The Monday after the hunt, Alex walked into the locker room and went to his assigned locker, which he was given yesterday. As he changed into his lacrosse clothes, Scott turned the corner and stopped in his tracks, his eyes widening when he saw Alex.
Alex stood there before Scott with his shirt off, showing his muscles. He was ripped, having six-pack abs and a v-line waist with some serious muscle packed on. Alex looked like he could lift a truck as he put on his shirt and grabbed his pads.
"Hey, Scott," Alex greeted, friendly as Scott just stood there staring at him wide-eyed.
"You okay, Scott?" Alex asked as he put his pads on. "You look like you've seen a ghost," Alex commented as he finished suiting up while Scott stood silently, mouth agape and eyes wide in shock.
Alex gave him a weird look, "Okay... good talk," he said before grabbing his lacrosse stick and walking out of the locker room.
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When practice began, they were doing one-on-one drills. Jackson stood as a defender while Danny was the goalie.
At first, no one could get past Jackson, but now it was Alex's turn.
Alex smirked at Jackson as he stepped up, about to go next.
Jackson growled as he glared at Alex, hatred burning in his eyes as he gripped his lacrosse stick harder.
Coach blew the whistle as Alex scooped up the ball and ran at Jackson, who charged at Alex. Smirking, Alex blitzed to the side at the last second before Jackson hit him, making Jackson stumble. Alex took this chance and shoulder-checked Jackson sending him flying two feet before hitting the ground hard. Alex heard him groan and gasp from having the wind knocked out of him.
Making his way to the goal, Alex feinted a throw before tossing the ball between Danny's legs and scoring, gaining a roar of cheers from players and spectators alike.
When Alex walked past him, Jackson had barely sat up, "What's wrong, Jackson? Find something interesting down there?" Alex asked before smirking as he walked away.
Jackson watched him leave in anger as he smacked the ground before jumping to his feet.
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Alex stood on the field as he watched Scott fail at his attempt to get past Jackson and get laid out. When he got up, he was bent over in pain as the coach came over and said a few words before Scott stood up and ran back to the front of the line.
"McCall's gonna do it again! McCall's gonna do it again!" Coach yelled mockingly as Alex watched Scott line up.
When the whistle blew, Scott charged at Jackson and dipped his shoulder, hitting Jackson right in the shoulder as Jackson was thrown to the ground and gripped his shoulder in pain. Scott also fell to the ground on his hands and knees as everyone ran over to check on Jackson.
Alex stared down at Jackson, clutching his shoulder as he groaned in agony on the ground, before looking up at Scott and Stiles, who ran back to the locker room.
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The next day, Alex was in the garage using workout equipment as he hung from a bar doing pull-ups.
Allison then walked into the garage and stared at Alex's muscly back as he did pull-ups consistently without stopping.
"Hey, Alex," she called out.
"Yeah?" he answered, continuing to do his workout.
"Just wanted to let you know. You, Me, Lydia, Jackson, Scott, and Stiles are going out after the game tomorrow," she said as Alex grunted while doing his pull-ups.
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The Bear of Teen Wolf
FanfictionAlex Argent is the brother of Allison. Unlike his family, Alex was the tallest of all of them, standing at 6'3" as he towered over everyone. And with his hulking physique, he was stronger than most people. He was the youngest and strongest hunter th...