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Sorry guys! I know I usually update faster than that but I've been chasing a mosquito!

Okay, the truth is, I just couldn't find any inspiration. I had no idea what to do with all those Sterek scenes I've been watching again and again (for professional purpose of course). And also, my usual browser won't work for some reason.

Anyways this chapter is just something that played on my mind and it's not from an actual scene, but I promise I'll make it up to you...if that even bothers you.
Hope you still enjoy this!

Random note : I wasn't lying about the mosquito, this chapter could've been updated like 30 min earlier without that damn firetrucking son of a bulldog... Okay, I'm calming down now.

*WARNING* Big spoiler from Season 3 episode ...2? Yeah that's it, 2.

Don't go and say I didn't tell you!

Chapter 3

I might not seem like I enjoy it that much, but being an Alpha really is awesome.

Take right now for example. If I were a simple Beta or even an Omega I wouldn't be able to stand so far away from Scott and Isaac and still hear them. Proof is they can't hear me ! Although that might not be the best example since Scott is apparently blind and deaf to almost everything not happening right before his eyes, and Isaac might as well be pretending not to hear us.

But still, being an Alpha makes me much stronger than anyone in the pack.

Another example is that I can even also smell them from here. Scott's musky scent with a bit of Allison (jasmine and wild berries), as well as Isaac's bitter-sweet fragrance (a bit like grapefruit) with the recent hint of water-lily, Cora's scent – which does not make me happy, I'm gonna have to talk to him about that...or threaten him, I haven't decided yet.

Anyways, my point is, being the Alpha gives you a few privileges, in the sense that from this distance I get as much intimacy as I want but they don't.

And that's a good thing because Stiles and I have decided to keep our relationship a secret as long as possible and I don't think anyone hearing us passionately making out on the trunk of my Camaro, somewhere in the parking lot of the high school would help much with that.

Not that it really matters anymore now that I think about it... I'm pretty sure Isaac knows since it started and that he's totally supportive of us. Boyd doesn't give a shit about anything since Erica's death – we're all worried about it by the way, it's been almost a year and he's still not over it, which is understandable since from what he told me they were actually mates.

I can't hide anything from my family – and it kinda freaks me out sometimes – so of course Peter and Cora both know.

Lydia told us she knew when we got together because she'd been waiting for it for a long time. It seems Stiles told her about his feelings for me some time ago.

His feelings for me... I'm sorry for being such a pansy, but that sounds so amazing that I can't help repeating it to myself all the time. That and the first time he said he loved me...and all the times after that!

I know, that's not the image you would get from watching me everyday but I don't care. Stiles makes me happy and I won't deny it. In my head. I still will deny it to the rest of the world. And what the hell are you doing in my head anyway?

Back to the subject. I was saying that the status of Alpha comes with privileges, and to be completely honest it can be pretty funny. Still taking the current situation as an illustration, hear for yourself Scott and Isaac's conversation.

-...And so what I'm saying is that being with Allison makes it so much more meaningful, because we love each other you know? Doesn't it feel the same when you do it with Cora?

-Uhm... Could we not talk about that right now?, Isaac asked, obviously trying to avoid the subject. Smart boy. Now I'm sure he actually knows I'm close to them – which makes Scott officially dense – and doesn't want me to hear about his bed-time stories with my sister. And when I say bed-time stories I do not mean fairy-tales before going to sleep...

-What? Don't you...Wait, does that mean you never did it?, Scott questioned, amusement in his voice.

-That's not what I said! I just don't think now is the right moment to talk about that, Isaac answered, with all his pride. (And I really hope for him it was just pride and not saying he did sleep with my baby sister whom I love so much, because that would cause his end.)

-"Now" as in "after class at school"? 'Cause let me tell you dude, that's the perfect moment, and Stiles would agree with me. By the way, where's he?

-No I mean "now" as in "when people who shouldn't even know this conversation ever happened are within ear-shot"! And Stiles is closer than you seem to think, can't you smell him?

Nice Isaac. Really nice. Now I have to worry about kissing my boyfriend because thanks to you, his clueless best friend is going to notice us. I take back what I said earlier. Isaac's not such a smart boy if he goes and gives me more reasons to want to kill him.

