Teen Wolf: Alpha Reborn-Chapter 138: Mr. Big Bad Wolf

Scott woke up in the lake house with Allison, the morning sunlight streaming through the windows. They lay in bed together, wrapped in each other's arms, simply enjoying the warmth and comfort of being close.

Allison looked up at him and asked softly. "Are you still in a bad mood?" freёwebnoѵel.com

Scott, gently playing with her hair, shook his head. "No. I was just a little frustrated yesterday because of those damn bloodsuckers. But I'm good now."

Allison raised an eyebrow. "A little frustrated? You looked really angry. Anyway, like I told you yesterday, those vampires aren't just your problem, they're the pack's problem. So don't stress too much. We'll find them eventually."

Scott leaned down and kissed her. "I know I'm not alone. It's just... the fact that we couldn't find them and deal with the threat quickly—it got to me a bit. But I'm in a great mood now. Thanks to you."

He smirked, then pulled her into a deep kiss. "Yesterday was fun, wasn't it?"

Allison rolled her eyes, though a smile tugged at her lips. "Okay, I admit it, yesterday was fun. But doing it in the woods? That was so embarrassing. And you were a little too rough."

Scott scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry... did I hurt you or anything? You should've told me. I would've stopped."

Allison smiled and shook her head. "No, you didn't hurt me. In fact... I liked it when you were rough. We should do that again sometime. Just... not in the woods. I was worried someone would see us."

Scott grinned. "Then how about we do it right now?"

Allison gave him a playful, charming smile. "We shouldn't, Mr. Wolf. We need to go to school."

Scott looked at her with a mischievous smirk. "We still have plenty of time before school, my dear."

Allison bit her lip, her voice a sultry whisper. "Oh... why are your eyes glowing, Mr. Wolf?"

Scott grinned, his eyes glowing red. "All the better to see you with, my dear."

His hands trailed up her thighs, slow and deliberate, as she arched into his touch.

Allison's breath hitched. "What big hands you have, Mr. Wolf."

Scott chuckled darkly, his fingers skimming higher. "All the better to touch you with, my dear."

She shivered as his palms slid beneath the delicate fabric, his grip possessive yet tender.

Allison gasped as he bit her neck. "W-What big teeth you have, Mr. Wolf..."

Scott growled against her skin, his voice rough with desire. "All the better to eat you with, my dear."

A wicked grin spread across her face as she pushed him back onto the bed, straddling him with playful dominance.

Leaning down, her lips brushing his ear, Allison whispered, "Then show me, Mr. Big Bad Wolf. Show me how bad you can be."

Scott flipped her beneath him, he growled. "Oh, I'll show you just how bad I can be."

Scott leaned in and gave Allison a deep, possessive kiss. With that, words dissolved into gasps, teasing melted into pleading, and Allison learned exactly what happens when you play with the Big Bad Wolf, and she loved every second of it.

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Scott and Allison left the lake house after taking a shower and headed to the pack house to have breakfast with the rest of the pack.

As they walked into the kitchen, they found Melissa cooking, while Lydia, Cora, Erica, and Malia were already seated at the table, chatting.

Lydia looked at Allison with a teasing smile. "Did you lose Scott this morning or something? Because you woke me up shouting his name."

Allison, unfazed by Lydia's teasing, replied with a smirk, "Nope. He was right beside me, or on top of me, to be precise. We were just... lost in our feelings. And hey, maybe you should stop eavesdropping. We were at the lake house, after all."

Lydia grinned. "I just thought you needed a little help handling Mr. Big Bad Wolf, that's all."

Allison sat beside the girls and smiled. "Trust me, I don't need help with that. I can handle Scott on my own. And seriously, you really need to stop eavesdropping."

Lydia gave her a mock gasp. "The Allison I remember would've turned red and run off by now. Since when did you become so shameless?"

Allison laughed. "Since I met you."

Scott just shook his head and walked over to Melissa, joining her to help with the cooking.

Soon, the rest of the pack filtered into the kitchen and gathered around the table. Chris and Victoria also arrived from their home, joining everyone for breakfast.

While they were eating, Scott looked at Deaton and said. "Hey Doc, I need you to make a lot of mountain ash."

Deaton raised a brow. "What for?"

"Agisa said Victor has a shadow teleportation ability." Scott explained. "We don't know how far he can teleport with it."

Chris nodded in understanding. "So you want to trap him inside a mountain ash barrier to stop him from escaping?"

"Exactly." Scott said. "I don't want to give him any chance to run. The moment we find him, I want to kill him."

Lydia tilted her head curiously. "By the way, how do you make mountain ash?"

Deaton replied. "It's simple. You just burn the wood from a mountain ash tree, also known as a Rowan tree, and collect the ash."

"Got it." Lydia said, nodding.

Melissa chimed in. "Then I'll go with Alan and help him. We should bring Agisa, too. Since she's made it her mission to protect the forest, she probably knows where to find the right trees."

