Chapter 6

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EM Clothes
Scott's POV

"Let me guess," I replied. "Allison Argent."

"No. Alli... How did you know?! Did she visit you?"

"No. Aiden told me and he is bringing her to the celebration to surprise Lydia and celebrate Lydia's success with us."

"So Aiden knows she was following him. Good to know." Stiles responded. "But when were you going to tell me? I had to find out from surveillance alerting us that Aiden was being followed."

"If you were part of my Pack I would have told you but since you are part of Derek's Pack and Cora can get you to reveal your darkest secrets..."

"Come on, Scott. It only happened once."

"So you say," I said. "Look, I need you to keep this from Derek until I tell him in a few hours. It's been a few years since Allison was in Beacon Hills but..."

"I got you but don't worry. The Pack turned down your invitation because of a pack thing that I thankfully can do without. They'll be in the Preserve the whole night, Braeden is looking after the kids."

I breathed a sigh of relief. That was good news.

"Hey, do you know that Danny ran a background check on Allison?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah, it's just a precaution. Aiden is handling it, though."

"You know, I miss your trust in people sometimes."

"So do I, brother. So do I. But after everything that's happened..." I trailed off. "Look, I've got to go. Aiden is handling everything so don't worry about it."

"Alright. Send my regards."

With that, I focused on the outfits before me.

"When do you want it delivered, sir?" Ben asked.

"I don't want it delivered. I'm going to leave here wearing it." I said.

"Alright, sir. I'll have Ciara fit it for you once you have chosen." Ben replied and went to say something hesitantly but stopped himself.

"What is it, Ben?"

"Uh, sir, would you mind if I ask if we have anything to worry about with an Argent in town? I didn't mean to..."

"Don't worry about it, just remember not to repeat anything you heard. You...."

My response was cut off by my phone ringing. I chose the outfit I liked best which Ben took to Ciara who already had my measurements before I answered the call.

"She's not a threat." Aiden greeted me with these words. "I can guess at least two of the reasons why I'm handling the background check so I won't tell you the details, just that she's not a threat."

"Thanks, Aiden. I really appreciate the heads up."

"Where are you? Everyone except you and our ladies has arrived."

"I'm at EM. My zipper broke..."

"Really? With the kind of quality we wear, that should be next to impossible. Except if..."

"I'll be there soon." I cut him off and then ended the call.

"Would you like to purchase anything to go with the outfit, sir?" Ben asked upon his return.

"Yes. But first, don't worry about the Argent. Now, show me the best shoes to go with my outfit."
TRANSITION
Spa of Reyes
Allison's POV

First, the spa looked more like a nature lover's beautiful home somewhere in a nature preserve and that was probably because it was at the edge of Beacon Hills Preserve and a little into the Preserve.

And was mostly made of organic material or at least that's what I was told while we signed in and everything supported what I was told.

The air, the atmosphere, of the spa was refreshing and relaxing and promised to have you forget the outside world if you gave it a chance.

I was asked if there was anything I was allergic to and if I had migraines to say which scents triggered it and a few more health-wise questions and possible complications, while Aiden disappeared for some time before I was allowed in.

Once I was allowed in Aiden led me to a room similar to a locker room although far fresher.

"This is where we leave the outside world," He said while putting his car keys, phone, shoes and socks, wallet and watch on a section of a shelf before I heard the sound of a camera click. "And that is the sound of an automatic state of the art camera taking a photo of my handsome face and sending it to the security office where it will be logged and kept until I return to get my things and leave.

If someone tries to take my things or snoop their photo will be taken and then matched with the one in the database to check if that is the section they left their belongings and if it doesn't match this room will be locked down before the thief escapes.

Just so you know, though, the security room has a three hundred and sixty degrees view of the entire room and it's more secure than most banks but don't tell anyone because the document you signed at the reception contains an NDA."

"What!?" I was shocked.

"Don't worry, there's a way around the NDA. You'll be given a copy that you can take home when you sign out so check it out." Aiden assured but I was not assured. "You have to understand that this isn't just an ordinary spa, Allison. This is a spa where you can be yourself just as I am being myself."

As Aiden said "being myself", his voice deepened and his eyes suddenly glowed werewolf Alpha red while claws took the place of his nails and toenails and fangs replaced his human canines and other teeth but his stubble facial hair remained the same although his ears became werewolf pointy.

I immediately distanced myself from him while my hand reached for the mini-crossbow in my handbag.

"Relax, will you. Conflict of any kind is forbidden here." Aiden informed me. "If you want to fight I can organise a fight for you. I know an underground cage fight club with some of the best fighters in the county but weapons are not allowed and neither is killing.

Anyway, put your things away and meet me on the balcony on the second floor for introductions."

With that, Aiden left like nothing happened, all werewolfed out and proud. And an Alpha werewolf.

I wondered if this was how Scott was now, werewolf and proud, not thinking about the possibility that he was dead.

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