Title : Alpha Days
Author : Tariq ( formerly Aeris Jade Orion )
Rating : R
Pairing : SM/AA
Timeline : Season One
Summary : AU Night School.
Authors note: It's unbeta'd. At the moment I
have no beta reader for this genre. So drop me
a line if you're interested.
Second, due to health issues, and taking care
of my disabled mom, I haven't been able to
write much. But over the last several years
I've managed to slowly write on a number
of stories.
What I've decided to do is go ahead and
publish what I've managed to put together.
The stories are unfinished, and sometimes,
the last chapter I worked on is unfinished.
Plus, there maybe multiple chapters, each one a
different version. Just warning everyone.
So I apologize in advance.
Disclaimer : Not mine. All characters belong
to MTV
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Prologue
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Scott breathed heavily as he regained control
of himself. Standing back up, he found himself
standing close to the front door of the school,
the janitors keys long gone.
The police weren't there yet, and he'd broken
the key off in the lock to protect his friends.
But the Alpha was loose somewhere in the school,
more than capable of tearing through the door
and gutting his human pack.
Derek was dead, so there was no help coming
from him. Deaton was probably the Alpha. Again
no help. The police. No help.
Scott reached into the his coat pocket. His
fingers brushed against the syringe he'd grabbed
before they'd left the clinic. It had been spur
of the moment. Something for an emergency.
Licking his dry lips, he took a nervous breath.
He had no choice. The teen had to stall the
Alpha until the police could get to the school.
Throwing his head back, he let out the loudest
howl he was capable of. Glass around him vibrated.
Doors creaked in their frames. He could hear
lockers down the halls rattle.
The Alpha appeared before him. The pitch black
beast growling in anger. Scott shifted into his
wolf form and crouched down.
" I won't kill them. Not now, not ever. " He
told the Alpha. " So you might as well kill
me. "
The Alpha pounced at him. The huge claws
flashing at him. Razor sharp talons slashed
into his left shoulder, across his chest,
to his waist.
Scott screamed in agony. Fire burning in his
skin. Paws lifting in vice like grips and
shooting him fifty yards into a row of metal
lockers.
He forced himself up to his feet, slipping in
his own blood. Hands coated in metallic red
liquid. Smearing it on his jeans and shoes.
The Alpha was on him instantly, claws ripped
into his back. He surged forward at the faster
werewolf. Kicking at his chest. Making the
larger opponent stagger slightly.
' I'm going to die. ' He realized.
The teen wiped sweat from his thickened face.
Leaving nothing but a sheen of blood behind. Panting
heavily despite the fight having barely started,
he began to wish for his inhaler.
The glowing red eyes glowered at him with dark
amusement. The towering beast so far beyond his
level of skill it was toying with him. The giant
wolf stalking him on four paws, it's tail swaying
lightly behind it.
Scott bent lower, going down onto his hands and
feet. His wolf coming even closer to the surface.
He may die but he was determined to keep his
human pack alive doing so.
He sped forward, leaping through the air, and
twisted around snapping jaws. The teen jabbed
his foreclaw out. Using it to latch onto the
right glowing red eye and with the thumb claw,
yanked it out of the eye socket.
The werewolf landed behind the Alpha with the
eye. Then slammed it to the floor, viciously
crushing it while his sire howled in rage and
pain.
" Heal this, bastard. " He spat.
Scott became air born again. Body in pure agony.
The left side of his face smashing into the glass
trophy case. Shattering it and sending shards
everywhere. Including into his body.
' Note to self. Don't make the Alpha angry. '
Scott winced as a paw grabbed his ankle and
dragged him from the trophy case.
The Alpha wrapped a paw around his neck and
slowly lifted him up until they were face to
face. It tightened it's hold, squeezing til he
couldn't breath.
The teen struggled against the werewolf. His
right hand snaking into his coat pocket. It
closed around the syringe and he silently began
to pray. Removing the syringe, he used a claw
to flip the safety cap off, and jabbed the
needle into the Alpha's arm.
" Suck wolfsbane. " Scott choked, depressing
the syringe.
It howled louder than ever. Letting go of Scott
as it collapsed to the floor. The teen gasped
for breath but stood determinly over the Alpha.
Derek had told him the cure came from killing
the Alpha. He didn't know if it meant directly
or indirectly, but he wasn't taking a chance.
He stumbled forward, until he was directly over
the Alpha. It was still breathing, though barely.
Steadying himself, he grabbed the head and broke
the creatures neck.
Red eyes faded and the werewolf turned human.
Scott moved away as power filled him. He glanced
into the window of a nearby door. Red eyes of an
Alpha stared back.
" No. "
Derek lied to him. He used him, but why?
Tears started to fall from his eyes as he
understood there was no cure. There never was
one. Never would be. It had been a false hope
given to him by a fraud.
