A/N: Hello, all! I wanted to get this chapter out now, since it was giving me problems…and because if I don't cut it off now, Scott will take over the entire story and I won't be able to do anything about it. I guess it's because I know him and his character the best out of all of them, followed by Stiles and Derek…and then the rest of them. I'm trying to find time to watch the first season, but college has decided to hit me like a freight train…and I am so busy it's unbelievable. (plus I procrastinate way too much. :D) The third chapter is on its way, but I'm not sure when it will be posted. I need to update WJC and TLC first, I think… ;)
DISCLAIMER I DON'T OWN TEEN WOLF AND NEVER WILL I JUST LOVE ALL OF THE PACK!
I forgot to mention last time, but there were a couple moments (in the last chapter and this one) that were inspired by another fanfiction. The story's name is 'Fragile", by…I don't remember…but there's a bit in Chapter 5 of that story that I love, where Scott and Isaac put Stiles to sleep by taking his pain, which I kind of tried to emulate in this story. They also put in a bit with Stiles and Derek in the hospital (a "lurking" moment), and I loved that moment as well. To whoever that writer is, thank you for such a great story!
Please enjoy "The Beta from Forest Grove" Chapter 2!
"'This should be fun.' he muttered softly.
'Real fun.' Derek agreed."
Amber slowly woke up, slightly disoriented as to where she was. As her mind became clearer, she felt a softness surrounding her, and soon began to realize that she was lying in a bed. Her eyes flickered open to reveal an unfamiliar room that looked to be a sort of guest room. The sun was gently filtering through the window, and she rolled over onto her side-
And froze.
Sitting in the corner of the room, with a clear view of both the bed and the door, was one of the werewolves that she had met the night before. Derek, she recognized. He was completely hidden in shadow, so that people wouldn't see him until it was too late. He seemed to recognize that she was awake, because he turned to look directly at her. Amber shrank back a little, still a bit intimidated by him, but she didn't sense any ill will coming from him. In fact, she reflected, he seemed to be a bit amused with her.
"You should go back to sleep." he murmured softly. "Your body is still healing." He stood up, walking over to the bed and leaning against the headboard. Amber started to shake her head, but stopped rather quickly, as her concussion reintroduced itself. "Where're..the…" she slurred sleepily, but Derek knew exactly what she was saying. "Scott and the others are at school. They'll be back in a while." Amber hummed in understanding, before shifting a little closer towards him. "What're you…doing…" Again, Derek caught her meaning, even though her words were quite a bit jumbled. "Scott asked me to watch over you, since he would be gone for a while. While your sister and the rest of her Pack are here, you are in danger, and none of our Pack wants you to get hurt." Amber smiled gratefully, using her right hand to softly whack Derek's knee, trying to communicate her thankfulness. Derek's expression softened a bit, and the edges of his mouth quirked upwards.
"You should still go back to sleep."
"I don't wanna." Derek rolled his eyes at her response. She seemed to be just as stubborn as the rest of his Pack, he thought to himself. As she smirked back up at him, he shifted slightly, drawing on whatever influence and leadership he had left over from his Alpha days. He stared directly down at her, his eyes briefly flashing blue, and said (making it as much of an order as he could), "Go back to sleep." The younger werewolf (whether she was a Beta or Omega now, she couldn't tell) glared softly at him, but she couldn't hold out for very long against him. She eventually sighed, curling up a bit more and trying to sleep. However, her head decided that that was a great time to start throwing a party, and she whimpered as the pain increased. A few seconds later, she felt a large and strong hand gently land on her forehead, before sliding down to cover her eyes. As the pain slowly faded, Amber felt herself fading as well, relaxing into sleep. The finishing touch was when a second hand rested on her still somewhat inflamed shoulder. Almost immediately after that, she fell into a deep sleep.
The next time she woke, she heard voices. Someone was speaking from the foot of her bed, rather high-pitched and rambly. A couple of voices raised in response, before a deep voice effectively shut them all up. A few female voices picked up the conversation, and it was now that Amber could actually understand what they were saying. "Coach really seems to have it out for you, Malia…I mean, more than normal."
"I know-he wouldn't stop asking me questions. Even after I said I didn't know."
