The Pack

Chapter 3: Dinner & Death.

"I don't like this at all." Scott McCall admitted out loud while looking at himself in the mirror of his room. He wore a blue long sleeve shirt, some grey jeans, his hair combed in a good way, he looked good but still did not feel it.

"Oh, come on, be cheerful, you're starting to be like Derek Hale." Liam Dunbar crossed the door, smiling, he was wearing a grey shirt with a leather jacket, some blue jeans and his hair was messy, making him look 'hotter'.

"Don't compare with him." He snarled.

"Ah, we all know, we all are bidding. I mean, Lydia is bidding $20 that Derek will propose Stiles first. I say Stiles will ask Derek out first, for $10." Liam smiled.

"You have been betting?!" Scott jumped.

"Calm down, for God's sake, it's all in fun and stuff." Liam repeated. "You used to be fun, remember? Long, long ago."

Scott mocked his voice. "Yeah, yeah, 'long, long ago', I am fun and all of that. But I just want to know if Derek and Stiles's love can be seen that easily."

"So, you know?"

Scott scoffed. "Of course I know, Liam. I am the Alpha of this pack, maybe not for long but for now, I still am. And of course I know about their love, I mean, sure, Stiles keeps saying that it's all in a game and Derek denies being gay, but I see how they both smell when they are in a room together. Of course, I know."

"Then why try to keep them apart?"

Scott crossed the door, ignored the question asked and sighed. "Are you coming or what?"

Liam smiled, ignoring the complete fact that his Alpha had not answered to him, he looked over his shoulder once more time and went out the door, just thinking in one thing. The dinner.

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All of the Hales where attending it. Even Peter, that rarely went to dinners as he usually just stayed in his room waiting for it to be over. But that dinner was important, it would mark a good or bad thing for them all, the future of both packs were there.

Doctor Alan Deaton was the first to arrive, he dressed in a formal way and was delighted by the smell of meatloaf and pasta, he was polite towards the newcomers and exchanged some compliments with Lydia.

The last to arrive to the scene was Stiles, who just loved to be late, he smiled at the scene of everyone sitting and he looked at the one empty seat. That of course, was next to the one and only Derek Hale. He was more than happy to sit down next to the Sourwolf who was not as excited. A deep and low growl could be heard coming off Scott, who glared at the duo with killing eyes.

"This is a memorable day for both packs. As tradition goes, the Alphas of each Pack will exchange some words before beginning, who wants to start?" Deaton commented with a nice smile on his face.

Talia nodded first and got up. "I, Talia Hale, Alpha of the Hale pack, want to say that I'm very lucky of knowing a pack like this. You might be teenagers right now but you have survived a lot and I truly appreciate you guys becoming one with our own pack, I thank especially Scott, who is letting us take his pack. So, let's hope that by the end of the dinner, this can be official." She smiled and brought her glass up and then, sat down again.

Scott nodded and stood up, when some wolf whistles were heard in part of Stiles, Isaac and Liam. That started to laugh once it ended, Scott himself was restraining from laughing and gave a goofy smile but after a good five minutes, his face became dead serious.