Imagines [Book Four]

SoA & Teen Wolf [Gen Fic] pt. 3

Your first year in Charming was spent putting down roots and getting to know the men of the infamous Sons of Anarchy. A majority of them were hesitant to let you in since you weren't an Old Lady or a croweater/sweetbutt, but since you had some of the most important members of their club in your corner, the men quickly learned to show you some respect. The sweetbutts had no idea about you or the supernatural world since it was top secret knowledge within the club, so it was a fun night for all when one overstepped the line with you, and you easily put her in her place.

Juice had found you the perfect piece of land away from any other dwelling, and you had bought it and put plans to have a house built on it as soon as you could into motion. The club thought that the five bedroom, three and a half bath house you had plans for was a little excessive for just you, but after explaining that it was a pack house, they understood. And when you weren't dealing with the construction crew, you were jogging all around Charming to make sure your scent would saturate anything and everything you touched.

SAMCRO was filled with many members that you met with nearly on a daily basis, but you only ever found yourself drawn to a handful of them. Gemma, Jax, Juice, Chibs and Opie were the main ones you found yourself scenting as pack, and eventually Clay and Happy wormed their way under your wolf's paw.

Over the months, the club got to meet many other wolves and supernatural creatures who were just passing through or congratulating another respectable Hale becoming an alpha. Fortunately, none ever challenged your authority which meant a majority of the club never got to see you in action. Then when your house was finally finished, you asked Gemma to help you decorate and furnish it. She was more than up to the task, loving every second of it and gloating in front of Jax and Opie that the house was just amazing. The men did their damnedest to get a glimpse of the house, but you refused them, even Juice who tried to wheedle his way in by suggesting he install a security system all around your property. He had a good idea, but it wasn't something that needed to be installed just yet.

It's been a week that you've now been sleeping in your own house and a week since Gemma told you she was throwing a housewarming party. She only invited club members, but club members that you usually found yourself speaking with, and you invited Derek and the betas.

Derek, Isaac, Erica and Boyd were the firsts to show up the day of the housewarming party- your brother prepping the grill outside for the steaks to be added as soon as everyone showed up. Gemma showed up next and you weren't surprised she and Erica got along swimmingly. The three of you then ended up prepping and wrapping potatoes to be tossed onto the grill, and shucking some corn to be added as well.

As you follow Gemma and Erica outside to leave the corn and potatoes on a table, you find Isaac and Boyd settling two kegs into buckets of ice. "Jesus," you mutter. "We're not throwing a kegger, boys."

Boyd flashes you a smile. "Brings back memories, doesn't it?"

Your nose wrinkles. "Ugh. Graduation night, right? When Stiles spiked the punch?"

"You were so wasted." Isaac chuckles. "Isn't that the night Derek caught you in the bathroom with Brett?"

Your eyes widen as Derek growls. "Thanks for bringing that up, Lahey."

"Wait a minute." Gemma glances between all of you. "I thought you couldn't get drunk?"

"You know how wolfsbane is lethal to us?" She nods. "Well mixed just right with some other herbs and then dropped into whatever we're drinking, we're totally fucked," you say.

She slowly smirks. "I need to get my hands on these herbs."

Everyone laughs and then the sounds of roaring engines meet your ears. You perk up and Erica smirks knowingly at you. "Your boy's here."