6 Months Later


"Jackson, you're going to get us caught and I'll get grounded again!"

"No you won't if you can be quiet."

He pushed me onto the bed, a devilish grin was spread across his face and his eyes were glowing that bright, supernatural blue. Like they usually do when we are about to have sex. He sliced my panties with his claws and threw them aside before spreading my thighs apart and devouring my core. It took a lot of focus for me not to moan out but I managed.

A lot of things have changed since I got out of the hospital six months ago. For one, I now live with Derek and Missy...the newlyweds. My parents moved back to Washington because my dad was offered a job. Since I was so rooted to Beacon Hills my parents let me stay.

You'd think living in a house with two twenty something year old werewolves would be a life without rules or boundaries but it's not! Derek is strict as hell and Missy tries to get him to loosen up but it doesn't do much good. He's taken this "legal guardian" thing too far. My curfew, yes I have a curfew now, is at ten on the weeknights and eleven on the weekends. I can have visitors of the opposite sex (Jackson) until eleven thirty every night and I have to do my homework before I watch TV.

I've never been one for rules and all that jazz so I've broken them...all of them...more than once. I've been grounded more than ten times. I just can't seem to stay out of trouble and I blame Jackson for it. Well, most of it.

Jackson's tongue sang a sweet song to the precious pearl between my legs. I held onto the sheets and then to his hair. I just had to grab something in order to keep from moaning out and getting myself in more hot water.

He took the hand that was grasping his hair and locked his fingers with mine. He then looked into my eyes as the orgasmic pressure started to build up. He can sense that in me now more than ever. Ever since he made the switch from Kanima to werewolf his senses have been extra sensitive. He can tell when I'm lying to him now. I'm just thrilled about that.

The closer I got to orgasm the more intense he seemed to get, focusing now not only on my clitoris but he sensitive spot inside of me. His tongue caressed it and I found myself arching my back, curling my toes and pulling at the covers just to keep from letting loose the sound begging to leave my lips.

Buildup was slow and excruciating, yet wonderful all at the same time. One part of me wanted the miniature death to end while another part of me wanted it to go on forever. I came and my walls pounded, Jackson continued manipulating my core with his mouth causing electrifying aftershocks to course through my body and make me twitch.

When he was done my body was trembling. I felt like a pool of jello. A pool of sticky, wet, sweaty, satisfied Chrissy jello. He climbed up onto the bed and I wrapped my thighs around him.

"You are so mean Jackson."

"No I'm not... You wanted it."

"I wanted it but I don't wanna be grounded again."

"You're grounded now."

"Oh... I am aren't I?"

I bought my lips to his and my heart started to race again. I got nervous. I always get nervous when we kiss. I don't know why... I just do. Sometimes I get nervous just being around him. Almost like the first few times we ever hung out. I guess some feelings just never go away and I don't think I want these feelings to. If I ever stop being nervous when he kisses me or I stop blushing whenever he compliments me, I'll know something's wrong.

He took off his shirt and tossed it to the side while I unbuttoned his pants. He stood up to take them off and get a condom from his pocket.

"Well hurry up... I don't have all day." I said as I placed my foot on his ab.

"Don't rush me." He said as he grabbed my foot and made a trail of kisses down from there, to my thighs, up my stomach, across my breasts and on my lips.

He brought his lips to mine again as his weight came down onto my body, pressing the wind out of me. He positioned his hips between my thighs and he entered me slowly and thoughtfully. It was something that felt familiar as the last time but as new as the first time. We became just a ball of tangled legs, sweaty flesh, soft moans and low grunts rocking in motion to the beat of each other's bodies. We seemed to move faster and slower at the same time. I was always so close yet so far away; it was something he did on purpose just to make me go out of my head I think. He pushed me to the cusp of crazy with his slow thrusts that seemed to reach the pit of my stomach and the soft kisses that send a line of chills all the way down to my clitoris. Then there's the slow buildup making me feel like a balloon being pumped full of air. Well... I wanna be popped...

I started to feel that familiar tingle and hotness at my core. It slowly spread, paralyzing everything in its tracks. I kissed Jackson to ensure that I didn't moan too loudly. His chest rattled against mine in a low growl letting me know he'd cum too. I was spent.


Sneaking around wasn't something I was used to but I'd made a million changes for Chrissy. I heard footsteps heading for her room so I got up. She woke up and looked at me, her eyes asking for an explanation.

"Somebody's coming."

She shook her head and I headed for the window. The jump down wasn't bad so I leaped and the last image I saw was Chrissy waving to me with the bed sheet wrapped around her body. Until tomorrow.

When I walked through the door I saw my mother standing there, in the dark. She was having a glass of wine.


"Jackson... I've been waiting for you."

"What's going on?"

"I just haven't talked to you in a long time. It's been too long. I didn't wanna pry but now I feel I should. What's going on with you? Why are there claw marks on the walls, your bedposts and your sink?"

"Mom... it's a long story."

"We've got time. I'm prepared for whatever you have to tell me Jackson. No matter how bad it is. Despite what you think I love you because you're my son."

