Allison and Stiles were surprised to hear what Lydia had to report to them about what she and Scott learned yesterday. Especially the fact that there were other supernaturals at the school they didn't know about. But if they thought that was a surprise, then they would be shocked when Lydia and Scott tell them about their plans later on.
The three were currently waiting outside the school for Scott and Isaac to arrive while Stiles was looking around, for what, Lydia and Allison didn't know. Allison could see the excitement on Lydia and was happy for her best friend. The banshee called her yesterday to alert her of her new relationship with Scott.
The Argent had been surprised but took the news well, she did give Lydia the go ahead after all. They hadn't gone into details, but Allison was curious as to what led the two to start dating so sudden. Did they have feelings for each other all along?
It was a question the girl would rather not have answered if she was honest with herself. Stiles was looking forward to seeing Malia after their day together. More than looking forward.
After years of pining for Lydia and finally letting himself see beyond her, meeting Malia was like a breath of fresh air. It was a wonderful feeling. Now all Stiles had to do was introduce her to his friends and keep her away from the supernatural stuff they dealt with.
Stiles didn't think he would be actively looking for any supernatural cases to solve the rest of the semester. His curiosity was sated for the time being. It didn't take long for Isaac and Scott to arrive and what an entrance they made. Stiles had forgotten that his best friend bought a new car. A sports car that was attracting a lot of attention!
The human was a little surprised when Lydia walked right up to Scott and kissed him in full view of everyone, effectively claiming her territory. It was weird to see and not feel jealous about it, but Stiles felt left out when Allison and Isaac followed suit.
"Man, sucks to be you right now." Danny suddenly said with a shake of his head, startling Stiles.
"What the hell, Danny?!" Exclaimed the Stilinski.
Couldn't he have a moment without people out to scare him?
"What? I'm helping you out, you know. Seeing as you're the only one without someone to kiss, I thought I'd come to the rescue." Said Danny, and Stiles blinked a few times.
"Really?" He asked.
"Yes... No, I'm kidding, dude. But it looks like someone might be interested." Danny replied, and pointed to the side before leaving.
He wondered how Jackson was going to take the news of Lydia dating Scott. Jackson resented Scott when the latter started stealing his spotlight and Lydia's attention even though it wasn't serious. Well, it didn't seem serious at the time.
But knowing that McCall was dating Lydia, likely lacrosse team captain next season and had a badass sports car... Not to mention that Scott was an alpha now. Oh, Danny knew.
Jackson told him before he left and he found out that Scott was an alpha due to Stiles making a comment about it during the past week that he overheard. Danny asked himself if telling his best friend about McCall was a good idea.
He was doing well in London and would probably finally come out. Hopefully. The boy walked away with his thoughts as a girl he didn't know walked over to Stiles.
Stiles was a little confused by Danny's last comment until he saw Malia heading his way and a smile crossed his face.
"Hi!" He greeted, meeting the girl halfway.
"So, you're into guys?" Malia asked without any warning, a little disappointed, and Stiles faltered.
"Wha, what?" He questioned.
"Only Danny." Isaac answered for the human.
Allison, Isaac, Lydia and Scott approached Malia and Stiles after their good morning kisses, although Lydia and Scott were talking about something and not paying attention to the others.
"And you are?" Asked Malia.
Isaac went to answer but the Stilinski cut him off.
"He's Scotty's annoying pet, so don't listen to him. And no, I'm not into guys. Danny just likes to mess with me. I'm totally into girls. 100% into girls... Like you. " Said Stiles and whispered the last part.
The she-coyote was about to ask about the Scotty part but stopped short when she heard the last comment. He liked her. The boy didn't even know that she was supernatural and had a target on her back courtesy of her own mother and he liked her.
Well, that was obvious the moment they met, his scent said it all. The day they spent together didn't help. Malia didn't mean to approach Stiles in the first place but seeing him all alone watching those two couples kissing and suddenly being approached by some guy he obviously knew that offered to kiss him... Yeah, the werecoyote felt a little territorial.
"Are you going to introduce us, Stiles?" Asked Allison, snapping the girl out of her thoughts.
"Right. Um, guys, this is Malia, she just moved here." Stiles began.
Lydia saw Scott snap his head away from her and in Malia's direction upon hearing the name with suspicion in his eyes that immediately turned to recognition and surprise before he covered his reaction but he was too late. The banshee focused on the new girl.
"Malia, this is Allison, Isaac, Lydia and Scott, my best friend." The Stilinski completed the introduction.
