The smell of arousal is something you're used to by now. Being in a pack full of couples, it tends to be a scent you catch quite often. Like right now you can smell arousal but you're sat in the cafeteria with the pack, so it's not like you can pinpoint who it's coming from unless you go around asking or getting in people faces. Not to mention you're in a room full of constantly horny teens so by this point you'd learnt to just ignore it.

You were currently perched on the end of Scott's knee, eating your fries. However unbeknown to you, the arousal was coming from somewhere a lot closer to you.

Scott stared at your back as you leant over to grab some more fries. From the position you were in he could see the outline of your body, but what actually had him almost shifting in the middle of the cafeteria, was the fact that your ass was staring him in the face. Today you'd chose a simple comfortable outfit that consisted of high waist boyfriend jeans with high waist white Calvin Klein undies that were peeking out the top of your jeans, with a matching Calvin Klein sports bra and a cropped light pink Nike hoodie.

Every time you leant over he'd have a very vivid vision of you in your Calvin Klein set, bent over for him. It was a form of torture Scott was very clearly struggling with. He could feel his wolf clawing from the inside, begging to be let out to claim his mate. The more time you left the bond incomplete the worse it seemed to get for him.

So when he thought the torture couldn't get any worse he was proven very wrong.

You stood up to take your tray away but heard a little clicking sound near your feet. Quickly realising your shoelaces had come out your shoe. You bent down, shoving the laces back in with a grunt. You had no idea but this literally had Scott's eyes glowing red as he tried to hold down his wolf.

To a wolf, this very much looked like an invitation, however, to a human it looked very innocent. Jackson looked over to Lydia but quickly caught sight of Scott's red eyes. His eyes widened before he looked at you to see what was wrong and when he looked it clicked he quickly nudged Ethan and nodded to Scott with wide eyes.

Ethan shot out his chair startling you into standing up straight. Ethan ran over to Scott and grabbed him, quickly and efficiently dragging him outside the school entrance. Jackson followed quickly leaving you stood there puzzled. Stiles frowned at Lydia and you who shrugged, before following the other boys.

Outside Scott was growling and trying to get back into the cafeteria. Jackson and Ethan held him back as Stiles ran out the school. He glanced at Ethan and Jackson with a confused frown.

"He looked like he was about five seconds away from bending Y/N over and fucking her in the middle of the cafeteria!" Jackson exclaimed as he struggled to hold his Alpha back. Stiles gave Jackson a nod before turning to Scott and looking him in the eyes.

"Hey, Scott! Buddy look at me!" Stiles instructed, his finger snapping in front of Scott.

"Listen to me. Do you love Y/N?" Stiles asked calmly trying to keep Scott calm as he spoke. Scott gave Stiles a grunt and a nod meaning 'yes' in wolf talk.

"Do you want her to cry?" Stiles asked softly this time. Scott let out a whine and shook his head.

"You need to calm down because if you mate her like this, you're going to hurt her and she's going to cry." Scott whines got louder but he nodded quickly and took a few deep breaths. After a minute of breathing Scott had managed to calm down and look up at the others.

"Sorry...Being near her recently is getting harder. I can barely contain my wolf when I'm near her. It's like it's instinct to complete the bond." Scott sighed, running his hands through his hair.

"How come she's not feeling the same?" Ethan asked, his tone unsure. Scott didn't reply just gave him a shrug.

Most of the boys were playing in the garden, while the some of the girls and Stiles made dinner for the pack. You were stirring the pasta when Scott walked in with no shirt on, causing you to almost squeak. You felt arousal stir in your stomach but the worst part was your wolf who you'd yet to fully get acquainted with, it was trying to force its way out.

You gripped onto the kitchen counter, praying for it to stop but you were new to this so it was more difficult than you'd expected. You walked calmly to the downstairs bathroom, hoping the others wouldn't ask. You stared into the mirror your eyes were glowing and your claws were out but for some unknown reason, you couldn't put them away.