He collapsed to the floor as his injuries
caught up to him. The syringe rolled from his
hand. Blood pooling under him. Cold due to the
winter night.
' Why aren't I healing? ' He wondered numbly.
The teen was crying harder at the thought of
his life being ruined. He was an Alpha werwolf
dating an Argent. Someone who was a member of
a family dedicated to hunting monsters. Freaks
like him.
He pressed his hands into his bloody face. Hating
himself and the agony he felt. Physical and
emotional. Damn himself. Damn Stiles for dragging
him out the night he was bit.
Most of all. Damn Peter Hale.
The man he'd just killed.
Sirens could be heard in the distance. They were
growing closer by the second. Finally he heard
them right outside the doors.
Footsteps were running up the outside steps.
Voices talking, giving instructions. Then the
doors banged open.
" Jesus! Scott! " Sheriff Stiliensky shouted.
" Someone call an ambulance! Get a first aid
kit in here! "
" Yes, sir! " Two voices replied, and then more
footsteps.
He dropped his hands from his face and stared up
at his friends father. The man was kneeling beside
him with an expression he hadn't seen since his
wife had died.
" Stiles and the other's are fine. " Scott managed
to weakly say. " They're locked in a room on the
third floor. "
" I'm on it. " Another deputy took off.
" Don't try to talk. " The Sheriff laid a hand
on his shoulder.
" I had to kill him. " Scott couldn't stop the
tears.
" I know, son. "
Damn it. Why did he feel so guilty?
" I have the kit. " The deputy returned. " The
ambulance is ten minutes out. "
" Right. " The Sheriff took the large bag.
Scott flinched as the Sheriff handed the
flashlight to the deputy and unzipped what was
left of his leather coat.
" It's... not bad. " The Sheriff lied badly.
" Yeah. " Scott agreed just as badly.
The deputy helped Scott sit up. The two law
enforcement officers gently removing the coat
and tossing it aside.
" Christ. " The deputy blanched.
" I think we need a bigger kit. " The Sheriff
sighed.
" I think we need the ambulance. " The deputy
removed Scott's hooded sweatshirt for a better
look.
" I think you're both right. " Scott smiled
through his still falling tears.
" Holy hell, man! " Stiles cursed loudly.
" Deputy! " The Sheriff stood up quickly. " Why
didn't you take them around?! "
" You know what your son's like! " The deputy
defended himself.
" Scott! " Allison hurried over.
" That's not Derek Hale! " Jackson pointed out.
" Is that a dead body? " Lydia asked. " Oh god,
it's a dead body! Why is there a dead body? "
" What happened? " Stiles demanded.
" It was Peter. " Scott explained to Stiles.
" Peter was the killer. He was the one killing
the girls. "
" I thought you said it was Derek. " Jackson
piped up.
" Peter's his uncle. " Stiles saved him. " They
look similar. In this lighting we thought he
was Derek. "
" Right. " Jackson said in disbelief.
" Think you can tell me what happened tonight? "
The Sheriff cut in.
" I'd like to know myself. " Allison whispered.
Scott visibly flinched and dropped his gaze.
" Tonight, me and Stiles went to the clinic,
and found Derek with my boss tied to a chair
about to torture him. He believed Deaton was
behind all the killings. We tried to convince
him he was wrong, but he wouldn't listen to
us, so we had an idea. " Scott fidgetted as the
deputy cleaned his wounds.
" What kind of idea? " The Sheriff glared.
" The killer had been showing a certain...
obsession with me for a while now, so we thought
we should break into the school and use
the intercom to send out a call. " Scott wilted
under the increasing scowl of the Sheriff.
" Stiles! "
" What? " Stiles tried to look innocent, despite
his own protests earlier that night. " It seemed
like a good idea at the time. I mean, we had Derek
with us, and have you seen the guy? Talk about a
walking wall of muscles! And can he fight! I once
saw him... Right. shutting up. "
" From the dead body, I'll say it worked. " The
Sheriff rubbed his forehead.
" Yeah. He chased us into the school. Somehow he
blocked off the doors and exits. Ripped the battery
out of Stiles Jeep, threw it through the window.
Killed the Janitor. " Scott listed.
" It was like a really bad B movie. " Stiles chewed
his lip thoughtfully. " Then Allison and the
others showed up. "
" I got a text from who I thought was Scott.
It asked me to meet him here. " Allison spoke
up.
" Except I didn't send it. I don't have a
phone right now. " Scott said quietly. " Peter
sent it. He wanted the other three here. He
wanted to kill all of us together. "
" You're sure? " The Sheriff asked.
" He said so, before I... " Scott choked on the
words. " Before I... "
He felt Allison slip her arm over his shoulders
and leaned into her.
