A/N
Third chapter is now out.
A huge thank you to Mojo the big jojo for the nice review. To answer the questions that you had, Derek and Braeden aren't in a relationship they are just good friends.

Chapter 3.
The Alpha's beta.

He looked out of the window as the sun rose. Scott's condition hadn't improved over the night. His breathing was still ragged and blood kept building up in his lungs, a tube had been inserted so he wouldn't choke in his own blood. At that Derek had had to leave the room.

He couldn't bear to see his Alpha so weak, so lifeless.

He had tried to call anyone in the pack; Stiles, Malia, Kira, hell he even tried call that kid Mason. Nobody had taken the phone and in a fit of rage Derek had unleashed his anger on his phone and crushed it in his hands, small drops of blood breaking to skin.

Were they all deaf to their Alpha's death? Had no one felt it when his heart stopped beating?

Looking down at the teen's face he sighed. Scott didn't deserve this. He shouldn't lie on his bed, gasped after air like a fish out of water. He was too good.

His wound still hadn't started healing and at this point Derek was beyond worried. Years ago when the Alpha pack had come and Derek had fought them and lost, he had learned that Scott had been hurt in the fight. He had taken the blame for his death and had refused to heal, he had almost died.

He refused to believe that Scott was holding back his healing because he felt guilty over everything that had happened. Melissa had told him everything that had happened after he and Braeden left them in Mexico. It made Derek regret everything he had done since then, except returning.

He was brought back to reality when a phone rang. It took him a couple seconds to locate it. He found it in the hamper, why it was there he didn't know.

He looked at the caller ID to see the name Malia stand in in bold letters.

Taking calm breath so he wouldn't yell at her the second he picked up. After a few more seconds he picked up and took the call.

"Scott." a frantic voice met him.

"Scott, please tell me you're there, please." Her voice even more panicked than before.

He walked over to the other side of the room before answering her.

"No, it's Derek, Scott can't answer right now." At that his voice broke and tears ran down his cheeks like rivers.

Malia's whispered "No." brought him out of his misery.

"He's still alive but it's bad. Come over to his house," was all he said. This wasn't something he could tell her over the phone.

He went back to Scott. The young wolf laid completely bared on his bed. It was wrong seeing him like this, this weak.

"Please Scott, come back to us."

He wasn't answered. He laid his left hand on the teen's chest, checking if it rose and fell as it should. It didn't, it was ragged and too fast. The words that came out of his mouth would have made even Lucifer himself cringe and turn away. He tore open Scott's shirt but was stopped dead in his tracks when he saw the blood that was soaking through the bandages that were wrapped around his chest.

How had he not smelled all that blood? He carefully lifted of the bandages but couldn't help but gag when he saw the wound. It had not gotten better over the night, if anything it had gotten worse. The young wolfs ability to heal was what looked to be nonexistent.

He walked out to the bathroom and looked through the closet for medical supplies that they were bound to have when his mother was a nurse.

Finding what he needed he walked out to Scott again and as he looked at the bleeding wound he thought "What have they done to you Scott?"

He heard a gasp and looked behind to see Malia standing with her hands over her mouth, her eyes wide and tearful. She ran over to Scott's side, and just looked at the big gaping wound in the middle of his chest.

She looked up at Derek; her glare could kill lesser men.

"What happened to him." She asked in a demanding voice, "I felt something; it was like my heart stuttered for a moment." Her voice broke and it made Derek feel bad, she had felt Scott's death too.

"I was with Mason at the time, he said that for a brief moment he thought that he saw my eyes glow red, the red of an Alpha."

She looked at him with panic in her eyes.

He shook his head, "Let's take care of Scott first." He said. She nodded and took the rubbing alcohol away from him and soaked the cloth he had in it and started cleaning the wound.

"Why isn't he healing?"

"He's too weak, too guilty." He answered as he looked at her cleaning his wound.

She didn't say anything else after that. When she was done cleaning she reached for the bandages that Derek still held and started on dressing the wound.

Derek was still in shook, she said that Mason had seen her eyes glow red, Alpha red but thought it had been a trick of the light. He had thought that if Scott was ever to die, the power would go to his beta, to Liam but apparently he had a closer bond with Malia. A rule also said that the Alpha spark goes to the strongest beta in the pack, and that was apparently Malia.

She caught him starring at her and he looked down again.

She looked down at him, at her Alpha. He wasn't meant to look like this. She had finished dressing his wounds and sighed before she looked up at Derek "You can leave, update Braeden, I'll stay and take care of him.

He smiled a sad smile, if she was the Alpha now, she would be good at it, and it suited her. With one last look at Scott and Malia he walked out of the house and went of the find Braeden.

She looked down at Scott. His face was crunched up in pain and his hands were fisted. Reaching out she laid a hand on his shoulder and took his pain. "What did they do to you?" she asked.

Shaking her head she thought back to when she was with Mason and she had fallen down on the floor in pain and when she had looked at Mason he said that her eyes had glowed red. But she didn't believe it, Liam was the beta in the pack and she wasn't fit to be Alpha.

She had seen Derek smile before he left; she had thought that she had heard him whisper "If anyone should be the Alpha, it should be you."

But if there should even be a chance of her being the new Alpha would mean that Scott had lost his Alpha spark.

She reached down to stroke some lose hair out of his eyes before she laid her hand against his cheek, "I promise I'll make Theo pay for this."

She knew it was Theo, who else could it have been. They had all so blindly trusted him and now it had cost them their Alpha. " I promise that he will pay for this." She muttered.

A/N
Finally. I wrote this chapter in one go. Would it be too much to ask for a review for this chapter too?
Hope you enjoyed.