None of them missed the look on Malia's face at Scott's name. Lydia noted that her expression was similar to Scott's. The suspicion upon hearing the others name and surprise upon seeing the other.
Just before Lydia could inquire, the school bell rang. They had to hurry up before they were late and that didn't give them anytime to waste, especially for Scott. He missed five days and didn't want to miss any more classes from that point on.
The dire wolf was actually thinking of quitting lacrosse and focusing on his classes.
Scott could tell Stiles was going to ask him about Malia, there was no way he wasn't. The bell might have saved the dire wolf from Lydia's inquiry but he didn't have anything to save him now.
They were in Intro to Business class and coach hadn't arrived yet so there wasn't any rescue in the works. Not even Danny who was acting as though he wasn't paying attention to them.
"OK, how do you know Malia?" Stiles finally asked.
He had been trying to solve the mystery on his own but that led the Stilinski nowhere.
"Um... " Scott began.
"Where the hell have you been, McCall?!" Coach Finstock interrupted once he arrived in class and saw the boy at his table in class, unknowingly buying the dire wolf some more time and annoying Stiles Stilinski in the process.
While in Art class with Isaac and Allison, Lydia thought about Malia and Scott's reactions to each other and how the latter seemed to be cautious of the former. Thinking about the whole situation reminded the Martin on what she wanted to do.
Lydia wanted to train her abilities to Meredith's level and maybe beyond it. The girl was confident that with the knowledge the older banshee shared and her own genius, she could do wonders, but she was more interested in how Meredith was able to use telepathy to hear Peter's thoughts, a werewolf, not a banshee.
That meant she was capable of telepathy. Lydia was very interested in that ability, especially after witnessing and being part of a mind melding ritual. While useful, the girl knew that the ritual had a rather fatal flaw. It left the user a little too vulnerable to outside attacks which could kill the participants and Lydia wasn't about to let her boyfriend be exposed to such an extent.
Dire wolf or not, Scott's mind was vulnerable during that process and could result in his death. The other reason that Lydia had for developing her telepathic ability was the security and connection the ability would grant her pack.
There were so many uses the girl could think of for telepathy and resolved herself to master it to an art form. She just needed to pay a certain banshee another visit.
Instead of focusing on her class, Malia was thinking about the McCall Pack. She concluded that there was no way Stiles didn't know about the supernatural, not when his best friend was an alpha and they all seemed to follow him.
Malia didn't know how the fact that Scott cheated on Lydia with her would affect her relationship with the pack. What she did know though, was that Scott owed her and would deliver.
"Mind telling me why Deputy Haigh was glaring at me for?" Asked Jordan from the passenger seat of a service car.
A few minutes had passed since Valerie and Jordan left the Sheriff Station and the hellhound was curious about Haigh giving him a rather mean look even though he could guess.
"Don't mind him. There's been a number of complaints concerning his attitude and being unprofessional during service hours including my own, he's just not taking desk duty well as you have seen. So, just ignore him." Answered Deputy Clarke.
She was happy to be rid of the man, he was too full of himself but Jordan had a feeling ignoring Haigh would be a bad idea and he listened to that feeling.
He spent sometime reading the hellhound entry Scott copied for him from his bestiary before they separated on Saturday and knew not to ignore his instincts, they were what brought him to Beacon Hills in the first place. The way Haigh looked at Parrish made the new deputy wary of the man, very wary.
"Are you sure about that?" Questioned Jordan.
Valerie felt like the question was a test and she was right. Jordan wanted to see if his new partner has ever picked up on something concerning her former partner that would make her wary of him. The answer would tell him of the woman's intuition and observation skills. Deputy Clarke 's silence was answer enough.
Lunch came too soon for Scott, far too soon. He was a little reluctant to leave the class leading to lunch but Stiles being Stiles was having none of it. The two best friends were the first to arrive in the cafeteria but did not have to wait as Allison and Lydia arrived soon after.
Scott momentarily forgot why he'd been reluctant to come to lunch when Lydia sat next to him. He couldn't help but take a moment to appreciate what he had.
"This is how it began." Said Scott, catching his friends' attention.
"What began, Scotty?" Asked Stiles.
"My pack. Our pack. This is how it began. I recall Derek saying that you were the reason I was refusing him." The alpha answered.
"You mean when he said that you were already an alpha of your own pack and not an omega?" Allison asked, although she already knew the answer.
