Teen Wolf: Alpha Reborn

Scott woke up to find his room in chaos, clothes scattered everywhere, furniture out of place, but his attention was drawn to Allison peacefully sleeping on his chest. A soft smile formed on his lips as he decided to stay still, not wanting to wake her. He thought to himself. 'Last night was wild.' 

Moments later, Allison stirred and opened her eyes. 

"Good morning." Scott said with a gentle smile. 

"Good morning." She replied, her voice still groggy. 

Scott tilted his head slightly. "How are you feeling? Are you still sad about... you know?" 

Allison smiled faintly. "No, I'm okay now. She wasn't the Kate I loved anymore; she'd become a monster. I should've realized that sooner. Let's not talk about her anymore." 

Scott smirked mischievously. "Alright, then should we talk about how wild you were yesterday? I didn't know you had that side in you." 

Allison's cheeks flushed red as she glared at him. "We are never talking about that again!" 

"What? But I liked wild Allison." Scott teased. "I think I'd like to see her more often." 

Her blush deepened as she tried to look away. "Nope! You'll never see her again." 

Scott laughed, flipping Allison onto her back and pinning her down as he started tickling her. 

She burst into laughter, trying to squirm away. "Stop... hahahaha... please, stop!" 

"Not until you promise I'll see wild Allison from time to time." He said with a playful grin. 

"Fine! Just stop!" Allison gasped between laughs. 

Scott stopped and gazed at her, her cheeks flushed and her hair a mess. He gently fixed her hair and said. "I love you, Allison." 

Her smile softened as she replied. "I love you too." 

Their lips met in a tender kiss, and one thing led to another as they shared another passionate morning. 

---

After a quick shower and tidying up Scott's room, they headed downstairs for breakfast. As they ate, Allison looked around and asked. "So... we're the only ones in the house. Do you think they heard us last night?" 

Scott raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?" 

Allison's face turned pale. "This is bad. I don't care about the others, but what if my dad heard us too?" 

Scott chuckled. "Now you're worried? Why didn't you think about that yesterday?" 

"Shut up!" She retorted, glaring at him. "Just tell me how I'm supposed to face him now." 

"Easy. Act like nothing happened." Scott said with a shrug. "Besides, he won't say anything to you. He'll probably just take his anger out on me. Now, let's go, we're going to be late for school." 

---

During lunch at the cafeteria, Melissa reached out to Scott telepathically. 

[Scott, I found a ranch that I think is perfect.] 

[Where is it, and how big?] Scott replied. 

[It's near the Beacon Hills Preserve, covering about 1,500 acres.] Melissa said. 

[How much does it cost?] 

[It's a bit pricey, $12 million. But it's worth it. You should come and see it before someone else buys it.] 

[Alright, I'll come check it out.] Scott agreed. 

Turning to Allison, he said. "Mom found a ranch she thinks is perfect. Want to come check it out with me?" 

"Sure." Allison said, nodding. 

Stiles, sitting nearby, chimed in. "What about me, buddy? I want to come too!" 

Scott grinned. "Tomorrow's a school-free day. You and the rest of the pack can come check it out if we decide to buy it." 

After saying their goodbyes, Scott and Allison left to meet Melissa. 

---

When they arrived at the ranch, they found Melissa and another woman waiting for them at the gate. Getting out of the car, Scott and Allison walked over. 

Melissa smiled. "Hey, lovebirds. Did you have fun last night?" 

Allison's face turned scarlet as she hid behind Scott, while he remained unfazed. He kissed Melissa on the cheek before turning to the other woman. "Is this the owner?" 

Melissa shook her head. "No, this is Rebecca, the real estate agent." 

Scott and Allison greeted Rebecca, who smiled warmly. "Let me show you around." She said, leading them to her car. 

The first stop was an open field with cattle grazing. 

"What's with the cattle?" Scott asked. 

Rebecca replied. "The owners want to sell the herd along with the ranch." 

"How many are there?" 

"It's a herd of 140 Angus cattle." Rebecca explained. "This is primarily a beef ranch. There's also a smaller flock of sheep, about 60, but they were only added recently." 