" Me and Stiles meet up with the three of them
in the lobby. Peter was up in the ceiling so
we ran for it. We ended up in the Cafeteria and
blocked off the doors. From there the only place
to go was the third floor. " Scott explained.
" We found a chemistry class room unlocked and
used a chair to jam the knob. A door off the
classroom would go to the roof. So we could
use the fire escape to get to Jacksons car.
But it was locked. I volunteered to go search
for the Janitors body and get his keys. " Scott
continued.
" I know how to make a Molotov cocktail. "
Lydia interrupted. " Jackson broke into the
cabinet to get the ingredits for me. Although,
why doesn't the body have burn marks? Did you
drop the beaker? "
" No, I hit him with it. Right after I got the
keys. " Scott said. " It didn't do anything to
him, just sprayed him with liquid. "
Three teenagers stared at Jackson. Two female
and one male. All looking very upset.
" You said you gave me the sulferic acid. "
Lydia snapped at the tall teen.
" Back off. " Jackson pointed at her.
" Look at him. " Lydia waved at Scott. " Do
you see the blood? He was almost killed because
you screwed up. "
" Listen, do you think you can fight later? "
The Sheriff asked. " I'd like to know why I have
the body of a dead man. "
" Fine. " Lydia huffed.
" So you have a... " The Sheriff waved at Lydia.
" Molotov cocktail. " She supplied.
" Right. "
" I traced the janitors body under the bleachers
in the gym. Or rather hanging from the highest
point of the bleachers. I wouldn't have noticed
him if he hadn't started dripping blood on me. "
Scott shivered lightly. " I had to climb up to
him to get the keys, but the bleachers started
to close on me. Thankfully I was able to get
them, and get out in time. "
" And Peter was there? " The Sheriff guessed.
" Yeah. I couldn't really make him out. He looked
like Derek in the light. " Scott said. " He moved
so fast too. I threw the cocktail but like I said
before it just exploded on him. Then he was on me.
Pinning me to the floor. "
" Did he attack you? "
" No, that was the strange thing, he let me go.
Let me keep the keys. I was suspicious. So on
the way back to the room I kept looking around
for him. I had the key in the room door and
unlocked it. Then I noticed him, or rather part
of him. " Scott softly spoke to the puddle of
blood below him. " I panicked. I relocked the
door and broke the key in the lock. Then I lured
Peter to the lobby. He was furious about what I
did. "
Allison buried her face in his hair.
" He attacked me. Beat me. He kept coming at me
and I couldn't do anything to stop him. " Scott
admitted. " At one point I managed to get him
in his eye. That's when I got introduced to the
trophy case. Then he started to choke me. I...
I used my legs to... I broke his neck. "
More tears fell from his eyes at the phantom
memories of taking Peter's life. The wolf in
his mind howled it's sorrow to the moon, and
he knew if he could he would be running in
the woods right now.
" Sir, the ambulance is here. " A deputy
approached.
" Right, bring them in. " The Sheriff nodded.
" Scott, it's clear this is self-defense. I'm
just sorry things worked out this way. I'll
call your mom and let her know you're heading
into the ER. "
" Thanks. " He murmured.
" I'm going with him. " Allison announced.
Scott shot Stiles a panicked look. If the Argents,
any Argent heard, or saw his injuries they'd
think werewolf.
" That's not necessary. " Stiles hurried. " I'll
be with him. In fact, I'll be bunking at his
house tonight. "
" No. " Allison bravely refused Stiles attempt.
" I can't go home when my boyfriends like this.
How can I possibly sleep when I don't know he's
okay? "
" Right, of course. " Stiles shrugged helplessly
at Scott.
Scott sighed at his friend. He had tried. But when
Allison got something in her head there was no
stopping her.
The world swayed around him. The people dimming
and fading out.
" I don't feel so good. " He groaned weakly.
" Scott... " Came from the distance.
Then he passed out.
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He lied. Again.
He really was a horrible liar. Though he had
told some truth. Bits and pieces.
Allison played with her bottle of water. Trapped
in an uncomfortable chair with her friends grouped
together on one side, and her family on her other.
Melissa McCall was talking intently with the
Sheriff, the three Argents also involved in the
conversation.
Why did Scott lie?
Obviously Stiles and Scott both knew it wasn't
Derek from the start. Scott had panicked in the
Cafeteria when questioned by her. She realized
that now.
She remembered the pure unadulterated horror and
panick directed at her. The plea for her not to
ask. To just wait and trust him for now. But she
had panicked too. So she had pressed on.
Stiles had tried to distract them. The way he'd
just come out about the Janitor. It had been to
blunt. To casual for him. He'd done it to get
them off of Scott. To give Scott time to think.
' They're both bad liars. '
The part about the gym bothered her. He told the
truth about the Janitor. Finding the keys. The
bleachers. About the cocktail not working. Even
about Peter pinning him down.
