Teen Wolf- Rove

Chapter 1

Ryan's POV:

"I can't do this, Scott." I looked around the field. "Yes, you can," Scott said, "be a man." I looked at him in the eyes. He was my alpha for now. I was a blood born wolf, unlike him. He was bitten, by my uncle, Peter Hale. My name is Ryan Mccartan, I'm 16 years old, and I'm a werewolf. My mother was the werewolf, as for my dad, well, he was human.  Dad loved me and mom no matter what we were. "You're a wolf! Be brave and throw the ball!' I sighed. Scott might have played Lachrose, but he knew a lot about football. We have amazing hearing, so we were talking low. Some other teammates of mine looked at me crazy. I looked back at them telling then that I was talking to myself. They believed me and practice went on. "Down!" I said, "Set! HIKE!" I was the star quarterback. Also, the captain. I looked for an open person. I saw my bestfriend Staz, he was a werecoyote. I threw it at him. With our amazing powers and reflexes he caught it and ran.  Touchdown!!!!  Staz "The Torpedo" Nair!  "The Torpedo" is Staz's football name. Mine's "Iron Man". We call Staz, "The Torpedo" cause he's just that fast.  I'm "Iron Man" because I'm like a robot. Or at least when I throw the ball I am. After practice was over I walked over to Staz, his adopted brother was there. He was adopted, as for his brother, Stiles Stilinski, he was natural born to their dad. They might have not been blood related, but they sure acted and looked like it. "What's up, Stilinski?" I ask looking at Stiles and Staz. "Use your wolf ears and listen.", Star said. I concentrated and my wolf hearing kicked in. I heard two guys talking, two people moaning while making out, and then I heard her. Just her. Whoever she was she was a friend of Alison's. "Alright," Alison said to her, "If you play it cool and try not to hit on some random douchebag, you might survive." Alison was my step sister. Her last name was Argent. Meaning "Silver" in French. "How do I know if I hit on a random douchebag?" The new girl asked. They were headed our way. I looked back and saw Stiles and Staz gone. I sighed they probably wanted just me to talk to them. Well if they did,  here we go.

Dove's POV: 

    I followed as Alison led me through the halls of the school. They wasn't a lot of people around. We passed by two kids moaning while kissing roughly against the lockers. 'Egh.' I said to myself, then that's when something calm to me. Not just something,  a smell, the smell of an other werewolf. Allison had stopped, the smell was so closed it was like it was right in front of me. I looked around, then my eyes met this guy's. It was him, he was the other werewolf. I could smell him. I felt my breath leave my body as I looked into his beautiful, brown eyes. "Ryan," Alison said, "This is Dove. My best friend who moved here recently." Ryan? That's a pretty hot band for a hot guy like him. I looked at Ryan. "Hi," he said, his voice sounded so sexy, "I'm Alison's Step-Brother." He held his hand out. I felt my cheeks go red. "H-Hi," I stuttered, "I'm new he-he-here." Alison gave me a look, not just any look, the look that said, "Just letting you know you're falling for a random douchebag,"look. She laughed, this laugh said, "Just Kidding, he's the one you should fall for." I smiled,  then looked back at Ryan and shook his hand. Is it just me or does he look like the perfect werewolf? I could tell he knew I was one too, because he unsheathed his claws and prented to growl at me. I giggled. He was acting like a dork, but a cute one. The bell rang. "I'll see you later," I smirked at Ryan, who's hands were now normal, "Wolfy." Ryan nodded at me and smile while walking away. I really like this guy.

HEYO!!!!!  So as you guys might've seen the first half of this chapter was posted earlier than it should have been, but now as you can see it's now posted on time. Hoped you guys enjoyed and comment, "We're Werewolves, not Swear wolves." for a double update since I haven't updated anything in a while. Anyways hoped you guys liked it and enjoyed. Stay tuned for more. As always: 

Lead like an Alpha 

Hunt like a Hunter 

Scream like a banshee 

And have sarcasm like stiles.

Or however it goes. -Dylan/Drayden