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, Malia, I had no idea either on a bunch of the questions." This new voice rumbled out of the pillow behind her, and Amber jumped, before flicking her eyes up to see that she had been moved a little while she was sleeping, so that she was reclining against Scott again. When he noticed her tired hazel eyes looking up at him, he smiled. "Hey, Amber…how are you feeling?" He slowly helped her to adjust her position until she was sitting up against him rather than lying. "…I've felt better, but I am feeling better." she muttered shyly. She then quickly glanced at everyone in the room, before looking back down. "Thanks for…all of this. You didn't have to, but…"
"Hey-we're glad to do it." Isaac said, resting a hand on her knee (near which he was sitting). Amber looked at him, confused. "But I thought…I thought if a werewolf entered another Pack's territory, they would be forcibly chased out and attacked."
"Others might do that, but we don't. Don't worry-Scott's too nice for that." Liam teased, drawing a small smile out of the older girl. "And besides, if you've seen any of the Star Wars films, Stiles automatically loves you. It's just a fact."
"Hey, just because Scott hasn't seen them yet…"
The rest of the room burst out into laughter as both Scott and Stiles rolled their eyes. Once they finally calmed down, Kira turned to the younger girl. "Hey…I don't think we really got to hear your story yesterday, besides what you and your sister argued about. What exactly happened?" Everyone turned to look at Amber, who immediately tried to shrink back a little, before realizing that she couldn't really move, as Scott was still holding her against him. She kept her eyes down out of nervousness, but the entire Pack simply sat there and waited. She finally looked up at Kira, who nodded, smiling encouragingly. Amber finally took a deep breath, and nodded. "My sister and I were born wolves…she's about six years older than me. We grew up in Forest Grove in our family's pack, and once our parents died, she became the Alpha of our pack…five years ago. That's when she started dating Jax, and when she added all of the other people to our pack. I was always the 'omega' in our pack, since most of the time I would get left behind whenever they went to do something, and none of them really liked me anyways. My friend Natalie became a member of the Pack as well, but after a while, she changed…and we stopped being friends after that. My sister finally let me go on their 'hunts' with them three months ago…and that's when I found out about what they were doing. Once I decided to leave, I ran around the areas around Forest Grove for about a week or so, before deciding to come out here."
"And you spent two weeks running out to California?" Lydia queried. The younger girl nodded, her hands starting to fidget a little. "I wasn't sure where else to go."
"How did you take care of yourself while you were running?"
"Um…I didn't really…I had to keep an eye out in case they caught up with me, so…I didn't get much sleep or food."
"That's why you're so tired, isn't it?" Amber nodded, now refusing to look up at the others. She sighed quietly. "Yeah…hopefully I'll be able to rest up here for a bit before I go…somewhere." Kira gently rubbed her leg, which was nearest to her. "Well, maybe we can convince you to stay here for a while. For now, you should stay here and rest."
"I know…" Amber grumbled good-naturedly, smirking at her. "I'd rather not sleep right now, though, while all of you are here."
A quiet knock on the door captured everyone's attention, and they all turned to see Melissa standing in the doorway. "I'm sorry to intrude…I just wanted to check on Amber briefly." The Pack nodded, quickly scurrying out of the way as she walked over. She then-very carefully-helped Amber to sit up on her own, before checking on all of the injuries she had taken care of the previous day. "Well, it looks like you're healing nicely…those Alpha wounds should be gone within a few hours or so." She checked the werewolf's left shoulder, and smiled at her again. "Your shoulder should be just fine by that time too. The inflammation has almost completely receded." Amber sighed in relief. She still wasn't feeling one hundred percent ready to go, but was definitely feeling a lot better than she had before.
"Mom…do you think we could go outside for a while? We won't go for a run, but just…" Scott cut off as his mother nodded, smiling brightly. "Yes, so long as Amber here takes it slow, all right? No zipping around like you all normally do." Amber chuckled dryly.
"Don't worry, Mrs. McCall…I haven't been 'zipping' around for about a week, so…I bet even Stiles could beat me in a race right now."
"Are you suggesting that I'm slow?"
"No, she's suggesting that you're a human," Derek commented quietly, "and she's right."
"Oh come on, sourwolf, just because-" Derek let out a low growl, which effectively shut Stiles up. Amber let out a little chuckle at that, before slowly starting to pull herself to her feet.
"All right…let's see if I can do this without face-planting."
A/N 2: Welp…this chapter was…interesting…but I enjoyed writing it! Hopefully I'll be able to create an outline for the story soon, so that I have an actual idea of where I'm going with this. I can't really write a ton for this author's note, because I'm in World Lit, and my teacher is absolutely intimidating. She's like Professor McGonagall…
The next chapter will (hopefully) be out soon-ish, but I want to get some chapters out for my other stories before I get back to this one.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and I'll see you all soon!
God bless,
1monster2