Victoria glanced at Melissa. "Chris and I will come with you as well."

Just then, Peter arrived at the ranch. After parking his car in front of the pack house, he noticed the door was open. He knocked and called out. "Excuse me, anyone home?"

From the kitchen, Derek's voice responded. "Peter, come on in."

Peter walked into the kitchen with a smile, but his grin quickly faded when he saw Victoria staring at him with a sinister smirk. He coughed awkwardly and quickly moved to stand behind Derek.

Derek raised an eyebrow. "What do you want, Peter?"

Peter feigned offense. "What? Can't I visit my favorite nephew and niece?"

Cora snorted. "Cut the crap, Peter. What do you really want?"

Peter sighed and turned to Scott. "I heard your angry howl yesterday."

Scott narrowed his eyes. "And?"

Peter leaned casually against the counter. "I guess something got you angry, and I know what it is. A vampire, right? You haven't found him yet, have you?"

Scott replied. "Yeah. So what?"

Peter smiled. "What if I told you I caught the vampire?"

Scott smirked. "Oh, you caught the vampire? Alright then, let's get to the point, what do you want?"

Peter said. "I want to join your pack."

Scott looked at him for a while, silent. Peter began to sweat slightly, shifting uncomfortably under the weight of Scott's gaze. Finally, Scott shook his head.

"Catching a vampire isn't enough, Peter."

Peter frowned. "Then what do I have to do?"

Scott said. "Until Cora and Derek forgive you for what you did, and until I believe I can trust you, you're not joining this pack."

Peter let out a long sigh. "Like I've said a thousand times, killing Laura wasn't something I planned. I lost control. And how exactly am I supposed to earn your trust?"

Scott shrugged. "Figure it out yourself. If I were you, I'd start with Derek and Cora."

Peter glanced at Derek, then at Cora, but before he could say anything, she growled at him. Peter scratched the back of his head and muttered. "This is going to be tough."

Stiles said. "Anyway, Peter, you can figure out how to win Cora and Derek over later. Right now, tell us about the vampire, how did you catch him?"

Peter nodded. "Last night, I was about to go into a bar when I overheard someone inside asking about me. I got suspicious, so I hid and waited. When the guy came out, I followed him down a dark alley. He didn't know what I was, he thought I was a normal human and tried to compel me. I played along, and when he told me to follow him and turned his back to me, I snapped his neck. Then I took him to my place and tied him up real good. Once his neck healed, I started asking questions. Turns out, he was turned just a few days ago by some woman named Karen."

Stiles let out a sigh. "So, just another lesser vampire. But that makes four generals now: Harris, John, Frank, and now this Karen. Just how many of these bloodsuckers are out there?"

Peter blinked. "Wait, you're saying there are more than two vampires in town?"

Stiles nodded. "Yep. So far, we know of sixteen vampires in Beacon Hills, including the one you caught. five of them can walk in daylight, and one of them is an ancient vampire. He's the one who turned all the others."

Isaac added. "Actually, there were twenty-six. But Derek and Braeden killed ten yesterday."

Peter looked at Scott. "So that angry howl I heard last night wasn't because you hadn't caught the vampire, it was because there are too many of them here."

Scott nodded. "Exactly. Anyway, where's the vampire you caught?"

"He's in my car." Peter replied. "I broke his neck again before coming here."

Scott turned to Stiles. "Control the vampire with one of your fireflies and make him go back to gather all his bloodsucking friends tonight. We'll go after them tonight and hopefully catch that Karen woman. As for you, Peter... I suggest you leave town for a month or two. I don't know why they're looking for you, but I'm sure it's not for anything good."

Peter said. "You don't have to tell me twice. But someone's gonna have to take me to the airport."

Cora scoffed. "Coward."

Peter asked. "Would you let me stay here with you guys? I promise I'll help you fight the vampires."

Scott shook his head. "You can't stay here, Peter. I don't trust you that much."

Peter sighed and looked at Cora. "Then call me whatever you want. I'm not staying in town to fight sixteen vampires—including an ancient one—by myself. Now, someone please take me to the airport, I don't want those bloodsuckers catching me on the road."

"I'll do it." Derek said.

Afterward, they stepped outside the pack house. Scott instructed Peter to drive his car into the barn and release the vampire there—that way, the vampire wouldn't burn to ashes in the sunlight.

Once Peter pulled into the barn, he opened the trunk of his car and pulled out the unconscious vampire, handing him over to Stiles. Without another word, he climbed back into his car and drove off with Derek and Braeden, heading toward the airport.

Stiles took control of the vampire using one of his fireflies, which slipped into the creature's ear. When the vampire woke up, dazed and disoriented, Stiles gave a simple command.

"Wait here until dark. Then go back and gather your bloodsucking friends tonight."

The vampire nodded, now fully under Stiles' control, and retreated into the shadows of the barn to wait for nightfall.

With that handled, the pack went about their day, some headed to school, while others joined Deaton and Melissa in the forest to collect mountain ash.

To be continued... 😊