Teen Wolf: Frankenstein

a short chapter, but I can't always bring you long chapters

[POV: Frank]

I followed Chris to his study, laughing. We walked in and sat across from each other.

"What do you want? And what's this about you being the kid's stepfather?" Chris asked.

"Well, you see, I fell in love with his mother and proposed to her," I said.

"Ha! Yeah, right. A man your age doesn't just 'fall in love.' You're after something," he said.

"Come on, Chris. I helped found your family. I'm practically your great-great-great-great-great-uncle. I basically taught you everything you know about hunting. If I wanted something, I would've taken it already."

"Good point. But you still haven't told me what you want. And be quick. Even though I know a bullet to the head wouldn't kill you, I also know you hate getting shot there," he said.

"Well, to sum it up—my boy, Scott, was recently bitten by an alpha. And I want—no, I demand—" I said as my eyes began to change and glow, now resembling dragon eyes, "that you don't hunt him. I'm training him so he can control himself. And one more thing… don't try to make him leave your daughter."

"ARE YOU TELLING ME TO LET MY DAUGHTER DATE A DAMN WEREWOLF?!" Chris shouted, pointing his gun at me. "GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON NOT TO SHOOT YOU RIGHT NOW!"

"Chris, put that damn gun down before I take it from your hands and shove it up your ass," I threatened, my eyes still in their 'dragon form.'

"I understand you don't want your daughter dating a werewolf, but—"

"I don't like what comes after 'but,'" Chris muttered.

"The boy really likes her, Chris. I'm not saying you can't threaten him with a shotgun or even shoot him if he makes your daughter cry. Just don't force them to break up," I said.

"Fine… I'll accept it. But you know that in my family, women make their own decisions. We won't hunt him, but if I ever find out he lost control while being with my daughter, I'm shooting him in the balls. Got it?"

"I wouldn't expect anything less, Chris. And I won't be staying for dinner—I have a beautiful woman waiting for me. Oh, and Chris… be careful with the lake," I said before teleporting out of the house.

[Time skip]

It's been a few days since my meeting with Chris, and Scott and Stiles' training has been going great. Scott doesn't get angry as easily anymore, and Stiles can now recite the entire bestiary from memory.

"Alright, boys. Now we begin your real training. Stiles, even though you'll be a sorcerer, given your personality, you specialize in investigation, uncovering clues, and tracking. You know, like a detective sorcerer—almost like Batman," I said.

"Awesome!"

"And you, Scott, you need combat experience. Starting today, and until you prove you're ready, you'll fight different supernatural creatures."

"Alright… but you'll be watching over me, right? Nothing too far above my level?" Scott asked, a little nervous.

"No, Scott. You'll be fighting creatures that will want you dead, creatures that will want to drink your blood and devour your insides. And you will decide whether to kill them or not."

Scott just sighed, his gaze fixed on the floor.

"We'll meet in two days at the vet clinic at night. I have a surprise waiting for you there," I said.