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Maybe this was a bad idea -- but she needed someone to talk to. She was standing outside Scott’s apartment door with coffee and food for both he and Taylor. Hopefully she wouldn’t be intruding but she just needed to talk to Scott and she knew the Alpha wouldn’t leave his new family. So after she barely knocked on the door because she was afraid of waking up their new baby, she saw Scott standing there. “I hope this isn’t a bad time..” Allison whispered, holding up her peace offering. 

Malia searched high and low throughout the high school for Scott. She was going to have a talk with him Malia was done with everything. She was tired of Taylor ruining the pack. She was tired of all the constant drama around her and the people she cared about. She still was unsure about what was going on with her and Stiles. Malia was just wasn’t in the mood. She watched as she saw that Scott was about to pass he by in the hall as she moved out in front of him, “Scott— we got to figure out how to fix this— I’m tired of the drama between Lydia, and Taylor, and I’m tired of Stiles getting pulled in the middle.” Malia said as she looked her alpha in the eyes. She didn’t want to leave the pack, and the high school bullshit didn’t stop she would be forced to do so.

“Sorry man—-” It was clear that something was going on with the kid. He didn’t know the circumstances but he wasn’t going to poke and pester him to find out either. That would just cause more unnecessary stress “I hope things turn around for ya” was what he offered instead. “Ha, humph. It appears we should” The fact that this guy could still try to remain lighthearted showed some real courage. After his parents died he couldn’t manage even a lick of respect to those he loved and cared about most. “Nice to meet you Scott,” he replied, his smile now dissipating into a frown. “Damn… That’s fucked up, is she going to be okay? Did they arrest the bastard that did it?” His eyes grew wide as the kid reacted to the mixture seeped into his palm. “Shit,” he swallowed down thickly at the inquiry. “I told you my name already” he replied. The tone he used implied he wasn’t trying to be a dick. His eyes scanned the kids hands and when he noticed that he wasn’t wearing a daylight ring he was certain of his species “You’re a werewolf?” His bushy brows furrowed “Sorry about that…” Jeremy knew that not all werewolves posed a threat and because he hadn’t caught any wind of actual animal attacks recently he assumed that Scott was no exception. He was a bit surprised at the serious control he had over his temper though. Tyler would have had his ass for bumping into him back in the day “I’m a hunter… It’s kinda in the job description… I need know who’s who around here and sometimes supernaturals such as yourself aren’t very open when it comes to letting me know. Not that I blame them”