Red Ribbon ✦ 1

Chapter 2

You're my girl remember, I'll do anything for you to keep you happy and safe."

She pulls Stiles down closer for another kiss. When they part Malia giggles a bit and he smiles.

"I want you to teach me some other things." she says as she taps his cheek with one of her claws,

"I see you've gotten good at that." he says,

"Practice with Scott but I want you to teach me control."

Stiles laughs a bit,

"Very funny Malia but I'm not the werecoyote in the room. To hell I'm not supernatural at all."

"Well you kind of were when you were a Nogitsune."

"That's different, I was possessed. It wasn't actually me who was controlling Oliver and having him hold a drill over you pretty little head."

Malia got off the bed and stood in front of Stiles,

"Okay but I know you taught Scott to control his anger by tying his hands behind his back and hitting him with lacrosse balls."

"Yea I kind of did but that doesn't mean I'm going to hit you with lacrosse balls. How do you know about that anyway?"

"Scott told me."

"Well he obviously forgot to mention that around that time I was also mad at him so that 'practice' was part revenge."

"Sure but you did teach him. Which means you can teach me."

Stiles sighs and gets up placing his hands on Malia's hips,

"Scott's the alpha, your alpha."

"Yes he has been teaching me control but I trust you have better methods. Please Stiles."

Malia lifts her arms and places her hands together as if she was gonna pray. Instead she began pleading with Stiles bending down a bit.

"Okay fine I'll help you control your anger."

She jumped up a bit then walked passed him towards the bed.

"So what's first?" she asks,

"This." says Stiles,

Malia turned around still smiling to face Stiles. When she turned around Stiles slapped her across the face. Since the slap was so un-expected her head turned a bit. Her hair covered her face and when she looked back at Stiles her claws were out, fangs were showing and her eyes glowed blue.

"And you failed." says Stiles in a calm voice,

Malia blinked and her eyes turned back to normal. Her claws and teeth retracted and she stared at Stiles.

"What?" she asked confused,

"You want me to teach you to control your anger which I will and you just failed me and got angry, really angry by the way."

"No duh, you just slapped me."

She shoved Stiles back in a playful/serious manner,

"Yes and you got mad. See that's the difference."

"What difference?"

Malia sits back on the bed and lies down. Soon after Stiles lies down next to her. And she turns her head to face him.

"The pack teaches you to control your anger by hitting you or fighting with you. That way you know hits are coming and can better control you anger. What happens if you suddenly got mad? Huh, what if someone else slapped you at school. You would have lashed out like you just did exposing yourself."