She had trouble reading him on the next part.
She got the idea Peter did something to him,
something which hurt him, but wasn't an attack.
She also got the idea he did let Scott go.
Then the part about Scott breaking the key
in the lock. He lied again, but he didn't. He
did break it off because of Peter, but he lied
about seeing Peter. Just like he didn't lie
about luring him to the lobby or the fight.
" Why haven't they told us anything yet? "
She finally asked in frustration.
THUMP!
She glanced over where Stiles lay sprawled on
the floor. He'd been stretched out over the arms
of three chairs.
" I'm sure he's fine. " Her mother laid a hand
on her shoulder.
" You didn't see him. " Allison ran a frustrated
hand through her hair.
Her parents didn't see the bloody gashes covering
his chest and back. The sheen of blood on his
face or stains covering his jeans and shoes.
" Allison, I saw him when they brought him in. "
Melissa entered the conversation. " It is bad,
but he'll survive. At least until I get my hands
on him. "
She smiled despite herself.
" The boy has far more to worry about with me
than his health. " Melissa reassured. " After
sixteen years, he knows better than to go along
with one of Stiles insane stunts. "
" Hey, I resent that. " Stiles protested.
" Really?! " Melissa cocked her eyebrow at him.
" Do you recall a certain incident in third
grade? "
" Um..." Stiles sucked in his bottom lip. " Nope.
Sorry. I've got nothing. "
" As I recall the circus was in town, and you
thought you could impress Lydia by stealing a
tiger. " Melissa reminded.
" Oh, yeah. " Stiles chuckled with a large grin.
" Wait, you tried to steal a tiger? " Jackson
stared in disbelief.
" Not tried. " The Sherieff sighed. " Did. "
" No way. " Jackson did a double take.
" Way. " Stiles smirked. " Me and Scott both. "
" How was this supposed to impress Lydia? "
Allison blinked.
" She said she wanted a pet tiger. " Stiles
said simply.
Lydia cocked her head in thought. " Oh yeah,
I guess I did. I forgot about that. "
" Moron. " Jackson rolled his eyes.
Allison glared at him.
" It also ended with Scott getting a broken
arm, three broken ribs, and a concussion. "
Melissa pointed out.
" What? " Allison turned her glare on Stiles.
" Don't look at me. Everything was going smoothly,
or mostly, we had the tiger. It was just a little
restless. " Stiles nervously said. " Scott calmed
it down and things were fine. Then some drunken
clown stumbled in. Next thing I know the tiger
goes nuts, the clowns honking away, and Scott's
pushing me behind a trampoline. "
" Like I said Stiles stunts. " Melissa dryly
commented. " It always happens. Without fell.
Stiles stunt lecture three hundred eighty
four. ER visit one hundred thirty eight. "
" I'm not that bad. " Stiles protested rather
weakly.
" Yes you are. " The Sheriff deadpanned.
" Why is Scott still friends with you? " Jackson
questioned.
" Shut up. " Lydia hit him. " After your utter
failure tonight, you can't talk. "
" Whatever. " Jackson accused. " You're only
defending him cause he tried to get you a
tiger. "
Allison tuned them out. Her parents were talking
to the Sheriff again.
" Scott killed this Peter guy? " Her dad asked.
" Peter Hale. " The Sheriff supplied. " He was
torn up over it. Crying real hard. "
" He's never killed anything. He works with
animals at the clinic. " Melissa sank into a
chair. " I don't know how he'll deal with this,
or if he can. He went into a deep depression
when his pet cat died. It took months for him
to get over it. "
" I remember. " The Sheriff gently assured her.
" We'll help anyway we can. I promise he won't
be charged. It's a clear case of self-defense.
The markings on Scott's body alone show Peter
was trying to kill him. He had no choice. "
" Thank you. " Melissa nodded.
" We'll do what we can, too. " Allison's mom
volunteered. " Afterall, he is our daughters
boyfriend, and saved her life. "
" I appreciate the offer. " Melissa started.
" I insist. "
" Very well. " Melissa smiled. " Thank you. "
Allison stared at her mother unable to help
but feel something was happening. Something
potentially bad.
" Melissa? " The Doctor approached.
" Brad? How is he? " Melissa hurridly stood.
" The truth? He's seen better days. " The man
tiredly rubbed his neck. " I had to stitch him
back together and pump quite a bit of blood
back in him. He has bruises around his neck
from where the s.o.b. tried to strangle him,
but those will fade with time. There are
other bruises from being tossed around. Enough
to keep him rainbow colored for a while. The
nurses pulled a lot of glass out of him, also. "
Allison trembled in her chair. She knew Kate had
moved to sit beside her, but right now, she didn't
care. She just felt so weak and helpless.
