Scallison Oneshots

Angels Part 2

ONESHOT #40 PEOPLE! WHOOO!

DAY 10:

Allison awkwardly walked into her father's home. It was so familiar that it felt as if she lived here as well. She looked around, smiling at the pictures of her, her mother and father. Those were the day's before she had gotten her wings. Her mother's wings clearly tucked away inside her body. Something that took years of concentration to do.

"So Chris is your dad?" Scott asked as he came up behind her, staring at her wings in awe. She nodded.

"You can touch one if you want." Allison smirked as she fluttered her wings at him. He blushed before slowly reaching out his hand and running his fingers down one soft white feathered wing.

"Their so soft." He said as he stared wide eye'd at her wing and then to his hand and back again. She snorted.

"Yes they are. Only the finest groomers are allowed to take care them." Allison said in a fake haughty voice. Scott looked up at her in surprise as she turned around.

"Who grooms them?" Scott asked making her laugh again.

"No one, you dork. They're naturally like this." She said. Scott gave her an offended look.

"How was I supposed to know, I have claws, not wings." He scoffed. Allison gave he a look.

"Claws? Are you a werewolf?" She asked. Scott nodded.

"Your father's a hunter." Allison nodded. She knew that her father hunted werewolves that hurt innocent people, and as of recently he had been hunting other creatures that had been hurting innocent people.

"Yes, I know." She said. It was awkwardly silent for a few seconds after that.

"Uhm.... I could go set up the guest room for you if you want. You are going to be staying right?" Scott asked. She nodded.

"I will be staying, if that's alright with you. And no, I don't need you to set up the guest room, I have my own." She smiled.

"Alright. Well, I'll be down here if you need me." Scott smiled. She smiled back before heading upstairs. She she got up she retracted her wings and flopped back on the bed with a heavy sigh. Scott was her soul mate. Angels only had one soul mate and she had finally found her mate..... a werewolf she had met because he was house sitting for her father. She was doomed. Seriously doomed.

Scott flopped back on the couch just had Allison had done on her bed upstairs. He had felt a tingling shock as he touch Allison's ironically feather soft wings earlier. She was his mate. Wolves mated for life and she was his one. How was he going to tell her without being weird? He only had three day's tops to tell her before Chris came back and he would lose his chance. He'd better act fast or he was going to lose his mate. Scott groaned. Why did Chris Argent's daughter have to be his mate?