All you could hear was you wolf chanting the same two things over and over again. 'Alpha' and 'Mate' if you had to guess. You'd say it was related to the completion of the bond. You'd yet to complete it and now it was taking its toll.

You leant against the sink as you took deep breaths. It didn't help that the person that was your anchor was now the cause. You looked up after a few minutes and saw your eyes had stopped glowing and your claws and gone back to your nude matte stiletto acrylics.

You came out the bathroom to see Lydia standing by the door. You assumed she was waiting for you because there are a thousand other bathrooms in the Hale house.

"You're not in control?" She questioned, her eyes never leaving the wall opposite the bathroom.

"I am...Just when I'm near Scott I'm not." You muttered hoping no one was listening in.

"You should tell him." Lydia states calmly, turning to you as she spoke.

"Oh yeah that conversations gonna go down well...'Hey Scott, I can't be near you right now, because my wolf is causing me to act and think like a bitch in heat.'" You whisper yelled, sarcasm dripping from your words.

"Better than you sitting on his dick while he's sleeping." Lydia snorted, a smirk working its way onto her face.

You rolled your eyes before making your way back to the kitchen, thankfully Scott had gone back outside meaning the likely hood of him having heard you were slim. You checked the food that thankfully Stiles had handled while you were in the bathroom.

Once dinner was finished the pack sat down at the dining table. The boys had taken showers since the reeked of sweat sue to playing around in the garden. You only guessed they'd either been play fighting or practising lacrosse because the pack usually trained together.

Conversations were flowing until Scott slammed his fork down onto the table, causing every member of the pack to freeze. You looked at him in shock. You had never seen Scott so violent, let alone that angry looking. You shot Derek a glance from over the table who shook his head letting you know he had no idea.

"Y/N can you please go and put some more clothes on." It wasn't a question. It was an order. His voice radiating authority that made my wolf whimper. You stuttered out a nod before moving from the table to go change into something else.

You went to your room, taking off your cropped hoodie before scanning around the room. You spotted a big hoodie of Scott's and deemed that safe. However, as you got downstairs you realised how wrong you were.

Scott's head turned to you before you even reached the bottom of the stairs. His eyes flashed red for a second then he got out his seat rather angrily, almost knocking the chair over. He stormed over to the door.

"I'm going for a walk." He muttered before leaving out the front door. You glanced at the rest of the pack confused, with tears in your eyes.

"What the hell did I do?" You whimpered as a tear slid down your cheek. Stiles got out his seat and took you into his arms.

"You didn't anything puddin'...He's just stressed and taking out on you. Which isn't right I know but you know Scott would never act like this unless he had a reason." Stiles stroked your hair as you cried into his plaid shirt.

"I think you both need to have a talk." Lydia stated softly from behind Stiles.

Everyone finished their food before going home leaving the pack house empty save for a few members who lived permanently at the pack house.

You sat in Scott's bedroom waiting for him to return. After 30 minutes Scott walked through the door looking even more stressed than when he left.

He looked up, obviously noticing someone was in his room. He gazed at you with an unreadable expression before letting out a sigh. You shifted your eyes to the floor, unsure of what to say. Every sentence and word you had thought of whilst waiting for him had vanished. What replaced it was fear.

Fear that the man you so deeply loved would laugh at you. Fear that the man you loved would reject you. Fear that he might decide this is more trouble than it's worth. Mates be damned.

The bed shifted as Scott dropped down next to you, his scent almost causing you to lean into him but you resisted, staring at the door he had come through moments ago. Before you had the chance to talk Scott spoke first.

"I think we should distance our self a little." Scott mumbled quietly. But as quiet as his words were they still felt like a knife slicing through you.

"W-Why?" You cursed yourself for tearing up and letting him know your pain.

"Because I can't control my wolf around you." Scott sighed, his words causing you to look up in shock.

"ME TOO!" You screamed startling him so much, he fell off the bed.

"Y-You too!?" He yelled back as his head popped up from around the side of the bed.

"Yeah like every time you're near me, I wolf out! It's like I'm a..." You thought about the words you'd said to Lydia earlier and blushed.