" We've started him on a pain killer, and an anti-
biotic. " He went on. " We'll keep him under
twenty-four hour observation, then you can take
him home. "
" But he'll be okay? " Allison asked.
" He'll be fine. " The Doctor smiled. " I've
known Scott for years, and have seen him
through far worse than this. "
The teen tightly nodded her head in understanding.
She didn't like it, but she understood.
" Come on, let's get you home. " Chris Argent
wrapped an arm around her.
" But I haven't seen him yet. " She protested.
" I'm sorry, but I'm not allowing any visitors. "
The Doctor cut in. " Not even Melissa is getting
in tonight. "
" See. " Chris gently said. " Now, get your things.
You'll see your boyfriend tommorrow. "
Allison pulled away and hugged Lydia. She ignored
Jackson and waved to Stiles. Right now, she was
feeling raw. Like her nerves were exposed. Or super
charged.
" Let's go kiddo. " Kate nudged her.
" Yeah. " She said.
Her mind wondering back to Scott.
Her boyfriend who had lied to her, but had also
been badly injuried protecting her. He was hiding
a secret from her. She didn't know what but Stiles
did.
Well, it didn't matter, because she was going to
find out. Somehow, someway, she was going to
learn exactly what the secret was.
Whether Scott liked it or not.
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Chapter One
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" I'm fine. " Scott protested.
" No you're not. " Allison set the tray down on
his bed, then curled up next to him.
" I'm getting my stitches out in a couple of days.
Then I can go back to school. " Scott eyed the
food with distaste. " Beside's I'm not hungry. "
" You haven't been hungry since you got out of
the hospital. " Allison gently reminded him. " You
have to eat something. "
" I will. " He stressed. " When I'm hungry. "
" And when will that be? Tommorrow? The day after?
Next week? Next month? " Allison took his hand.
" You can't starve yourself. "
" I'm not. "
" Scott, what happened wasn't your fault. You
were defending yourself. " Allison whispered.
" I just can't help but wonder if there wasn't another
way. A better way. "
" There wasn't. He was a killer. He'd killed who
know's how many people, and he was trying to kill
us. Scott, you saved out lives. " Allison reached
for the tray and set it on his lap. " Now, eat. "
" Yes, ma'am. " He smiled weakly.
" Good boy. " Allison leaned into him.
" I thought I heard your mom downstairs. " He
slowly munched on a slice of dry toast.
" Yeah. She insisted on helping your mom out. "
Allison frowned lightly. " I think it's nice and
all, but it's a little weird. "
" I guess. " Scott grew uneasy.
" Hey, there you are. " Stiles popped in the
window. " You're looking better. "
" A little. " Scott could see the worry lines
on his friends face. " Listen, Allison, could
I talk to Stiles for a minute? "
" Sure, I understand. " Allison got up. " Boy
talk. I'll be back in a few minutes. "
He watched her leave, then glanced to his friend.
" Derek paid me a little visit this morning. "
Stiles shuddered in exageration. " First, he said
every Omega in the US and some not are heading
here to challenge you for Alpha. In fact, there
are a number of Alpha's also in on it. Some with,
and some without packs. "
Scott paled. " They'll tear the town apart. "
" You think! " Stiles sqauwked. " We're about
to have a war on our hands. "
" What are we going to do? " Scott tugged at
his hair.
" We don't have a lot of options. The strength
of the Alpha comes from his pack. Derek will
join with you. You'll have to bite him to make
it offical. " Stiles said. " Also, he said
some of the Omega's heading here are searching
for a pack to join, so you might luck out. "
" Yeah, right. " Scott sighed tiredly. " Because
I've been real lucky so far. "
" You have a point. " Stiles admitted. " You
never told me what really happened last night. "
" Trust me, you don't want to know. " Scott
groaned.
" No, trust me, I really do. " Stiles bounced
onto the bed, stealing a piece of toast.
" We were wrong about Peter being after Allison. "
Scott sighed up at the ceiling. " The message was
simply to get my human pack together in the
school. "
" He wanted to kill us. " Stiles realized.
" No, he wanted me to kill all of you. " Scott
corrected. " When he pinned me to the gym floor,
he used his power to command me to kill you. I
couldn't fight the order either, I had the
key in the lock, and the door unlocked... "
" But you locked the door. " Stiles waved his
arms. " You broke the key off in the lock. "
" I heard Allison's voice. You know she's my
anchor. When I heard her I regained control
and ran off. When I stopped running I decided
I had to lure Peter out and keep him distracted. "
" A Beta distract an Alpha? " Stiles slapped his
forehead. " And you call my idea's crazy? "
" I had a syringe of wolfsbane. "
" Right, and how close did you have to get to
Peter to use it? " Stiles wanted to know.
" Strangling hold. " Scott admitted.
" Oh yeah, great idea. " Stiles slurred.