-Huh... Now that you mention it, I do smell Stiles nearby... And Derek? Oh that's why you don't want to talk about your sex life with...

-ARE YOU A COMPLETE IDIOT? You know that he's here and you suddenly stop being subtle about it ?!, Isaac yells (and I think a few cars just stopped right now).

-Wow, calm down dude! It's alright. And anyways, what's he doing here? I mean, now that you got your own car you don't need him to pick you up anymore!

Oh Scott how naive you can be... Oh Isaac is thinking the same thing! How do I know? Because he says it.

-Oh Scott, how naive you can be!

-What d'you mean?

-You smell Derek's and Stiles' scents but you still can't figure it out...

-Figure what out?

-Haven't you noticed lately how their scents are all over each other?

-Yeah but that's normal right? As pack and everything... And they've been hanging out a lot! Stiles told me.

-What? And you still can't process that?!, Isaac exclaimed.

-What is there to process? Stiles 's been making a lot of research and has been telling about that to Derek, that's all.

-Is that the kind of lame excuse he gives you?

-No, he doesn't say why they hang out, but obviously that's the reason.

-Oh Scotty, Scotty, Scotty... You're so hopeless... I know you're dense, but how can anyone not see that...

They're silent for a couple of seconds until Scott seems to understand where Isaac's going with what he's saying.

-Wait are you implying that... Derek... an Stiles...

-YES Scott! That's what I'm implying! Although "implying" might not be the right term, more something along the line of "flat out telling you"!

This whole conversation is so hilarious.

-What the hell man! That's not possible, they hate each other!

He sounds pretty convinced by what he's saying.

-Gaah! I give up! You won't believe it until they say it to your face!

And if I'm not wrong, those furious steps are Isaac's as he's walking away from Scott who follows him, yelling:

-They won't tell me anything, since there's nothing going on!

I can't hold a smirk at that. How much more clueless can someone be without dying?!
Stiles feels my smile, which is not that surprising as his lips are glued to mine... Oh, not anymore.
He looks up at me with a crooked eyebrow – how can an eyebrow look so sexy dammit! – and asks:

-What's so funny? I hope your not mocking my kissing technique – which, I know for a fact, is awesome – because that would make me really upset and it would be the end of us!

This totally cracks me up. He's even more puzzled now, because I have to admit, he doesn't see me laugh that often. I don't want him to take it the wrong way, so I explain:

-If you could hear Scott right now, you would be laughing you pretty ass off too!

-I'm sure I would but you see, the thing is, I can't! So you better tell me or I'm gonna rip your throat out! With my teeth!

Oooh! He's so cute when he tries being threatening! And with my own words!

-Isaac tried to make him understand what's going on between us – yeah, it turns out he knew, I add as I see his confused face (such a pretty confused face...). Anyways, Scott was in complete denial, even though you told him a bunch of times we were hanging out. By the way, you told him? We said we were gonna wait until everything is settled between us!

-Yes, but I didn't see the point in lying, when I knew he wasn't gonna find out anyway...

Silence falls between us, and I'm about to lean down to take his lips back, but I change my mind as I remember something he said.

-What does that mean "you know for a fact that you're a divine kisser"?!

And I probably sound really pissed when I say that.

-I did not say that. And I think the fact that you can't go more than two hours without these (he points a finger at my lips) on those (pointing at his), is a pretty good clue.

Oh. That makes sense. I mean I was his first kiss right so, what else could it have been...?

After he sees I'm not going to say anything more, he asks in a playful tone:

-Sooo... My ass is pretty?

Seriously? He wants to talk about that now? We could do so much better than talk!
I don't answer but look at him in a suggestive way.

-So, you've been checking me out?, he questions, seeking confirmation.

He sounds very pleased about that fact. Good. And no, we haven't done it yet! I know that's what you're wondering! We're taking our time. We've been together for just about three months, we're not gonna jump each other already! Not that I would really mind... We just don't want to ruin what we have by rushing things.

I answer his question with a mysterious:

-What do you think?

And I take his lips again, because they've been away from mine for much too long.

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Nope. Nothing to say here. Except that I have nothing to say...which is something...
Urrr! The headache! And it's the kind that only one medicine can cure! You know about that medicine right? The review. Please give me one in the box below! Aaargh! I'm dying!