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A proper shower was what Beca needed; being cleaned made her feel better and cleared her head. Luckily for her, she had a few clean items of clothing left that she could wear. Once dressed, Beca left her room to gather all the laundry and put it next to the washing machine; they would wash the clothes when Jesse and Stacie got back from shopping. She did a quick check up on Emily, to make sure the girl was still doing alright and she was. Lilly still sat on the couch next to Emily's and watched the TV. They exchanged nods and then Beca left for her shared room with Stacie.

Beca looked at the naked, white walls and knew that soon her best friend would add color and decorations. She didn't understand the need for any of that, but it made Stacie happy and that was important to the alpha.

Then it was time to make the phone call to her mother, Abigail, an alpha herself with a vast amount of knowledge of the supernatural world. Abigail had a large pack and was one of the most trusted alphas among the elders, a respect she earned over many years of making hard decisions and contributing to the werewolf community. Abigail was also one of the few responsible for teaching not only her own daughter, but others who'd proven worthy, to be an alpha. Hence why Beca knew she had to discuss what happened to Emily with her.

"Hello, darling." Abigail's voice could be heard from the other side of the line after a couple of rings. "Are you all settled down?" she asked with interest.

"We are," Beca replied. "Stacie and Jesse went to get some things that we're going to need and Lilly is with Emily in the living room."

"How is she doing?" It was obvious who Abigail referred to and that's when Beca began to pace around the space of the room.

"She's getting better; she'll probably heal faster now that we're not moving any longer," Beca answered and tried to keep the fear and nervousness from her voice, but it was her mom she was talking to; the woman could read her like an open book.

"Beca, I know it's scary and that you didn't expect it to happen, at least not this soon." Abigail attempted to calm her daughter down and get her to be confident about it, like she knew Beca could be. "It doesn't change the fact that you're a wonderful, capable alpha; it was shown when you accepted her without giving it a second thought," the woman said with a leveled tone of voice. She knew Beca was listening to every word, but wasn't ready to speak yet. "You learned about it, so you know what to expect. Still, over the four years of you being an official alpha with a pack of your own, you know that things aren't always as you were taught."

Beca leaned against one of the walls and took a moment to sort her thoughts. "What if I'm not a good enough alpha? I don't express my feelings or into physical touch and she's going to need caring and love…" Beca spoke quietly, despite the fact that her mother could hear her perfectly fine. She knew Emily didn't know how to control her enhanced hearing and Lilly won't listen on her conversations; she could allow herself to be vulnerable for a moment.

"It's going to be a hard challenge, Beca; I'm not going to sugar coat it for you," Abigail stated softly. "Your instincts kicked in and you know how good they're. Perhaps your wolf knows better than you and you need to catch up." Beca shrugged, though her mother couldn't see her so she assumed her daughter needed her to keep talking. "You're taking great care of your pack. You have a special connection with each of them; you'll develop one with Emily as well."

The words sunk in, although the young alpha didn't fully believe in them. It was time to change the subject and talk about the threat, rather than how antisocial she was. "I think we covered our tracks well. Do you know why that wolf tried to track us? If he wants to turn humans and kill them, then why go through the trouble of following a pack?" Beca asked curiously. Calling that creature a wolf physically hurt her. They didn't have official rules, but it was like an unwritten one that everyone knew: Do not harm humans. Emily surely wasn't a threat to his life; there was no excuse. That line of thought started to get Beca angry, so she took a couple of deep breaths.

"Perhaps he's seeking revenge or wants Emily back; he might even have escalated and is now going after werewolves as well," Abigail listed different scenarios, none of which brought any comfort to Beca. "We haven't heard of an omega going on a rampage and attacking humans in a long time. The word is out and other packs were informed to keep an eye and be careful."

"That's it? We're going to let him continue killing humans?" Beca might not be a fan of the human world, but it didn't mean she was ok with letting one of her own, a crazy one of her own, either murder them or doom them to live a miserable life. "What about her code or whatever? Or is it the responsibility of one's self to keep and fuck the others who choose not follow it? I fully get hiding from the humans, but we can't leave them unprotected from a threat they don't even know exists!"

"Are you done?" Abigail chuckled at how passionate her child was being, and over those she tried her best to avoid. "And you thought you're not a true alpha," the older woman playfully mocked. "You know very well, Beca, that we won't let the humans get hurt by our hands. If anyone sees the rogue wolf attacking someone, they'll act. We need to be smart about engaging him to try to learn some more, before actually searching for him and confronting him," Abigail explained, keeping her voice calm as always.