" Okay, so it wasn't my most brillant idea. "
" Derek suggested turning several classmates.
Abused, or sick people. " Stiles shrugged.
" No. I will never bite anyone. " Scott scowled.
" This isn't some blessing. It's a curse. "
" If it's their choice. A fully informed choice,
then why? " Stiles wondered.
" Because it can kill them. Because the Argents
are hunters, who have no problem putting a
wolfsbane bullet in our brain. Because when
this damn war breaks out people are going to
die, and I won't have their death's on my
conscious. " Scott was resolute.
" I'm just saying. " Stiles surrendered. " We
need all the help we can get if we're going to
survive this war. "
" Did Derek say how the Alpha challenge works? "
Scott asked.
" It's one on one, to the death. " Stiles
sobered. " There can be no outside interference
in the fight. We can watch but that's it. "
" Great, more killing. " Scott felt tears
leaking out.
" I'm sorry, man. "
Scott wiped at his eyes. " I don't know if I
can do this. "
" You have to. Beacon Hills is your terrority
now. "
" God. " Scott muttered. " I want to protect
the town. I do, but the idea of killing... "
Scott dug his nails into his palms.
" I'll do what I have to. " Scott swore. " I
won't let the town be hurt by this thing. No
matter what I have to do. "
The teen felt a huge weight on his chest as
he said those words. Knowing what was coming
and knowing what he was facing made his
depression far worse.
He laid back on the back and curled onto his
side. Closing his eyes.
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" ...matter what I have to do. " Scott's voice
sounded deeply depressed.
Allison leaned back against the wall outside his
room.
' Omega? Alpha? War? ' She was confused. Very
confused.
' My family are hunters? Hunt what? ' She wanted
to know.
She stood up and headed downstairs. She needed
a few minutes.
" ...your husband? " Victoria inquired.
" I divorced the sorry bastard. " Melissa's voice
floated up. " I would have done it sooner if I'd
known the truth. "
" Truth? "
Allison sat at the top of the stairs.
" Scott... He... " Melissa sighed in frustration.
" My husband was secretly drinking and abusing
my son. Scott never told me. He hid all evidence
of it. "
" How did you find out? "
" I couldn't pick up Scott and Stiles from
school. Mark went in my place. He showed up
roaring drunk. Stiles didn't notice a thing,
but Scott did. He refused to let Stiles get
in the car, and wouldn't either. Mark lost it.
He beat Scott right there in front of half the
school, tried to go after Stiles. Scott threw
himself on top of Stiles, and in the process
got hit in the face. It's how he got that
scar. " Melissa sounded angry. " Then Mark
got in the car and took off. He ended wrapping
it around a tree. Bastard walked away without
a single cut, but the car was destroyed. "
" It was the alchohl. " Victoria sounded
equally angry.
" The worst part of it all was Scott. He
blamed himself over the divorce and the
money problems. I spent days talking to
him about what Mark did. But that bastard
spent so many years making him believe he
was worthless, and a punching bag... "
" What happened to Mark? "
" Jail. Child support. He has no custody,
or visitation, thankfully. "
" Scott seems to have turned out very well
considering. "
" He has. I just wish he'd stop worrying himself
to death over helping me. He got the job at the
clinic and insisted on giving me his pay checks.
He won't let me get him a car, not even a used
one. I know for a fact, he's been thinking about
not going to college. " Melissa let out a
frustrated growl. " He stopped taking allowance
from me after the divorce. I kept trying, but
he'd sneak it back in my wallet. "
" I don't suppose I could purchase him from
you. " Victoria joked.
" Oh, he's not all sunshine, trust me. He comes
with Stiles for one. Who not only sneaks in
Scott's window at all hours, but has somehow
made a key to our front door, when I wasn't
looking. "
Allison's forehead crinkled at what she'd
heard about Scott's father. It explained a
lot about Scott. About why Scott was the way
he was at times.
For now though, she had some serious research
to do.
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Chapter Two
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Scott glanced over at Derek and Stiles, then
back at the arrogant Omega before him. He was
ready for his first day back at school. His
stitches were out less than a day, and Derek
had just been added to his pack.
Now, he was being challenged.
Already.
He wasn't healed yet. He wasn't partially healed.
He hadn't trained. He hadn't began to think of
training. He wasn't at any point ready for this.
" My names not important. " The Omega stated
full of cockiness. " I'm going to be the new
Alpha, and then I'm going to hunt the sweet
little piece of ass I saw with you. "
Scott stiffened at those words. " What? "
" Oh right, I didn't tell you why I'm an
Omega. " The werewolf smirked darkly. " You
see, I've been thrown out of a number of packs.
I have a certain taste for human women. Their
bodies and flesh. "
" You rape and kill them? " Stiles clenched his
jaw.
" You could call it that. " The Omega chuckled.
