"An alpha that leads by fear will only receive fear. But an alpha that leads with love and respect will earn a pack that will follow them into any battle, no matter what."
"Are you trying to tell me something?"
"I'm trying to tell you you're an a...
"THANK YOU SO much for the ride," Beck thanked once Drew had pulled up to the front of Beacon Memorial Hospital. "And I'm sorry that we didn't get to do what you planned."
"Hey, we still got to hang out," Drew said as he cut the engine off, turning to Beck. "You got to help me with my Spanish. And you got to meet my mom, which I didn't plan for. But..." Drew trailed off as he glanced out the window before turning back to Beck. "I was planning on asking you something."
"Really, what?"
Releasing a breath, Drew ran a hand through his hair. "¿Quieres... ser... mi noche?"
Beck tilted her head as she looked up at Drew. "Do I want to be your night?" Beck translated with a giggle.
"No," Drew groaned, running his hand through his hair again. "Man, I suck at Spanish. No, Beck, I was asking if you wanted to be my girlfriend."
"You're girlfriend?"
Drew nodded as he watched Beck expectantly, waiting for her response. Smiling slowly, Beck nodded her head as Drew smiled back. Leaning forward, Drew cupped Beck's face and pulled her closer, pressing his lips against hers. The pair froze for a moment before both melting into the kiss.
It only ended when Beck's lips began to burn, the spark of Drew's energy passing through the touch, forcing Beck to pull away with a soft yelp. But Drew didn't notice the cry, only looking down at Beck with wide eyes, realization crossing over his face at the fact that he just kissed her.
Moving back, Beck grabbed her bag before gesturing to the car door, her cheeks growing red. "Uh... I... I should go..."
Drew nodded as Beck left, heading into the hospital.
"I am listening," Stilinski shouted at Stiles as Beck entered the hospital, finding the pair arguing in front of her. "I have been listening!"
"You just don't believe," Stiles said as Stilinski shook his head, turning to walk away. His eyes landed on Beck as Stiles continued. "Mom would've believed me."
Beck's eyes widened as Stilinski came to a halt at Stiles's words. Stiles walked away as Stilinski released a sigh.
Awkwardly, Beck stepped closer to Stilinski before deciding it was better not to. Instead, Beck walked around the upset father to follow after the equally upset son.
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BECK SAT ACROSS from Derek, both holding Cora's hand. A white bandage was wrapped around her head to try and stop the bleeding, but she wasn't healing. The constant beep of the heart monitor was the only sound in the room.
Stiles had left to go to the recital. Allison, Isaac, and Argent had found Mr. Westover, dead. The Darach was going after philosophers. It was going after teachers. And at the moment, all the teachers were at the school for the concert.