As they drove further, a grand mansion came into view. Rebecca gestured toward it. "That's the main house 8,000 square feet, two stories, 10 bedrooms, and seven bathrooms. It's fully equipped for comfort and luxury." 

Scott and Allison exchanged a look of curiosity and excitement as they followed Rebecca into the mansion. After exploring the it, Scott and Allison nodded in satisfaction. 

Rebecca smiled. "Now, let me show you the lake house." 

Scott raised an eyebrow. "There's a lake here?" 

Rebecca nodded. "It's an artificial lake, about five acres in size." 

Scott smirked. "So, a pond?" 

Rebecca laughed. "Technically, yes. But it's deep, stocked with fish, and has its own charm. Trust me, you'll love it." 

She drove them to the lake, where the serene water reflected the sky like a mirror. Nestled near the shore was a charming 3,000-square-foot lake house with large windows and a wraparound porch. Scott and Allison explored the property, taking in the peaceful surroundings. 

"This is perfect." Allison said. 

Rebecca added. "The ranch is fully operational. It's equipped for cattle ranching and includes all the necessary equipment. It's not just a home, it's a business. Originally priced at $16 million, the owners are now asking for $12 million." 

Scott frowned slightly. "That's a big drop. Did they tell you why they're selling?" 

Rebecca hesitated, then sighed. "Yes. Two days ago, the owner, his wife, and his brother called me here and asked me to sell the ranch for $15 million. They told me there's been a creature stealing their cattle. When they tried to ambush it and kill it, they discovered it was a massive dog, or wolf-like creature with no fur and glowing eyes. They said their rifles couldn't penetrate its skin. They believe it's a chupacabra and insisted I inform any potential buyers about it because they didn't want to have a guilty conscience." 

Allison raised an eyebrow. "A chupacabra?"

Rebecca nodded. "That's what they called it. This morning, they called me and asked to meet downtown. When I saw them, they looked terrified and asked me to lower the price to $12 million and sell the ranch quickly. They told me they heard terrifying roars and sounds of a beast fighting in the woods last night."

Scott, Allison, and Melissa exchanged knowing looks, realizing the ranch owners had likely overheard their battle with the Cerberus pack the night before. 

Scott cleared his throat. "We'll buy the ranch." 

Rebecca smiled. "Great. Let's go meet the owners, they're in town waiting for us." 

---

The purchase went smoothly, with Melissa's name added to the deed as the official owner. The previous owners, visibly relieved, quickly packed their belongings and left Beacon Hills. 

Back at home, the three sat in the living room. 

Scott chuckled. "You know, if I'd shown up in my werewolf form and scared them a little more, we might've gotten the ranch for less." 

Melissa shot him a stern look. "No, Scott. They seemed like good people, and $12 million for that ranch is already a bargain." 

Scott nodded. "You're right. By the way, Mom, what are you planning to do with the cattle and sheep herds?"

Melissa smiled. "Since I quit my job as a nurse, I don't have much to do except learning from Deaton occasionally. I'm going to keep the cattle and see if I can become a successful beef rancher. It's a good business, and, more importantly, I love it."

Scott returned her smile. "I love animals too. Let's make it a family business and give it our best shot."

Allison grinned. "Count me in. But we should probably deal with that chupacabra or whatever it is first."

Scott nodded. "We'll move there tomorrow, and then we'll handle it."

Melissa stood up. "Alright, let's start packing."

Scott paused. "What are you going to do with this house, Mom?"

Melissa thought for a moment. "Maybe sell it, unless you want to keep it."

Scott shook his head. "No, just sell it."

---

The next day, with the pack's help, Scott and Melissa moved into their new home. To celebrate, Scott butchered a bull, and they hosted a barbecue. 

Chris and Victoria joined the gathering. While everyone was in good spirits, Chris couldn't stop glaring at Scott. 

Sensing the tension, Scott walked over with a grin. "What do you think, Uncle Chris? This ranch is a great place to raise kids, don't you think? You and Victoria could build a house here and move in to help us raise your future grandchildren." 

Chris's jaw tightened. "That's it. I'm going to kill you, you little punk!" 

Scott laughed and bolted toward Allison, shouting. "Allison, help! Your dad wants to kill me!" 

The pack erupted into laughter as Chris gave chase, muttering threats under his breath.