Alpha Dad

Chapter 8

I know Derek technically shouldn't be in here, but it's a AU.

And now, on with the story!

Scott's POV.

I was able to finish my history and algebra homework before Chloe had woken up from her nap, and now she was once again kicking the piano attachment attached to her play mat, having the time of her life, while I was laying on my stomach beside her, working on my biology homework, while Mom actually made dinner, when dinner was normally stuff she could just heat up or takeout.

Just as I was finishing, the doorbell rang, and I stood up, making sure to keep a eye on Chlo while opening the door.

"Hey, Scott." Stiles' Dad smiled politely while Stiles just got right to the point, leading to a light smack on the back of the head from his father.

"Where's Chloe?" 

"She's right over there on her play mat." I told them, moving out of the door so Stiles could get to her, closing the door behind them while Stiles laid on the floor, watching her kick the piano attachment and squealing.

"Oh my gosh, I might die." Stiles spoke, his voice getting choked up, as I lifted her into my arms, holding her rattle, which she had basically since she was born, and she took it from me immediately and started playing with it before I placed her into Stiles' arms.

"I'm actually gonna cry. She's so beautiful." Stiles spoke, his eyes filling with tears of joy as he held her close to his chest. "Hey, kiddo. I'm your Uncle Stiles. God, I just wanna cuddle you forever."

Mom came in the room just in time to see my best friend holding Chloe, almost crying herself before wrapping her arms around my torso while Stiles and Noah slid her into Noah's arms, which made me swallow harshly, wanting to go help, and then I noticed my Mom was holding me back cause she knew they wouldn't drop her, but I wasn't used to anyone except myself or my Mom holding my child.

About ten minutes of Sheriff Stilinski fawning over her, she was safety in my arms again, which lead me to let out a sigh of relief before I took her to her room, lulling her to sleep before grabbing the baby monitor and coming back downstairs, having a fun, normal night, eating lasagna and laughing with Stiles over something that had happened at school.

God, I had missed this.

-THE NEXT DAY-

"Oh, my god,  Chlo." I spoke, throwing her diaper in the hamper beside her changing table, slipping the clean diaper under her legs while she sucked on her rattle. "That is the worst diaper you've had." I insisted, sliding a onesie over her head, buttoning the bottom and slipping her booties on, before grabbing the bottle off her drawer, slipping it into her mouth and she started sucking a lot out.

"Now, you're gonna be a good girl and take your nap while Dada has his meeting with Derek, Maila, Lydia, Uncle Stiles, Issac and Kira, right?" I asked quietly, her eyes closing right in front of me, and I pulled the bottle out of her mouth, gently rubbing her back after throwing the spit up cloth on my shoulder, and she surprisingly didn't spit that much up.

I laid her down in her crib, making sure she was settled, before making sure my advanced hearing was working before going downstairs where Stiles already was and the others were just starting to get here.

Shortly after everyone got there, I started the meeting.

"I know that with Issac leaving in two weeks with Chris, Aiden's and..." I stopped, started to get chocked up, but swallowing it down. "Allison's death, we've all needed time to cope. However, the time for mourning our fallen and leaving pack members is over. They always will be a part of the pack, and we will never forget them. But we need to be prepared for whatever is gonna happen next. Deaton said when Allison, Stiles and myself made the sacrifice to find the Nematon, that it would turn Beacon Hills into a beacon for the supernatural. If we thought the Oni and the Nogitsune were the worst thing we've ever seen, then we need to prepare for hell on earth. Issac?" I asked, moving away from the center of the room to let him speak.

However, right as I was sitting down, I heard the noise I prayed to god wouldn't have happened while they were here. Chloe had woken up.

"What's that noise?" Maila asked, perking up as she and Derek stood up, sniffing the air, and before I could answer, Derek was already going up the stairs with Maila on his tail.

"Guys, stop!" I yelled, running up the stairs after them, hearing the rest of our pack behind me, but when we got up there, they had already found her, and I was pressed up against the wall by Derek.

"What the hell, Scott?! When were you gonna tell us?! Were you going to tell us?!"

"Get off of me!" I yelled as I saw Maila exit the room with a now calm Chloe, sucking on her rattle.

"I want answers, now, Scott! We are your family!" He growled, bringing his bright blue eyes and fangs into play. "Start talking!"