It had surprised and confused her back then but now she understood. She almost lost her pack but that wasn't going to happen again, she would make sure of it.
"You're leaving out the part where he said that you know you couldn't beat him." Commented Stiles.
Scott chuckled but didn't defend himself. Lydia knew what that meant. He didn't need to say or prove it.
"The point is that you have been with me since the beginning and I appreciate that." Said the demon wolf true alpha, causing his friends to smile with Stiles adding a wink and thumbs up.
The dire wolf turned to his girlfriend and held her hand.
"I'm sorry we weren't there for you, that I wasn't there for you. That'll never happen again. You'll never have to deal with anything alone again." Scott paused when he saw Isaac arrive and waited for him to settle down before looking at each of his pack mates. "Neither of us have to anymore.
We're pack, we run as one, we stand as one. I will obliterate anyone who seeks to bring harm to you, to my pack." Declared Scott.
Allison, Isaac, Lydia (though she already knew, it was nice to hear) and Stiles were surprised to hear the declaration but felt it along with the warmth, assurance, protection and support it provided them. They were one, they were pack, they would protect each other as such.
"And... That's why I'm here. To be part of that, part of your pack." Malia suddenly said, walking up to the McCall Pack's table and taking a seat.
She heard what the McCall said and couldn't help but take the opportunity while the mood was right. Stiles went to speak but a low disapproving growl from his alpha stopped him.
"What do you want, Malia?" Scott asked.
The werecoyote leaned forward.
"I want you to repay me for killing my father. I came searching for him only to find out that you killed him and destroyed his pack. As his 'chosen heir' it's your duty to look after his progeny and I am that progeny." Said the Tate.
The pack went silent at that. Stiles was a speechless. Malia didn't say the name but he could already tell that she was talking about Deucalion. The same Deucalion who almost stole his best friend from him!
"You're Deucalion's daughter, aren't you?" Asked the Stilinski.
There was a part of him that felt used.
"Yes, Stiles. I am." Malia confirmed.
"You're the girl Stiles was with yesterday at that restaurant, right?" Lydia asked to confirm her suspicion.
The banshee's answer received a positive answer. The pack had a few questions about that but held them off for now.
"So you used Stiles to get to us?" Followed Isaac.
That kind of reminded him of the situation with Derek and Jennifer. Malia snarled at that.
"No, I didn't! I didn't even know he is part of your pack and it's none of your business." She growled out.
"It is, actually. Stiles is pack and that makes it our business whether you like it or not." Said Allison.
The Stilinski was a little surprised. Him and Allison weren't really that close. Yes, they were pack but Scott was always their common ground. It was nice to see his pack, especially the two people he had been afraid and jealous of stealing his best friend's attention away from him defending him.
"How do you two know each other anyway?" Asked Lydia, pointing at Malia and Scott.
Her boyfriend seemed a bit uncomfortable about that. That was exactly the reason he didn't want to go to lunch. Yeah, Malia didn't feel like answering either, not with the way Stiles was looking at her.
"Um, we met the other day and I found her name on the dead pool yesterday." Said Scott. "I asked Marin about her and she revealed that she took Malia just after birth and got her adopted to save her from her biological mother, Corrine, also known as the desert wolf and a professional mercenary.
Deucalion didn't know about it or Malia but Marin left everything Malia would need to know about her father and how to find him in the case of Corrine finding her with her adoptive parents. It's what I was going to tell you this morning."
"To save her from her mother?" Inquired Stiles.
"Yes, my biological mother and that's why I'm here. She found me a few months ago and caused my mother's car to crash in order to kill me, resulting in my adoptive mother and sister's deaths. I've been looking for Deucalion ever since only to find out that your dear alpha killed him." Replied Malia, ending by sending a glare Scott's way.
"Why would she try to kill you?" Isaac asked, although he had a flashback to how his father used to abuse him.
Some things were hard to forget.
"Werecoyotes inherit some of their mother's power at birth and that decreases the mother's own power. I would imagine Corrine wasn't happy about sharing her power with Malia." Supplied Allison.
That seemed to remind Stiles to hand in his report on the oni to Scott before he forgot who gave it to Lydia.
"She's still not happy and doesn't care who she hurts to kill me and get it back." Malia said.
"And you want to lead that threat to my pack." Scott commented, surprising Allison, Isaac and Stiles.
They thought that he would push to protect the she-coyote. Lydia understood the true alpha very well after yesterday's events even though a part of her was surprised as well.