" To me, it's all part of the hunt. "
" Kill him. " Stiles ordered. " Now! "
Scott tossed his book bag to Stiles. Then began
to strip off his coat and shirt. For once, he was
willing to push his guilt to the side. He couldn't,
he wouldn't allow a serial rapist and murderer walk
around his terrortory unchecked.
Stepping forward, he shifted into Beta form. If he
needed to he could switch to Alpha form later, but
for now, he wouldn't give the bastard the
satisfaction.
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' Wolves. ' Allison considered what her research
had shown.
She followed Scott at a distance. He'd suddenly
had to go somewhere but wouldn't say for what.
Then Stiles had bailed too. Why was Derek Hale
with them?
A fourth man appeared in front of them. He was
disturbing. Not just his expressions but his
voice.
" My names not important. " The stranger stated
full of cockiness. " I'm going to be the new
Alpha, and then I'm going to hunt the sweet
little piece of ass I saw with you. "
" What? " Scott asked
" Oh right, I didn't tell you why I'm an
Omega. " The man smirked darkly. " You
see, I've been thrown out of a number of packs.
I have a certain taste for human women. Their
bodies and flesh. "
" You rape and kill them? " Stiles voice rang
out.
" You could call it that. " The guy chuckled.
" To me, it's all part of the hunt. "
" Kill him. " Stiles ordered. " Now! "
Allison pressed her fingers into her lips to
keep from making noise. They were talking about
murder. Yet, the stranger was admitting to being
a serial killer.
' What did he mean pack? A pack of wolves? '
Allison darted to a closer tree.
She watched Scott toss his book bag to Stiles.
Then he took off his coat and shirt to show his
bandaged upper body.
" Kill me? Look at you. You're a pimply faced
brat. Still injuried from your fight with your
Alpha. " The man sneered. " Oh, let me guess,
no one told you why you haven't healed yet. You
see, our healing powers don't work with injuries
caused by Alpha's. "
She looked to Scott and was surprised when he
bent over. Her boyfriend planted his fists
into the ground and then he changed. His gorgous
brown eyes became glowing red. Hair grew along
the sides of his face and jaw. The forehead
thickened. Fangs grew in his mouth. She could
see claws on his hands.
Turning to the stranger, she saw a similar change
except his eyes were amber colored.
" It won't matter. " Stiles spoke up soberly.
" Scott, will protect this town, and everyone in
it to his dying breath. "
" Then he's a fool. " The man growled like a
wolf.
" A fool with honor. " Derek responded.
" Stop calling me a fool. " Scott whined.
" Well you are one. " Derek shrugged.
Allison trembled in horror.
' Werewolves. '
She stared unseeing as the two werewolves hit
each other in combat.
' My boyfriends a werewolf. ' She tried to
compute. ' My family hunts werewolves. '
They clawed at each other. Violently slamming
the other into trees. Bodily head butting,
flipping, and kicking each other with loud
cracking sounds.
' Every Omega in the US is headed here. ' She
remembered Stiles saying. ' So is a number of
Alpha's. Some have packs, some don't. '
Her stomach sank as her mind began to put the
pieces together. Somehow information about
Scott being the new Alpha had gotten out. A
sixteen year old boy, who was badly injuried
by an Alpha.
' Stiles and Scott are right. ' She felt sick.
' It'll be an all out war. '
Not just with Scott, but between werewolves
hitting town. People would get hit in the
crossfire. Then the hunters would start to
get even more involved, and...
' Oh god... ' She paled.
She refocused on the fight. She grimaced as
Scott snapped the man's neck. Tears starting
to come from the corners of his eyes.
' He's being tore apart by this. '
" You might as well come out. " Derek called
out.
Allison wasn't surprised to be discovered. Not
after figuring out they were werewolves. She
just wished she could speak to Scott alone first.
Stepping out, she saw Scott's face drop in horror,
and self-disgust. Shame filled his eyes. He hated
himself with such passion, she was afraid he would
bolt.
She acted fast. Grabbing his hand, and holding
on tight to it.
" So how do we stop a war? " She asked
conversationally.
" I'm a werewolf. " Scott scoffed his toe.
" An Alpha werewolf. "
" I kinda figured it out. " Allison tugged at
his hand.
" Aren't you upset with me? Or freaked? " He
peered at her. " Maybe about to run off to
your family and get them to hunt me down?
Something? "
" I'd prefer you alive. " Allison stepped
into his arms, feeling him become human
again. " Besides, I'm more concerned about
this war. "
" No offense, guys, but school. " Stiles reminded.
" We should get going. " Scott sighed.
" We need to meet later. " Derek handed over
Scott's coat and shirt. " If werewolve's are
hitting town already then we need to start
preparing, and we can't wait until you're
healed. "
" I can help. " Allison took Scott's bag.
