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"Come on, Scott. Focus!" The werewolf girl looked down at the alpha at her feet, "You may be a True Alpha, but it means nothing if you can't outsmart your opponent who's above you in everything but a title." She continues as she circled around him, her clawed hands out as she waited for the dark-haired male to stand up, "I'm trying." He grunts as he stood back up, sweat rolling down his arms and face as his damp shirt clings to his torso, "Then try harder." She encouraged as she aims a jab at his jugular, her hand angled and poised to kill as her claws acted like blades, but Scott blocked her hand as he used his left arm to push it away and then straighten his left hand like hers and swung straight as a direct pathway to her heart, before she jumped back, smirking, "Not bad, McCall."
This girl beating the utter crap out of him is (Y/N) Hale, Cora's and Derek's younger sister, after both she and Cora returned to Beacon Hills before being captured by the Alpha Pack, she stayed behind with Derek while her sister fled back to South America, (Y/N) wasn't that wanted for her head, like her other relatives, but that didn't make her less of a threat.
Scott huffed as he stood up and got into a stance she taught him, his claws out and ready to defend his vulnerable spots, his head and his heart, as everything else could heal as long as there's no poison in the weapon used.
"Ready when you are." He called out to her, and she smirked as she runs up to him, then swiftly she latched her legs around his neck before flipping him on the ground, Scott growled as he tried to pry her off and get out of her hold, "Scott, you could sink your teeth or your claws on me to get out but not everyone is gonna let you go that easily, if you're going to try to pry me off I could just squeeze more and use your strength to tire you out first. To get out, you must try to find a way that can help you and leave your enemies helpless." She adds as Scott grunts.
Scott then grabs her legs and then pushed his legs up and found a way to flip himself over her, his hand still clutches her other leg by the back of her knee as he hovered over her, "Like this?" He asked as he leaned down, and (Y/N) smirked, "Lose the bedroom eyes and I might be scared." She remarks before she brought up her other leg and swiftly kicked him off her, landing just a few feet away, and he sat up, noticing his shirt hand been torn from the front.
"Oops." She chuckles as he jumps back up on his feet, stripping away the ripped shirt, "Now we're talking." (Y/N) grins as she lashes out with her claws at the ready, Scott blocks and dodges them as he reads her next pattern of movement, another skill she taught him during these extensive training hours in Derek's loft.
"Switch." She called out and Scott was immediately on the offensive, and it was (Y/N)'s turn to block his attacks, he even mixed in a few leg swings here and there, she only laughs as they barely graze her, even when she didn't dodge them, he swiped at her abdomen and she grabbed his hand and forcefully pulls him close, "You're improving, keep up." She whispered before she roughly shoves him away and pounced on him, knocking him on the ground, she formed a fist and punched down, which he blocks by using his arm, he reached up and pushed her shoulders just enough for him to shift his weight to roll them to another side, with him at the top and her at the bottom.
"Thanks, I have a pretty good teacher." He replies as he sat on her stomach, his knees on either side to prevent him from crushing her under him. "God, you're heavy." She groaned, "You didn't complain much when you threw me down." He points out, she starts chuckling at his childish behavior, "'Cus I wasn't being crushed by the stomach then, thanks." She huffed, "Let's take a break and I will stand up." He promised her, she nods in agreement, exasperated, "Fine, order something you want, I'm hungry." (Y/N) admits lightheartedly before Scott stood and helped her up.
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They both sat in the middle of the training mat under them as if they were having a picnic, except they're half-naked, and the food is just Chinese takeout, "This is good." She hums as she used the chopsticks that came with the package to eat the noodles, "Yeah, thought you'd like it." He smiles as he kept his eyes on her, his eyes travelled down unknowingly, as she was only wearing a (F/C) sports bra and shorts.
"You don't have to focus on me now, we're not training." (Y/N) comments as she continued to eat her noodles, Scott blushed, "How'd you..." He trailed off, "Your heartbeat is faster than normal, pounding even." She looked up with a smirk as she wiped her mouth with a tissue.
"What can I say, I can't take my eyes off you." He admits, knowing lying to her is useless, "I know, and I like the attention, but training is useless if you're not going to focus." She laughs as she sets the box down and turned to face him, her eyes flashing a brilliant blue, "So why don't we skip training for the rest of the day and focus on the thing going on between us, first."
Scott sat up straighter, "Yeah... I'd like that." He nods slowly, and he leans towards her as she mirrored his actions, a small space between them of uncertainty can be broken if one of them moves closer, "Do you really want to do this?" She whispers under her breath, "Are you backing out, Hale?" He smiles as his hand snaked around her hips as he pulls her body closer, now situating her on his lap, yet the gap remains to be closed, until she grinned, "Try to keep up, Alpha." She whispered just as she leans down, and her lips met his.
(Y/N)'s hands were making their way up to his back and through his dark locks, he moans at her touch as she tugged his hair lightly, his grip on her waist travelled up her back, and he pulled her impossibly close, She grins into the kiss as she pushed him down, her hand roamed his chest as the other steadied her, leaving Scott at her mercy as he was melting at every touch and his own hands roamed up her sides and back before he got a firm grip on her hips and Scott sat up, pulling away.
"Do you think Derek would kill us if he walks in right now?" He asked as he starts peppering kisses on her neck and collar, occasionally nipping at her skin, knowing no evidence would be left on her, "Hm, seeing as he adamantly told me to stay away from you, he's going to be furious." She laughs, adjusting herself on his lap, "So, McCall, what are we? Now that contact has been established." (Y/N) hums as her eyes bore into his dark eyes, "(Y/N) Hale, would you be my girlfriend?" He never wavered under her gaze, "I would be happy to, Scott McCall." She grinned before he pulls her into another, long-lasting kiss.