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Chapter 177 - Chapter 177: The First Day Back at School

The next morning, Scott and Allison woke up and, after showering together, headed to the pack house for breakfast.

When they arrived, they found Lydia outside feeding and playing with her new pets—the seven supernatural crows.

Scott raised an eyebrow and said. "Good morning, creepy."

Lydia smiled. "Morning, guys."

Allison grinned. "Looks like you're really enjoying your new pets."

Lydia nodded enthusiastically. "Yeah. They're cute—and way smarter than regular crows."

"How so?" Allison asked, intrigued.

"Well, the crows I used to control could only follow my commands. But these ones? They can actually talk to me. And I can understand what they're saying."

Scott blinked. "Wait—talk? Like actual words?"

Lydia shrugged. "It's more like how a three- or four-year-old speaks. They can't form full sentences, but I still get what they mean. For example, they're scared of you."

"Me?" Scott pointed to himself.

Lydia said. "Yes. From what I understand from them, they call you something like a monster. But I told them not to be scared of you and they listened."

Scott smirked. "What if I release my aura right now?"

"Don't you dare." Lydia warned. "They might kill themselves from fear."

Scott laughed. "Relax, I'm just kidding."

Allison giggled. "Come on, let's go get some breakfast. We'll be late for the first day of school."

The three of them went inside, straight to the kitchen, joining the rest of the pack for breakfast before heading out to school.

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At School...

Allison, Lydia, and Kira walked into their AP Biology class and were surprised to see Scott already sitting in the room.

Lydia narrowed her eyes. "Didn't you say you didn't want to be a veterinarian?"

Scott shrugged. "I did."

"Then why are you here?"

"Well." Scott said casually. "I like biology. Plus, Allison is in this class too, so..."

Lydia groaned. "Can't you give her some space?"

"Why would I?" Scott replied with a grin.

"So she doesn't get bored of you."

Allison hugged Scott's arm. "I'll never get bored of him. I don't mind sticking to him 24/7."

Lydia rolled her eyes. "Ugh, you two are so boring."

Just then, Theo walked into the classroom, nodded at Scott, and said with a smile. "Good morning, Scott."

Scott looked up. "Oh, hey... what was your name again?"

Allison smirked. "I think he said his name was Rio."

Scott grinned. "Right. Good morning, Rio."

"It's Theo." Theo said flatly. "My name is Theo."

"Oh." Scott turned back to Allison. "So, what were we talking about before Rio interrupted us?"

Allison smiled. "Don't be rude. He said his name is Leo."

Theo's smile vanished. "Are you doing this on purpose, McCall? Did I offend you or something?"

Scott looked him in the eyes. "Yes. You lied to me yesterday. You do know that guy—Belasko. Don't bother repeating the same bullshit you said before. I'm not buying it. And to be honest? I don't like you. So if you know what's good for you, stay far away from me and my pack. Or you'll regret it."

Theo said nothing and quietly walked to the back of the classroom, taking a seat by himself.

Just then, the teacher entered—and immediately, Scott, Allison, Lydia, and Kira turned their heads toward her.

Allison said telepathically. [Guys… that woman is a werewolf.]

Scott replied. [Yeah. And she's an Alpha too.]

Allison added. [I think I've seen her before… I just can't remember where.]

Lydia chimed in. [Maybe we saw her around town, but she wasn't a werewolf back then, so we didn't pay attention.]

Allison said. [No, that's not it. I'll try to remember where I saw her.]

Kira asked. [What should we do about her?]

Scott looked at the woman, thoughtful. 'She's the Alpha of the pack known as The Primal. I don't know much about her, so I should talk to her.'

Then he said telepathically. [Let's talk to her after class. She definitely knows we sensed her.]

The teacher, who introduced herself as Mrs. Finch, instantly realized that Scott and the girls recognized what she was the moment they stared at her as she walked into the classroom. Still, she tried to act as if nothing had happened.

At the end of class, everyone left the classroom—except for Scott, Allison, Lydia, Kira, and the teacher.

Mrs. Finch looked at Scott calmly and asked. "What can I do for you?"

Scott got straight to the point. "Who are you? And what are you doing here?"

Mrs. Finch gave a faint smile. "I'm a teacher. So… I'm here to teach."

Scott narrowed his eyes. "Don't play dumb. I knew you were an Alpha werewolf the moment you walked in. And I'm pretty sure you know who I am, so I'll ask again—who are you really, and why are you in my territory?"

Mrs. Finch asked. "Can't I live in Beacon Hills if I'm a werewolf?"

"Not if it means putting innocent people in danger." Scott said firmly.

"I would never harm any..."

Allison cut in suddenly. "Scott, I remember her. She's the alpha of a pack named The Primal. I saw her in Deucalion's memories when I read them."

Scott turned toward Allison. "Tell me about her and her pack."

Allison nodded. "According to Deucalion's memories, the Primal Pack has lived in Beacon Hills for years. But they've forsaken everything that connects them to humanity—no technology, no rules, no morals. They embrace pure animal instinct and are known to kill any living creature they come across, just to feed their wolf nature."

Scott's eyes glowed red as he turned back to Mrs. Finch. "Then I can't allow a dangerous pack like that to remain in Beacon Hills."

Mrs. Finch's breath caught in her throat. She could feel how powerful Scott was—and the girls beside him weren't giving her any comfort either.

"T-Those are just rumors." She said quickly. "Lies we let spread so people would leave us alone. Yes, we hunt—but only animals. Deer, mostly. We just like to live simply, close to nature. We've never hurt a human."

Scott's red eyes faded, his tone relaxing slightly. "I listened to your heartbeat just now. You weren't lying."

He stood. "Let's go, girls."

Mrs. Finch blinked. "That's it?"

"As long as you don't hurt innocent people or cause trouble for me or my pack." Scott said. "Then you won't have a problem with us. Have a good day, Mrs. Finch."

With that, Scott and the girls left the classroom, leaving the teacher letting out a long sigh of relief.

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Later, at lunch break...

Scott and Stiles were walking toward the cafeteria when they noticed Liam arguing with a girl near the lockers.

Scott put an arm around Liam's shoulders. "What's this? Puppy love?"

The girl rolled her eyes, snorted, and walked off.

Stiles chuckled. "Aren't you gonna chase after your girlfriend?"

Liam groaned. "She's not my girlfriend. She hates me. This morning, she stuck gum to my chair and ruined my pants, and she said that was just the start."

Scott raised an eyebrow. "What did you do to make her hate you so much?"

Liam scratched the back of his neck. "Back in sixth grade, I was fighting with another student and she tried to break up the fight."

Stiles said. "Then what happened?"

Liam continued. "Well, you guys know about my anger issues. So when she broke up the fight, I didn't even realize until I punched her in the face and broke her nose."

Stiles winced. "Oof. No wonder she hates you."

Liam said. "That's not why she hates me. When I punched her, she became so angry that she punched me back, breaking my nose as well to get even. Unfortunately for us, this happened right before school picture day, and both Hayden and I had our yearbook photos taken with black eyes and taped noses. That's why she really hates me."

Scott laughed. "Tough break, man. But honestly? I think she likes you. So be a man and ask her out."

Then Scott lowered his voice. "Also... Liam, she seems to be a chimera too, so I want you to keep an eye on her."

Liam blinked. "Really? I didn't even notice."

Stiles shook his head. "Scott and I noticed the moment we saw her. You should start using your wolf senses more often."

Scott clapped Liam on the back. "Come on. Let's go eat."

And just like that, Scott and his pack made it through their first day back at school.

To be continued… 😊

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