Beca took a moment before speaking. "And are you alright with that, mom?" She was an adult werewolf with her own pack and her own life, yet still sometimes Beca needed her mother's confirmation.

"For now, I am," the older alpha answered. "I trust you to always do the right thing. If I'll have updates, I'll call you. For now, stay safe and train Emily well once she heals."

"Will do, mom," Beca said; her normal dry, uninterested tone was back. "Talk to you soon."

"Love you, honey!"

"Yeah, yeah…" Beca mumbled and hung up.

The talk wasn't much use to Beca; she already knew to be careful and wasn't planning on letting the rogue wolf get away if she ever saw him do it again. She expected the elders to have an easy and quick solution, one that was successful in the past. Then again, the old dudes always took their time on everything.

The alpha stayed in her room a little longer after the conversation ended. She wanted her emotions balanced when she went back to the living room, so Emily won't pick up on anything that could've upset her. When she was ready to leave, Beca felt something was happening in the living room and a change in both of her betas. Not wasting a moment, Beca ran the short distance towards them.

"She opened her eyes and is responsive." Lilly's voice echoed in Beca's head and she could see it with her own eyes; still, Beca was quite in shock. "You better say something because she's staring at you and I'm pretty sure she's about to cry, and you're not good with tears."

No, Beca wasn't good with dealing with any deep emotions or expression of emotions. This is exactly why she thought the universe sent her to Emily: to challenge and get her out of her comfort zone. "H-Hey, Emily. How are you feeling?" Beca passed Lilly to sit next to the young girl. Emily's eyes turned yellow and were shining because of the tears that threatened to escape. Beca put her hands up and moved uncomfortably in front of the scared werewolf. She put her hands over Emily's forearms and patted her gently. "It's f-fine; you're safe and you're going to be alright."

Beca was caught by surprise when Emily surged forward and wrapped herself around her. The alpha had to ignore her brain that was freaking out due to the closeness and let her instincts lead her. "You shouldn't move too much, you're still weak," Beca told the girl and put her protective arms around her. The alpha assumed Emily was ok with that, since she got comfortable against her. "Y-You want to talk about what happened?" Emily tensed at the question and only shook her head. Beca could feel her slightly shivering and knew she had to do something. "Alright, so…" Beca looked up at Lilly, who shrugged and went to her room to give them privacy. Beca sighed and tried to relax her body while she thought of what to say next.

"Am I a monster now?" Emily beat her to it and asked quietly.

"No!" Beca was quick to respond. "Do you remember what I told you when we were running?" she asked, but didn't wait for an answer. "You're going to get strong and powerful; your senses are going to be sharp and you gained a family." Beca put as much seriousness and compassion in her voice as she could. "Though, the other three are kind of crazy." She tried to lighten the mood.

"And what, you're cool?" Emily asked and sniffled.

Beca grinned and rubbed Emily's back. "See, you're already learning."

"I'm scared," Emily whispered and buried her face in the crock of Beca's neck.

"I know." Beca nodded despite Emily not being able to see her. "It'll probably be scary for a little bit longer, but you have all of us here with you," she reassured. "We're going to teach you everything you need and want to know. When you understand it and learn to control your wolf, it won't be scary anymore – you'll be powerful and it'll feel amazing." Beca pushed herself to be affectionate and keep her sarcasm away and it felt like it was working – Emily was calming down and Beca was sure that if she looked into her eyes, they'd be brown again.

The door of the apartment opened and Stacie walked in, holding a lot of bags; it looked like they bought an entire grocery store. As fast as she entered, she left, calling Lilly to come and help her with the rest of the bags. Beca wondered what else she got and where Jesse was, but it had to wait because Emily probably wasn't going to move away from her anytime soon.

Beca waited patiently while Stacie and Lilly sorted bags into rooms and the groceries into place. Any other time she'd have gotten restless, but she could hear the purrs coming from Emily's chest and it kept her calm.

"Oh, that's sweet." Stacie grinned when she finally walked to the living room.

"Shut up." Beca glared at her. "Did you empty the mall? We said a few clothes."

"We're going to circle back to the pup in your arms." Stacie pointed at them and took a seat on the couch next to the one the other two were on. "We got a few outfits; it's not much. And we found a nice rental at a good price."

"And where is Jesse?" Beca inquired with a raised brow.

Stacie stretched her arms up before answering. "I dropped him near the pizzeria you went to last night; he said he'll try to get a job there."

"There? He'll end up owing them money for eating all their food!" Beca joked and Stacie's laugh followed quickly.

"You're not wrong, Mitchell," Stacie replied with a grin. "How are you doing?" Stacie asked after a few moments of silence and gestured towards Emily.

