smirks leaning down a little, getting more excited as her heart speeds up.

"You wanna say that again... this time without lying."

Luna bites her lip looking up at his dark hooded eyes. There was something about him. Something about this mysterious leather jacket wearing boy. Something different. If her aunt was right then Derek Hale was the werewolf that was around killing. But the thought of that made Luna's heart hurt. There was something in the back of her mind that told her it wasn't him. And if he was a werewolf then he definitely wasn't a killer; a predator yes but a random killer... no.

Sobering up, Luna remembers who the fuck she is and decides to flirt a little. The guy was hot, what else was she supposed to do with him.

"You don't want to play this game Hale."

"And what if I said I do..." He leans down closer their noses lightly touching.

"Then I'd say you're lying. You don't have the balls."

Derek opens his mouth to reply but is cut off by a dog parking. Luna jumps holding her chest as they separate and give each other space.

Scott watches nearby. He can't help but frown at the sight of Luna and Derek being so close together.

Didn't she know he was dangerous? And weird. What the hell was she doing.

The huge Rottweiler in the yard next door just beyond a chain link fence, barks furiously at Derek. He stands behind the fire pit, staring straight at Scott. But then he shoots a look at the Rottweiler. The dog stops barking instantly.

Eyes locked on the animal, Derek gives an almost imperceptible nod. Tail between its legs, the Rottweiler submissively lowers to a sitting position. Satisfied, Derek turns back to a surprised Scott.

"Wow... why do I feel like the third wheel right now?"

Derek glances over at Luna who chugs the rest of her drink before walking over not paying him anymore attention. This was the first time a girl wasn't all over him and it threw him off. Luna was playing hard to get but the thing was, he loved a chase.

"You okay?"

Scott looks away from Derek and at Allison, "What? Oh... Yeah. Fine."

When he looks back, Derek is gone. Movement catches his eye and he glances up to the roof of the pool house, where a shadowy figure seems to disappear just past the chimney. Scott steps back, trying to see if he actually did just witness Derek leaping twenty feet off the ground. But there's nothing there.

Luna walks through the crowd once again feeling bored. She sees a familiar face and struts up to them. All the guys nearby drop their mouths staring at the bombshell in a black leather jacket, scarf crop top, and leather pants. Stiles freezes realizing everyone was staring at someone behind him. He turns around and stares at Luna with wide eyes.

"Stilinski... dance with me... now."

Stiles looks at all the guys who nod at him and pat his back, before grabbing Luna's extended hand. She pulls him to the dance floor and raises her arms around his neck.

"Keep an eye on Scott would you."

Stiles nods as he watches Scott from over her shoulder. He always though his first dance with a girl would be a lot more formal. He tries his best not to look down at Luna's revealed cleavage; instead he looks over by the back door. Sighing he watches Lydia and Jackson make out.

Luna glances to where he was staring and grabs his chin making him look at her, "Stop worrying Mister ten year plan. She'll see how great you are soon. I promise."

Stiles freezes watching Scott bend over clutching his stomach. He watches Allison follow after him as he quickly goes back into the house.

"Uh Luna... we got a problem."

Teeth clenched, a sudden wave of pain slams Scott back against the wall, tremors shuddering through his body. Waiting in line for the bathroom, Harley notices him.

"Scott? You all right?"

But he doesn't answer. Pushing through the crowd, he tries to find an exit out of the house. Finally, shoving past people, he charges out the front door.

Luna and Stiles run inside the house and stop seeing Harley looking around confused.

"Hey Stiles what's up with Scott?"

"Um I don't know why?"

"Well he came through here looking like he wanted to puke."

"Did you see where he went?"

Harley stares at Luna with wide eyes then she looks at Stiles. When did those two hang out.

"U-um he went o-out the front."

Luna and Stiles give one another a look before running to the front door.

"Okay Stilinski you find Scott I'll try to go make sure Allison's okay."

Just as Scott's car tears away from the curb Allison comes out of Lydia's house, looking around. Luna quickly makes her way to Allison tapping her shoulder. Allison jumps slightly before smiling.

"Hey you scared me."

"Yeah sorry. You okay?"

"Um yeah. It's just Scott. He literally disappeared. He was my ride and I think he left."

"Oh shit well um lets find-"

"Luna. Allison."

The two turn around to see Derek coming toward them.

"I'm a friend of Scott's. My name's Derek."

He steps under the street light his deep black eyes, strangely hypnotic.

. . . . .

Luna waves as Allison walks into her house. Sighing, she sits back and stares out the window as Derek speeds off in the direction of her house.

"So what's your deal? You just show up everywhere all creepy like?"

Derek scoffs, "And you don't."

Luna gapes at him before smirking, "I'm a girl so at least with me, it's more cute than creepy."

"Whatever you say."

Luna chuckles then gasps as something catches her eye. Allison's black jacket lays in the backseat of Derek's car.

"Oh shoot, Allison left her jacket. I'll just give it to her at school tomorrow."

Derek interrupts her as she goes to reach into the backseat, "I got it. I can give it to Scott. I'm about to go check on him."

Luna frowns looking at Derek as he continues to look straight at the road. He glances over feeling her judging eyes on him.

"What?"

"Are you going to hurt him?"

Derek rolls his eyes answering quickly, "No."

Luna lays her hand on his bicep looking at him with beading innocent eyes, "Are you lying to me?"

Derek sighs and pulls the car over before turning to stare at Luna in her glimmering green eyes.

"No I'm not."

Luna looks into his eyes and sees the truth just as well as she hears his steady heartbeat.

"Okay, I believe you. Don't prove me wrong."

Derek chuckles grabbing her hand that still laid on his arm, "You act as if you can actually read me and tell if I'm lying or not."

Luna smiles, "You act as if you don't know that I realize there's something off about you. Something that you're hiding. You know I know something. Which is why you're trying to get close but not too close, seeing as you're not the best with communication and relationships with people. I know you want to make sure that your secret stays hidden. And if Scott messes that up, it ruins life itself for you too."

Derek chuckles again shaking his head. He knew better than to try and con a con. He knew she was different. There was something about her. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on.

"Alright little one I'll bite. You're much more intelligent than you put off."

Luna raises an eyebrow, "So you're saying I look dumb?"

Derek freezes looking at her in embarrassment as she tilts her head waiting for an answer.

"Um shoot no. That's not what I meant."

"I'm kidding Derek. I understand."

"You're evil."

Luna laughs as Derek smiles then wears his blank face once again and drives off down the road.

a/n - derek and luna are kinda cute 😏 stiles and luna are slowly beginning to get closer.

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