[Something in Alan's chest squeezed tight when the feed went dead. He had to remind himself it was okay, that Scout was on her way over.
That he would fix this. That he would make it right...that he would help her, and kill anyone that stood in his way.
He'd always been a little hot tempered...it was one of the things his mother hated and his father got on his case about. Alan got pissed, did the opposite of what he was told, and he ended up in trouble. That was how things with Scout had started...God, he'd never forget the night Aunt Kate accused her of stealing something from her room, and Alan had been forced to show everyone the condoms he had swiped.
His parents had nearly killed him. Aunt Kate had looked embarrassed, but strangely proud. Scout had just...looked at him with an intensity and a blush in her cheeks that resulted in cold showers for the next few days.
It got worse when his parents found out Scout was the new Beta...when his own mother had nearly killed the girl he loved. If his father hadn't shown up to stop her...to make him swear he'd never see her again...
For a while, it was okay. For a while, they still had each other. Alan was Scout's anchor, and they worked as a pack to do something about Jackson...and Derek-fucking-Hale. He couldn't lie, even to himself, he'd hated Derek long before his mother ended up dead because of the son of a bitch...everywhere he walked, panties dropped, and there were times when he was trying to get Scout to join his pack that he couldn't be totally sure Derek didn't have his eye on her...
He was shaken from his thoughts by the knock at his door. Turning sharply, Alan stalked over, opened it...
She was safe.
Gently tugging her inside, Alan forgot himself. He took the clothes from her, tossed them on the floor, then promptly caught her shoulder and pulled her into a fierce hug...not caring he was only wearing a pair of gym shorts, not caring that they weren't together anymore.
He could breathe again, and his heart was pounding with sheer relief, because she was there, in his room, in his arms, and she was safe. Together or not...precious little else mattered to him.]
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That he would fix this. That he would make it right...that he would help her, and kill anyone that stood in his way.
He'd always been a little hot tempered...it was one of the things his mother hated and his father got on his case about. Alan got pissed, did the opposite of what he was told, and he ended up in trouble. That was how things with Scout had started...God, he'd never forget the night Aunt Kate accused her of stealing something from her room, and Alan had been forced to show everyone the condoms he had swiped.
His parents had nearly killed him. Aunt Kate had looked embarrassed, but strangely proud. Scout had just...looked at him with an intensity and a blush in her cheeks that resulted in cold showers for the next few days.
It got worse when his parents found out Scout was the new Beta...when his own mother had nearly killed the girl he loved. If his father hadn't shown up to stop her...to make him swear he'd never see her again...
For a while, it was okay. For a while, they still had each other. Alan was Scout's anchor, and they worked as a pack to do something about Jackson...and Derek-fucking-Hale. He couldn't lie, even to himself, he'd hated Derek long before his mother ended up dead because of the son of a bitch...everywhere he walked, panties dropped, and there were times when he was trying to get Scout to join his pack that he couldn't be totally sure Derek didn't have his eye on her...
He was shaken from his thoughts by the knock at his door. Turning sharply, Alan stalked over, opened it...
She was safe.
Gently tugging her inside, Alan forgot himself. He took the clothes from her, tossed them on the floor, then promptly caught her shoulder and pulled her into a fierce hug...not caring he was only wearing a pair of gym shorts, not caring that they weren't together anymore.
He could breathe again, and his heart was pounding with sheer relief, because she was there, in his room, in his arms, and she was safe. Together or not...precious little else mattered to him.]