"You haven't told him everything yet, have you?" Drawled Peter, looking towards Derek. Mallory sighed, crossing her arms.
Isaac looked at him. "What do you mean?" Derek turned to look at his uncle, who leaned against a tree, grabbing her arm, and pulling her to rest against him. She rolled her eyes, but relaxed in his hold.
"Why do you think Derek was in such a hurry to build his pack? So eager to strengthen his power and his number?" He nodded toward the Hale house, arm tightening around Mal's waist, "As a new alpha, people take notice."
"People like who?" Isaac asked, looking from Peter, to Derek, then to the house, before moving forward, pointing, "What is this? What does this mean?"
Derek stepped forward, eyes entranced on the door, "It's their symbol, and it means they're coming." Mallory shook her head as Isaac asked who, pushing away from Peter to stand next to Derek, "Alphas," She rolled her eyes at Isaac's ability to pick up the plural noun, " A pack of them."
"An Alpha pack." Peter added, "And they're not coming. They're already here." The young teen blinked, turning back to the door, and ran a hand softly over the Alpha's symbol. Mal sighed, looking toward the sky, and running a hand through her hair.
"I should probably get back...Stiles is probably wondering where I am." She muttered, turning back to Peter. He nodded, opening his arms and enveloping her in a hug, kissing her forehead. She smiled, arms wrapping around him, and nuzzling her nose against his throat.
"He still doesn't know, Mal?" Derek asked, crossing his arms, looking at her, "I would've thought he would have figured it out already." She shrugged, pulling away from Peter with a kiss, moving to give Derek a hug.
"If he does know, he's not giving away that he does." She hummed, waving at Isaac as she started back through the woods, waiting until she was out of sight to transform. Thoughts played through her head, though the Alpha pack was at the forefront. It unnerved her, but not for reasons Derek or Peter would guess. She was going to have to face her past, and she wasn't all that sure she was ready for it.
Slowing to a trot as she approached the Stilinski's house, she noticed that Stiles's jeep was not there. Sniffing at the air, she followed his scent to the school, and then to the lacrosse field. Barking, she ran up to him, nuzzling into his side as he and Scott grabbed their lacrosse gear from the back of his jeep.
"Hey, girl. Where have you been?" Scott asked, reaching down to rub her ears, grinning as he received a bark in return. They moved to the field, and she moved to sit on the sidelines. Mal chuckled to herself as she listened to the two talk, laying down, head on her paws. She closed her eyes, basking in the sun, listening as Scott got yelled at for using his "wolf powers." She sighed, thoughts moving back to the Alpha pack, and her inevitably encounter with their leader. She certainly hoped that her heart was ready for it.