scott is someone who won't stop until he find a way to prevent a war from happening, to find a different way where everyone could be happy. but when a bunch of hunters make a visit to his house and start shooting to injured his friends and his mother, then everything is off the table. if a war is what gerald wants, then a war is what he shall get. it's only a matter of time to gather as many people as he can to fight along side with him and his pack. it's a little hard to do so since the hunters has started to kill any supernatural creature out there one by one. so, it looks like trying to recuit new members is going to be a mission for the true alpha, but that's for another day.
scott spend most of his day in the hospital, sitting down on the chair next to his mother's hospital bed with his head resting on the mattress. a nurse came inside the room and kindly woke him up, telling him to go home and get some rest. he was quick to deny the offer. he didn't want to leave his mother's side. but after little more convincing, he eventually gave in and did what he was told. the alpha pushed himself up and leaned down to give his mother a soft kiss on her forehead before exiting the room. a deep sigh fell from between his lips, rubbing his tired eyes when he spotted malia sleeping on the chairs in the waiting room. the view made him crack a smile. scott sat down on one of the chairs next to her and waited for her to wake up, didn't want to bother her.