Beca stiffened and shrugged. "She was awake for a little while and she talked-"

"Not what I asked," Stacie cut her off and gave her a pointed look.

"She needs to get strong and if that helps… I guess I'll live."

"And here I thought you'd literally blow up if someone touched you more than two seconds," Stacie said playfully and pulled her legs up to sit more comfortably. "You're a real girl, Beca!"

"I swear, Conrad I will kick your ass!" Beca gritted her teeth and changed her eye color for effect, not that it actually worked on Stacie. They've known each other their whole lives; Stacie knew Beca was a softy deep inside and even if she was her alpha and a strong wolf. Stacie could never be scared of her.

"Put Em in her bed and get some rest, we're going out tonight," Stacie stated and got up. She went to the kitchen in a search for something to eat.

Beca furrowed her brows. "I don't think so."

"Lilly and Jesse are going to stay with her. I want to have some fun with my best friend!" Stacie changed their way of communication so they won't wake Emily. "Besides, we're going to find ourselves a job and only then drink," She said and opened the fridge. She looked around for a moment before grabbing some fruits.

Beca would rather do anything else. She needed to get a job; she just wished it didn't have to involve socializing. Beca also wanted to hang out with Stacie and relax from the stressful week they had. Maybe if she'd drink enough, she'd forget they're in a crowded place.

Going out it is.

Beca let Emily snuggle up to her for another hour before moving her to her own bed. She told the two other women she was going out and went on a run for a couple of hours in the forest they stayed in the previous night. Beca needed the time alone more than ever. It was the first time she could step back from the pack in the past week without worrying. The alpha used to have more space and time to herself, because each member of the group used to do their own things. Beca never had to deal with real threats or train someone who just turned, especially the way Emily did. Now she had a lot of built up stress, self doubt and anxiety regarding how out of her comfort zone she'd have to be for Emily.

She ran in her full wolf form, letting the animal in her be free. The fresh air and the smell of nature were like a good massage in terms of relaxing the body and in turn, the mind. Her fears were put aside and Beca was set on getting Emily in good shape, then going back to their plans. Beca had a feeling Emily would love it and join Jesse and Stacie in being an over-excited idiot.

When she got back, Jesse was home wearing a bright, proud smile. He told her he got the job and was starting the next day. A temporary job at a pizzeria… It could've been worse. They were going to abuse that small employee discount, for certain.
They sat together to eat lunch and he informed her that Lilly helped Emily eat and that he noticed the color was back on the young girl's face. Without them knowing, the acceptance the pack had shown towards the newest member gave their alpha strength she needed. Beca told him about her conversation with her mother and they discussed briefly Beca's forming plan of how to train Emily. When they were done, Beca made her way to her room. Jesse called after her and told her he did the laundry, so she'd have what to wear that night. The alpha only waved her hand in dismissal in return.

Through dinner, Emily was fully awake and took part in the conversation. She was shy at first about chiming in, but later on at ease with the group and voiced her opinion on a few things. Beca took no interest in whatever pop culture-related topic three of her friends were talking about. She and Lilly talked a bit about the forest area nearby in terms of hunting and running, but other than that they ate quietly. When Beca helped Emily back to her room, she insisted on doing the nightly routine of taking her pain. Emily argued that she could feel herself getting stronger, but there was no point since Beca already made up her mind. Before getting to that, Beca used the fact that it was only the two of them to make sure the young girl was truly fine with her going out. Emily admitted to be nervous, though promised the alpha she was alright with staying with Lilly and Jesse.

Beca finished with Emily just in time to see Stacie getting out of the shower. The tall girl told her to hurry up and get in, so they could leave soon. It made the short brunette snicker; it's Stacie who took ages to get herself ready, while Beca was dying of boredom.
An hour and a half later, of which Beca spent a good 50 minutes listening to Jesse talking about the pizzeria, they were out of the door. Stacie wore a long-sleeved burgundy dress that reached to her knees and a long coat; it was rather cold outside after all. She had black high heels on, as usual, making Beca look even smaller. She let her long hair fall over her shoulders and looked like a goddess. Beca, on the other hand, had a simple blue blouse on, a navy-colored jacket, a pair of black pants and shoes. Her pendant was on, as always, under her blouse and all of her other piercings were in place. Sometimes Stacie wondered how she became friends with someone who cared so little about the way they dressed, but she'd grown to accept that flaw.

They reached a club not too far from their apartment and went in. The place was a fancy, two-floored, medium-sized dance club. The dancing area was on the ground floor, together with a well-stocked bar. On one side there were stairs that led to the DJ stand, and on the other a sitting area with another bar. It was well designed, Beca thought, only she wished there were less people there. Or for her to be home instead. She didn't have much time to dwell on that.