"You killed my father! The person I was coming to for protection and help, you took that away from me!" Malia growled out, gaining their group the attention of their surrounding peers.
Lydia quickly stepped in before her boyfriend could retort and took control of the situation. She squeezed Scott's hand to calm him down.
"Quiet down, Malia." She began.
Stiles reached out a hand for the she-coyote's to help with the situation.
"Now, being part of our pack doesn't just come with the protection and help, Malia. You have to expect and accept the full package. Like Scott said, we're pack, we run as one, we stand as one." Said the banshee after glaring at everyone to mind their businesses.
They all took in Lydia's words. Allison and Isaac looked at each other, recalling what Isaac said yesterday. Scott and Lydia were the alpha pair.
"Like I said earlier, that's why I'm here. To be part of that, part of your pack." Malia affirmed.
Stiles relaxed a bit at that. He hoped his best friend would give her a chance. He had a good feeling about the girl. Scott took in his pack's reaction to the she-coyote's words. He asked himself if it was a good idea to let Malia join his pack. The McCall Pack alpha couldn't factor Deucalion in his final decision, just his pack.
Tracy Stewart, a human junior student at Beacon Hills High School, couldn't help but overhear the comment made by the new girl about Scott McCall, and from that point on she listened closely to the group as she was the closest to them and was seating alone.
She didn't have many friends, what with focusing on school and maybe one day following in her father's footsteps and be an attorney, so she made do with what she could. Tracy was troubled by the fact that none of Scott's friends were surprised by the statement that he killed the girl's father who she was looking for for protection and help.
Protection from what, the Stewart didn't know. When Tracy heard what Lydia said she concluded that they were organized criminals and Scott was their leader. It explained how they kept missing classes and Scott's disappearance and reappearing with a new sports car all hot and stuff, not forgetting his tattoo.
She noted that Scott and Stiles have been acting weird since Allison Argent came into the picture. Okay, more weird than usual. The girl also remembered that Jackson put a restraining order against them. Oh, Tracy knew because her father used to work with Jackson's father.
She resolved herself to stay away from the group since she couldn't report them, Tracy didn't want them to kill her or her father too. The girl listened as Scott welcomed the girl into his 'pack' and Stiles made sure to make it clear that he supported his leader's decision.
It made Tracy wonder how a severe asthmatic, outcast and bench warmer like Scott came to be where he was now. Athletic, popular and so influential that a girl would rather stick with him and his group even though he killed her father.
The boy used to be an outcast along with Stiles. A good-natured social outcast but an outcast nevertheless. And now...
With the Malia issue out of the way Scott relaxed a little although he would keep an eye on the girl just in case. The moment the last class ended Lydia led her boyfriend out for a private conversation.
They collected their things and headed to the parking lot and settled inside the girl's car. Lydia knew that Scott had to go to work soon so she went straight to the matter.
"You met Malia when you left the house Saturday night, didn't you?" She asked.
The banshee had been thinking it over and that was the only conclusion she came to, and that they slept together without introducing themselves. It explained their reactions and Scott's nervous vague explanation.
Lydia didn't miss the way her boyfriend and new pack mate exchanged looks and seemed to agree on something. The girl obviously liked Stiles enough not to spill the beans. Lydia saw how she caught Scott off-guard, he hadn't expected that.
Well, it was the right time to tell the boy that she wouldn't accept secrets in their relationship. Lydia didn't want a repeat of Allison and Scott's relationship.
Where Scott would keep secrets and Allison would overreact and breakup with him then end up questioning herself. No, they were planning to commit murder together, trusting each other to be there for one another even when they would tell their friends and pack. It didn't get more real than that. They were in it together.
She was his and he was hers and Lydia Martin made that very clear to Scott McCall. The banshee wasn't going to allow herself to be jealous over Malia and the night she spent with her boyfriend. No, he wasn't her boyfriend at the time and Lydia had more than just a night with Scott now, he was hers and that was all that mattered.
Malia and Isaac overheard Lydia and Scott's conversation that ended with a rather steamy kiss before Scott left for work a little dazed and Lydia drove to Eichen House, she had a banshee to see.
The whole thing inspired Malia to come clean to Stiles even though she didn't really have to and assure him that it was just a onetime thing.
The girl wanted a new start in Beacon Hills after securing herself a pack that promised to stand by her side, and if she liked Stiles well enough to feel territorial like she did that morning even though she only knew him for a few hours, Malia was going to see if there was a possibility there.