I decided to tell her the truth. For the first time since I was a little kid I actually listened to what she said and I believed her when she said it. My father, well, that's a different story. But I feel that right now, I could tell my mom.

"I'm a werewolf..."

I told her everything. How I turned into the Kanima and killed all of those people. How the Kanima followed Chrissy around and even the odd places I woke up. I then told her about Peter Hale and my becoming a werewolf when we killed each other. She cried, she laughed and then she was silent for a long time.

"When we found you... we were traveling home from dinner. There was a car flipped over on the side of the road...smoking. Your father pulled over and we both got out. There was a man and a woman in the car. He was dead...his throat slit. Blood was everywhere and there was a woman... she was dying too, only from what appeared to be a stab wound to the chest but she looked over at me, looked me right in the eye and whispered to me: "Take my baby." Your father called the police while I looked for this child she was talking about... it wasn't in the backseat or the front seat but something told me to check the trunk. So I got a crowbar out of our car and I popped it. There you were still sleeping. They'd found a way to make it so that your car seat didn't tumble. It was like they were expecting trouble. You were so tiny...only a few days old at the most and I loved you as soon as I saw you. You were my child and when your mother saw that I had you... she died relieved."

"You never told me the whole story before."

"I don't like to think about it. Plus, you weren't ready before. Tonight is the perfect night. A night of revelation, don't you think?"

"You aren't going to tell dad about me, are you?"

"Nah...Let's just keep this between us."

"Good. Well... goodnight."

"Goodnight son."

I've gone my entire life never hearing the story of how they came to adopt me. Now that I know I guess I have a little closure. It was by chance and coincidence. Maybe fate wanted them to be my parents for some reason. Or maybe it was just something that happened at random. Who knows?

I jumped in my car and I headed towards Chrissy's. When I got there I knocked on the door and Derek answered.


"Derek... I'm here to pick up Chrissy."

"Yeah... I know. Look, I know you were in her room last night so just know that the next time you break my rules I'll injure you."

"Derek stop being so serious!" said Missy from behind him. "You take this whole legal guardian thing way too serious!"

"Well I'm not raising any children Missy. I'm trying to keep her from getting pregnant and ruining her future!"

"Guys I can hear you. Nobody's getting pregnant and I don't think anything nearly ruined my future as much as getting mixed up in werewolf drama did." said Chrissy as she came down the stairs.

"You look beautiful." I said.


She was wearing a dress and one of my plaid flannel shirts as a jacket. I didn't get a boner when I saw her I just appreciated how beautiful she was in that moment, in my shirt with my scent still all over her.

"Be home by 11." said Derek

"No curfew tonight!" shouted Missy.

She shut the door quickly before Derek could say much more and we made out escape. Stiles and Lydia are throwing a party to celebrate absolutely nothing. When we arrived there drinks in heavy rotation and people dancing. Most of all, people were getting down to the nitty gritty.

"Glad you two finally made it!" said Lydia.

"Well you know Jackson, he had to primp to perfection before he came to pick me up." said Chrissy.

Soon, more of the people I've come to think of as my friends arrive. Scott, Allison and even Isaac and Erica. We all talked and laughed. We joked, it was fun. Good clean fun with no impending doom over our heads and no plans to kill, capture or fight some supernatural force. Was in control of myself, and even though the full moon is days away, I'm at ease.


The party started to wind down. Only the drunken lovers were left swaying in ellipses around the pool. A successful night if I say so myself. After helping Lydia clean up Jackson and I left. I didn't know where we were going but there was no curfew tonight so I knew he wasn't taking me home.

"So...where are you going?"

"You'll see."

"Okay big bad wolf of the forest."

"All the better to taste you with my dear."

"Are you going to eat me?"

"I'm going to devour you." he said.

We ended up at this little meadow. There was a pond there and the moonlight glistened on the water. It was pretty and romantic. I lay my head on his shoulder and he pulled a blanket from behind my seat to spread over me. He doesn't really get cold anymore.

"So... the reason I brought you out here..."


"I wanted to give you this."

It was a tooth. I could tell that much. I realized it was a Kanima tooth.

"A Kanima tooth."

"Yeah... I know it's a weird gift. I found it a few months ago and I decided to keep it. I put it on a chain and I'm giving it to you. You were the only one who saw past the scales and the tail and the venom. Thank you."

"Well... I also saw past your incredibly big head and your amazingly large amount of arrogance but I guess you can't put those things on a necklace."

"Watch it. I could still eat you."

"Your threats don't threaten me Whittemore. I love the tooth. Thank you. If I'd known we were exchanging gifts..."

"Having you here is enough."

"I love you."

"and I love you more."

"Jackson does everything have to be a competition?"


We didn't have sex that night. Instead, we just watched nature and we talked. We enjoyed each other's company and warmth. The future is certain and uncertain both. Time brings about change but it can never wipe away memories and for that I'm grateful.

Guys thanks for reading and reviewing all this time! Sorry I'm so late posting but I've been really busy! I hope you've enjoyed reading because I've enjoyed writing!