lissa woke to the warm rays of the morning sun filtering through her curtains. Her body felt different, energized, alive in a way she had never experienced. Sitting up, she realized she was drenched in sweat. 'A shower is definitely the first thing I need,' she thought.
As she swung her legs over the side of the bed, a curious sound reached her ears—a familiar humming. For a mont, she thought Scott was still in her room, but when she focused, she realized the sound was coming from downstairs. 'Wait, I can hear him so clearly!'
Intrigued, lissa concentrated, and the humming grew sharper, along with the faint clatter of pans and the sizzle of food in the kitchen. She could even sll the aroma of bacon and eggs wafting through the house as if she were standing right next to the stove.
Standing up, lissa stretched, her muscles feeling lighter, stronger, as if a weight had been lifted. "This is amazing," she whispered, running her hands down her arms, marveling at the strength coursing through her veins.
Then her nose wrinkled. A sour sll caught her attention. Confused, she sniffed the air and realized it was coming from herself. "Oh, gross," she muttered. The sweat from last night was the culprit. With a grimace, she hurried to the bathroom for a much-needed shower.
After cleaning up, lissa dressed and headed downstairs, the mouthwatering sll of breakfast drawing her in like a magnet. She found Scott at the stove, expertly flipping pancakes onto a plate piled high with bacon and eggs.
"Good morning, Scott," lissa said, smiling warmly. "When did you leave my room? I didn't even hear you."
Scott turned and grinned at her. "Good morning, Mom! I woke up about an hour ago. You seed fine, so I didn't want to wake you. How are you feeling?"
lissa's face lit up with excitent. "I feel incredible! If I focus, I can hear the neighbors talking, I can sll everything, and my vision is so sharp it's like I have new eyes. And my body—" She flexed her arms playfully. "I feel like I could lift a car. This is amazing!"
Scott chuckled. "That's just the beginning, Mom. You haven't even fully transford yet."
lissa tilted her head. "What do you an?"
"In order to truly beco a werewolf, you need to experience your first full moon," Scott explained, flipping the last pancake onto the stack. "And lucky for you, tonight's the night."
lissa nodded thoughtfully. "I see. So, what happens then?"
Scott set the plate on the table and gestured for her to sit. "We'll get to that later. Right now, I want to see if you've inherited my abilities or if you're more like a regular werewolf."
lissa raised an eyebrow. "How do we figure that out?"
"It's simple," Scott said with a mischievous grin. "Just try leaving the house."
lissa looked at him, confused. "Leave the house? Why?"
"Trust ," Scott said, crossing his arms. "I'll explain after you try."
With a shrug, lissa walked to the front door, opened it, and stepped outside. Nothing happened. She stood there for a mont, looking around before stepping back inside.
Scott's face lit up with excitent. Without warning, he rushed forward and hugged her tightly. "Yes!"
lissa blinked in surprise. "Okay, what's going on, Scott? Why are you so excited?"
Pulling back, Scott grinned. "Rember what I told you about mountain ash last night?"
lissa nodded slowly. "Yes, it can create a barrier that traps supernatural creatures or keeps them out. Why?"
"I asked Deaton to place a mountain ash barrier around our house," Scott said.
lissa's eyes widened. "And it doesn't work on us?"
Scott nodded. "Exactly! Not only that, but we're immune to all typical werewolf weaknesses. No wolfsbane, no losing control, nothing. Plus, we have the ability to take powers from other creatures and make them our own."
lissa stared at him, processing what he'd said. "Wow. That's... incredible." Then, as if a thought struck her, her expression darkened. "Wait, Scott. Does that an anyone you turn will also have these abilities?"
Scott nodded again. "Yes. Why?"
lissa stepped closer, her tone serious. "Scott, promise you won't turn anyone else."
Scott frowned. "Why not?"
"I'm your mother," lissa said firmly. "Even with these abilities, I'd never hurt you. But what if you turn soone else, and they beco stronger than you by stealing other creatures' powers? What if they hurt you—or worse, kill you?"
Realizing her concern, Scott smiled softly. "Have I ever told you how much I love you, Mom?"
lissa softened, but her voice remained firm. "I love you too, but I'm serious. This is dangerous."
Scott chuckled. "Mom, rember what I told you about pack dynamics? The stronger the pack, the stronger the alpha becos. So, you don't need to worry. Besides, I'll only turn people I trust completely."
lissa let out a relieved sigh. "So, you an now that I'm your beta, the stronger I get, the stronger you get? And I can never surpass you?"
Scott nodded. "Exactly."
lissa smiled. "That's a relief. I just don't want anyone to take advantage of you, my little dork."
Scott groaned. "Not cool, Mom."
They both laughed, the tension easing.
After breakfast, Scott pushed his chair back and stood. "Alright, let's figure out who the bastard was that dared to lay his hands on you yesterday."
lissa watched as Scott ca up behind her. Before she could ask what he ant, she felt a sharp pain at the back of her neck. Scott had inserted his claws, and a flood of images filled her mind.
Together, they relived her mories from the hospital, following her routine until they reached the blood bank. There, the face of her attacker beca clear—a man with sharp features, pale skin, and piercing eyes.
Scott pulled his claws back, the wounds on lissa's neck healing instantly. His jaw tightened as he asked, "Who is he, Mom?"
lissa's voice trembled slightly. "His na is Eric Müller. He ca to Beacon Hills about a month ago from Germany. He's the new hematologist at the hospital."
Scott's lips curled into a smirk. "A hematologist? As one would expect from a Bloodsucker. Alright, Mom, call in sick today and stay ho. I've got to head to school, but after you go through your first full moon tonight, we'll hunt him down."
lissa nodded. "Alright. Go on, then. Don't be late."
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That evening, Scott returned ho after a long day at school and his shift at the clinic. lissa was waiting for him, her nerves evident in her tight smile.
"How are you feeling, Mom?" Scott asked, setting his bag down. "Do you feel like you're about to lose control now that the moon's out?"
lissa shook her head. "No, but... I feel sothing deep inside . Like it's waiting to break free."
Scott grinned. "That's your inner she-wolf. Let's head to the preserve. You'll need so space, and don't forget to bring a change of clothes."
They drove to the Beacon Hills Preserve, finding a secluded area away from prying eyes. The full moon hung high in the sky, casting an ethereal glow over the forest.
Scott turned to lissa, his voice calm but encouraging. "Alright, Mom. Let it out. Let your inner she-wolf take over."
lissa hesitated, glancing at her son. His confidence and warmth reassured her. With a deep breath, she stepped forward, ready to embrace the transformation awaiting her.
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