Melissa's POV
Still crying in my arms as I desperately tried to soothe him, my son began screaming, begging for the mother of his child.
"Alison!! Come back! Please!"
My heart ached and broke for my son as I held him closer, trying to sooth his tears and pain, but my nurse side kicked in once I noticed he was starting to have a panic attack.
"Scott, listen to me. You need to breathe." I begged, pulling his face out of my shoulder to hold his shaking body as still as possible before I saw his fangs starting to appear, his ears starting to point upwards, his hair getting more scruffy as well as his claws starting to dig into my humerus's, leading me to wince while I looked him straight in the eyes.
"Scott Michael McCall, look at me." I insisted as Scott's now Alpha Red eyes pierced into my dark brown ones, fangs bared straight at me, even though the panic was still evident in his facial features as my voice went to the professional that works at Beacon Hills Memorial. "Be your own anchor, remember? You Ade stronger them this, and we'll get through it like we do with everything else. Together."
Scott's eyes slowly dimmed to his normal brown as his wolf features went back into his body and then he saw my upper arms with blood trickling out of them and slowly running down to stain my scrubs.
"Oh, God. Mom, I am so sorry, I lost control, and I-I couldn't control myself-"
"Honey, I'm not mad. Nothing antiseptic and bandages can't fix. However, I may need to teach you how to take care of a baby." I explained just as she started fussing in her porta crib. "Can you take her while I go get cleaned up real quick?" I asked, leading him to nod before lifting him into his arms while I went upstairs to change and clean up.
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Alpha Dad
FanfictionTwo weeks after Allison's death, Scott comes to the apartment to grab a jacket he kept forgetting whenever he was over there, little did he know Allison was hiding a secret from him. two weeks before she died, she had a child. his child.