" I don't trust the Argent's. " Derek glared.
" Especially you. "
" We need all the help we can get. " Stiles
stepped in front of the older man.
" Fine, but I'm watching you. " Derek warned.
" I'll take care of the body. "
" What...? " Allison glanced between the two
uncomfortable boys as Derek took off deeper
into the forest.
" An Argent trapped his family in his house
and set it on fire. " Scott explained. " The
Hale family was made up of both humans and
werewolves. Children, women, men. Whoever
did it didn't leave any evidence behind so
arson was never proven. "
Allison didn't want to believe them. She wanted
to deny it was an Argent. To say the fact there
was no proof meant they were innocent, but seeing
the seriousness on their faces. Seeing Derek's
reaction...
She would look into it herself. Later. For now,
they had a war to worry about.
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Chapter Three
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' Really? ' Scott silently pleaded with Allison.
She gestured to the enourmous wall of muscle
in front of Scott.
" So? What did you say your name was? " He
nervously asked the Omega, craning his head
up to stare at the six foot seven inch tall
werewolf.
" Lance. " Was the single, rumbling reply.
' Why do I have to do this? ' He silently shot
another look at his girlfriend.
Again, she gestured to the massive mountain of
pure muscle wearing skin tight jeans and a simple
red t-shirt. The man must have weighed four
hundred pounds of soild, pulsing muscle.
" Why are you an Omega? " Scott preyed he wouldn't
have to fight the guy.
He was white, with a dark tan. A bald head and
grey eyes.
" Refused to hunt humans. " Lance bluntly answered.
" Really. " Scott relaxed a little. He could
hear the truth in the werewolve's heartrate.
" That's great. "
Lance simply peered down at him, waiting.
" I'm going to be honest. I don't believe in
turning people. I don't like the idea. " Scott
said. " I don't like killing at all. Not even
other werewolves. I've done it. Twice so far.
I'll have to again. "
" We're expecting the town to turn into a war
zone. " Stiles spoke up. " Omega's and Alpha's
have all heard about Scott. They think he'll be
an easy target. "
" We want to protect the town. " Allison took up
the explanation. " Whatever it takes. But my
family are hunters, and they'll be a major
problem. "
" Understood. "
" Do you still want to join us? " Scott leaned
forward.
" Yes. "
Scott smiled at Stiles whooping. Lance would make
a good edition. He may not say much, but he had the
size and build of a serious enforcer.
" Welcome to the Pack. "
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Allison felt frustration at her family. She felt
the pack needed their help if the town was going
to survive the coming storm. However, she knew
she couldn't go to them.
Most of all, she hated she couldn't trust her
family.
" We've been talking. " Derek stood in front
of Lance. " Lance and myself, think Allison
either needs to be changed or be taken as your
offical mate. "
She'd been expecting something like this. Derek
hadn't trusted her from the start. He'd hated
her, in fact.
" No. " Scott coldly replied.
" Listen to me. " Derek scowled at her. " Do
you know how the fire started? How the Argents
knew when the entire Hale family would be gathered?
When the family would be in the basement? "
Allison held Scott back from speaking. She had
been trying to research into the fire but had
come up empty handed. Now, she might get, at
least a few, answers.
" She's just like her bitch of an aunt. " Derek
jabbed a finger at Allison. " Kate dated me.
Made me think she loved me. Slept with me. Played
the sweet little girlfriend until she got every
piece of information she needed from me. "
Allison could see the raw anguish in the werewolf's
eyes. The old love and guilt. It tore at her.
" Then she broke up with me. The next night
the fire occured and Kate mysteriously disappeared. "
Derek scowled at her with suspicion.
" Allison would never... " Scott protested.
" Scott, stop. " Allison gently interrupted him.
" How is the mate bond created? "
" Because he's an Alpha, you can't use the normal
manner, you'll have to make a shallow cut on
each other's neck. " Derek explained. " Then lick
the blood and swallow it. "
" That's it? " Stiles questioned in disappointed.
" No dancing naked under the full moon? No chanting
to satan? Fancy herbs causing hallucinations? "
" No. " Lance stared blankly at the boy.
" Bummer. " Stiles deflated. " Don't wolves mate
for life. The whole monogamous thing? "
" Yes. " Lance rumbled.
" She'll be the packs Alpha female. " Derek
grumbled in disgust.
" Absolutely not. " Scott protested.
Allison considered it. She felt drawn to Scott
in a way she never thought she ever would. Yes,
she was young. Sixteen, going on seventeen, but
she loved him.
" What will the bond do exactly? " She inquired.
" You'll remain human. " Derek said. " But you'll
have an empathic link, you'll be able to talk
telepathically. There will be some increase in
relexs and healing. You'll be able to share
memories, and if one of you dies, so will the
other. "
To Be Continued