She knew she was impulse and ran with her instincts most of the time but they never led her wrong. Isaac was assured by the whole thing and learned from it. He wouldn't repeat Scott's mistakes.
Deaton felt something settle down within when he saw Scott enter the clinic. He had gotten attached to the boy and a whole week without seeing him made the doctor appreciate his presence.
Alan went to open the mountain ash gate to allow Scott to pass beyond the front reception area but got the surprise of his life. The boy opened the gate himself and passed through like nothing was out of the ordinary. The druid was dumbfounded.
The last time Scott tried to cross a mountain ash barrier it repulsed him, although that did show the boy's potential to become a true alpha but it still repulsed him. What was different now? Alan knew that he had the gate closed like he usually did except when he would leave Scott alone or unattended.
"Hey, Doc!" Scott cheerfully greeted.
He was still on cloud nine so it took him a moment to notice Deaton's expression and realize his mistake. It was kind of hard to remember that mountain ash didn't affect him anymore.
The vet composed himself after he took in the true alpha's response and passed by the boy to close the clinic early. They had more pressing matters to attend to now.
Meredith smiled when she saw Lydia waiting for her in the visitation room. She knew that the girl would return. They had much to do after all.
Rafael McCall sat in his car on the side of the road. He was thinking about his visit to Melissa to ask her for help with Scott. She told him to stop being a dumbass and try harder to repair his relationship with his son, their son.
When he responded by reminding her that he left because she told him to leave Melissa retorted by saying that she told a drunk to get out of the house, she didn't tell Scott's father to get out of his life. That made Rafael face the truth.
He did try to stay in Scott's life by having the boy live with him but he couldn't manage his job and raise a child at the time. He was too busy with work and trying to find a better way to deal with killing on duty to really be there and that led to losing his son.
McCall didn't know how Melissa managed it, he really did not know.
Deaton stared at Scott, like really stared and the boy was prepared for the worst, he hoped. The McCall just finished explaining everything to the druid along with his and Lydia's plans and silence was all that he received.
The doctor was too calm and collected, just looking at the boy and it was nerve-racking. Deaton could tell that Scott was anxious the longer he took to reply but he needed to think over what the dire wolf told him before anything else.
Just addressing Scott as a dire wolf in his thoughts was enough to give him pause. Never mind trying to figure out how Scott was a dire wolf and why he could now handle mountain ash when he couldn't before.
The veterinarian couldn't come up with a conclusion to that just yet so he left it for later. The other thing he was thinking about was what Lydia and Scott were planning to do after what Meredith revealed to them.
Even though Deaton didn't want to admit it, there was some truth to what the banshee said and Scott was wise to want to finish what he started by killing Gerard before the man could retaliate.
It was the alpha's job to protect the pack and do what was needed to be done. It seemed like Scott understood the responsibilities that came with his power and authority and was ready and willing to shoulder the burdens of being a leader regardless of his age, but the true alpha wasn't going to be alone in that.
It looked like Lydia was going to stand side by side with Scott and shoulder the burden of leadership with him.
They kind of reminded Deaton of an alpha pair even though they were two different species and he couldn't help but think that Meredith must have seen something in the two teenagers to have put such faith and trust in them aside from their connection to Peter.
Scott watched as Deaton went to his office and returned with three large books although one was smaller than the rest. Deaton gave Scott the smaller book.
"That's a grimoire you're going to learn your spells from. Druids and witches practice different types of magic and spells." Said the druid. "Our beliefs also differ from one another so I can't do more than guide you here and there although I can help you with your connection to the nemeton and some of it's rituals.
These two here might contain some information about dire wolves. We will look through them while we're here. The grimoire is yours, take good care of it, it belonged to a good friend of mine."
The demon wolf true alpha was surprised but thanked his mentor before they went to work. He was grateful for the help, guidance and support. It was more than he hoped for. Scott was a little disappointed in himself for doubting Deaton. He didn't judge or label him an abomination, instead he was helping him.
Alan smiled as he took note of Scott stealing a few looks at him. He understood why the boy was nervous about revealing what he was and wanting to keep it a secret, but Deaton knew that things like that didn't stay secret for long. That's why he gave Scott the grimoire and was helping him find out more about his species.
It was to make sure that the alpha was fully capable of defending himself and his pack. If being a true alpha didn't place a target on Scott then being a dire wolf would. Killing Gerard wouldn't help either.
The druid couldn't afford to be passive anymore, he couldn't handle a repeat of what happened to the Hales so he was going to help and push the boy to reach his full potential.