You were a regular woman. Living life like no other. You had a kid, a 2 year old boy. Your boyfriend had left when you told him. Said he wasn't ready to be a dad. But you didnt need him. You didnt need any other man. Just yourself, and your son, against the world. Soon summer came, and you decided to take your son camping. You wanted him to experience nature.

as you got there you took your son out for a walk. Not realizing how late it was you were out carrying your son back to the tent pretty late. Him asleep in your arms. Thats when you seen it. A monster. Sharp teeth, claws, glowing eyes, growling as it looked at you and your son. Your first instinct was to run. So you did. But you underestimated how quick it was. It caught you. You held your son to your chest as the moster bit your back.

then he came out of no where. A person. A man. The last thing you seen before you blacked out was his eyes glowing a deep red, his teeth carrying a pair of sharp fangs. Then when you woke up in a random loft, a random couch. Multiple people standing around you. People who you would come to know were Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Melia, Cora, Kira, Peter, and Issac. Then there was him. The man who saved you. No longer glowing red eyes. No longer having fangs. Then the little boys face hit you. Your son. Where was your son

Derek quickly calmed you down. Showing your son was infact playing in the corner with Lydia. He quietly explained everything. Once he was done he looked at her

"You arent dead, that means you'll be turning into a werewolf. You'll need a pack. You'll need someone to teach you how to control the urge. So join my pack."