"Like a what?" Scott questioned as he got back onto the bed this time facing you.

"Like a b-bitch in heat?" You face felt hot as you said it but it was the only way you knew how to explain it.

"O-Oh yeah...My wolf has been clawing at me every time you're near like he wants to mate." Scott blushed and looked away at the same time you did.

You both sat in an awkward silence, trying to think of the best way to deal with this. The simple way would be to seal the bond and move on but for some reason, neither of you dared offer up that solution.

After about 10 minutes of silence, Scott's knee started bouncing vigorously. You chewed on your bottom lip as you gathered the courage to say something. However, every time you got the courage you talked yourself out of it. Every single sound was amplified with no words to drown it out. You listened to the sound of Scott's knee bouncing when you finally exploded.

"WE SHOULD HAVE SEX!" You screamed, standing up as you did. Scott flinched when you shouted but managed not to fall on the floor.

"I-Is that what you want?" Scott muttered shyly as he fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

"Scott, I love you and you're my mate, of course, I wanna have sex with you." You snorted, your blush creeping into your neck.

You stared at the floor, once again awkward silence falling over the both of you. Thought this time you wouldn't let it last long. You walked up to him and climbed on top of him. He gasped in surprise, his hands clenching the bed sheets as you straddled his lap.

"Is that a no?" You whispered against his ear, earning a shiver from the man.

"No...I mean yes but not right now...I think we should have a date tomorrow and maybe come here to my room and make it r-romantic and stuff..." Scott stuttered out nervously as he tried to hold back his wolf.

"A date?" You deadpanned, trying to hold in your happiness at how adorably endearing he was being.

"Y-Yes I mean it's your first time and I mean most first times are awkward and uncoordinated, but since it's not my first time I at least have some experience so I want to try and make it as good for you as I can..." He grumbled, the blush on his face darkening slightly.

"Suddenly I don't want to be sat in your lap." You growled childishly, scowling at the thought of him being with another woman.

"Sorry...I didn't mean to bring up ex's I just wanted you to know you mean a lot to me and I want to make this special." He sighed softly, his blush slowly dissipated quickly replaced by a serious expression.

"Fine, we'll go on a date tomorrow after school. We can meet by the front door at 7 pm." You chuckled softly letting him know you weren't seriously mad. He gave you a nod, a huge grin making its way to his face.

You stood up with a smile and made your way to his bedroom door. You turned around, blowing him a kiss before making your way out of his room. On the way to your room, you bumped into Stiles who was dressed in a large Henley, presumably Derek's, and a pair of boxers. However, where you caught him was the interesting part. He was sneaking out of Ethan and Jackson's bedroom with something in his hands.

When you looked down at the object wrapped tightly in his hand you burst out laughing. There clutched in Stiles Stilinski's was a bottle of pink lube. He shushed you with a blush on his face as he fidgeted uncomfortably.

"Were you stealing Jethan's lube?" You gasped as you tried to calm your laughter.

"Shut up Derek's a fucking sex fie-"

Suddenly Stiles was picked up and thrown over a large shoulder which you quickly figured was Derek. You covered your mouth with your hand as your laughter started up again. It died down a little just in time to hear Derek say something.

"You were taking too long." He grumbled, you laughed at the thought of his usual scowl on his face as he said it and the laughter started up once again. Derek and Stiles as a couple were predictable sometimes but unpredictable at most, somehow though, they made the perfect couple.

You walked to your room, collapsing on your bed with a tired sigh. Before you could motivate yourself to get under the covers you were out like a light.

"Yes! Mmm Alpha~" You moaned loudly, your hands clutching the sheets in an attempt to ground yourself. The tightness in your stomach, causing you to arch off the bed. Everything felt sensitive you could feel the glisten of sweat forming on your body as you begged for your release.

"Does my little wolf want to cum? Want to cum on Alp-"

You shot up with a gasp, sweat causing your clothes to switch to you. You glanced around the room before throwing yourself back again.

"Well...Tomorrow should be interesting..." You panted, as you tried to calm your breathing.