Stacie dragged her to find the manger, so they could talk to them about getting jobs there. Beca didn't object, or more correctly – couldn't. The faint warmth against her chest was back and her wolf was on high alert. It was so small, yet it overwhelmed the alpha and she knew exactly why. It wasn't good - Beca didn't want it to be true and more importantly, she didn't want Stacie to know. It meant she had to repress her every instinct; Stacie knew her the best and she was surely to pick up on any changes in her. When they stopped moving, Beca glanced down and exhaled when there wasn't any bright light showing through her jacket.

Her best friend did all of the talking, telling the man in charge how experienced they both were. The manager was impressed with where they previously worked and unlike most of his employees, those girls knew the work. He hired Stacie on the spot and told her she could start the next night. He wanted to try Beca first and even though she was out of focus, Beca agreed to come play the next night as well. He said to Beca to stay and listen, to get the vibe of the place and bring something tomorrow that she thought would fit. Beca had to stop herself from chuckling; if there was something she was fully confident about, even cocky, it was her music. She ended up nodding and they said their goodbyes.
The warmth radiating from her pendant was still very much there. Beca was feeling a little off balance because she forced her wolf to be quiet. It wasn't something Beca ever did; she only learned of it during her training. It hurt to repress her wolf's needs, especially one on such high importance, but Beca had made her mind; she had more important things to take care of.

"We don't need to worry about the money; I'm obviously going to get tons of tips." Stacie smirked and hooked an arm around Beca's shoulders.

"Ugh, I don't know how you find joy in handling drunk, sweaty humans," Beca commented and started to walk towards the bar; alcohol could be a good distraction. Beca also thought that being intoxicated would throw Stacie's senses off and she wouldn't catch on.

"Get off your high horse, Bec." Stacie gave her best friend a gentle push. "Werewolves are much worse when they're drunk," she stated and laughed when Beca shrugged her arm off and proceeded to make her way to the bar.

"Remember when we first got drunk?" Stacie asked after a couple of shots. "We were 15 and we stole your grandma's disgusting wine when she watched over us while Abigail was away." She didn't wait for an answer and started to tell the story. "We sneaked to the basement when she watched one of those game shows. A couple of hours later she found us smashed on the floor." They both chuckled and took a sip from their new drink, vodka with some orange juice. "We almost peed our pants from fear of what she would do, but she took care of us and never told Abigail. She was so cool!"

"Yes, she was." Beca nodded in agreement and placed her hand over where her shirt covered her necklace for a brief moment.

Stacie gave her best friend an understanding and supportive smile. "I'm still scared of drinking anything the elders made."

"You scared of turning into a toad?" Beca quirked her brow and chuckled as she lifted her glass to keep drinking.

"Like you aren't." Stacie snorted and looked away from the short girl.

"Just because we're supernatural beings, doesn't mean magic exists," Beca argued, but got nothing from Stacie. In fact, she suddenly noticed she was a few steps ahead of her because Stacie, for some reason, stopped. "Stace?" she asked in concern and furrowed her brows at how concentrated her beta looked.

"They're here," Stacie stated and straightened her back. Her head tilted back a little as she tried to catch the scent or heartbeats.

"Who?" Beca asked and paled as the thought crossed her mind. "The rogue wolf?" she added and began to look around.

Stacie shook her head and started to walk around. Beca was lost; if it wasn't the rogue wolf, who could it be? "Care to explain?" Beca did not like being in the dark and Stacie never acted so strange.

No answer. Beca kept following her best friend and her anxiety kept growing. She didn't feel any danger and there was no way her beta felt there was one and she didn't. The alpha tried to listen more closely to her surroundings; maybe there was a human in need of help, but it wasn't it. Beca focused on Stacie's wolf and found that she was surprisingly cheerful; it threw Beca off even more. What the hell was happening? she thought to herself.

Eventually Stacie stopped in front of the stairs that led to the sitting area. Her eyes were bright blue and focused on one of the tables. Beca followed her line of sight and saw that the table was occupied by two young women, one blonde and the other ginger. She gasped as it hit her hard. She buried her emotions and neglected her wolf that so she didn't notice the pull and how she wasn't following Stacie, but was drawn there. Her wolf was going crazy inside her; she was so loud in her head that Beca felt dizzy. Her body came to life and Beca felt the pendant burning her chest. It wasn't painful or harmed her, thanks to her quick healing, but it definitely got her attention. Beca couldn't have ignored it; her soulmate was right there.

'till next time.