You & Me (Malia Tate x Reader)
I pulled Malia into a hug as she walked out of the high school where she had been for about eight hours. She had originally gone to take the SAT’s but a quarantine had been placed over the school, and it was affecting the supernatural creatures…bad. I had been stuck outside with Lydia and the Sheriff, hoping that my girlfriend was okay in there.
“Hey,” I said slightly pulling away from the were-coyote when I noticed she wasn’t giving me her normal bone-crushing hug. “Are you okay?” I asked, looking her over to check she wasn’t severely injured or in any pain.
Her croaky voice called me to look up into her brown eyes, which seemed to be brimming with tears, “Did you know?” She asked me, I slowly shook my head reaching out to touch her, but she stepped out of my reach, “Did you know?” She repeated.
“Know what?” I asked, frantically searching her face for any sign what had upset her.
“That Peter Hale is my dad!” She shouted, causing me to stop moving completely. What? “Did you know?” She sighed.
Peter Hale, Peter Hale that bit Scott and turned him into a werewolf that sparked all of this. Peter Hale, who bit Lydia the night of the school dance unleashing her banshee powers. Peter Hale, who has tried to kill us numerous times, was Malia’s dad?
I shook my head, voice stuttering, “N-no.” Malia then pulled me into a deep kiss, I was surprised at first, but quickly kissed back. A few moments later she pulled away, resting her forehead against my own, sniffing the air.
“They’re looking for us.” She growled, grabbing my hand and pulling me away from the crowd of people and to the other side of the school, I leaned against the brick wall while Malia looked around the corner.
“You can’t hide from them forever,” I tried to reason with her, “They’re our pack.”
Malia stopped looking and mumbled something to herself, “No.” I looked over at her curiously.
“What did you say?” I asked, she turned around to face me.
“They’re not my pack.” She said coldly, I was shocked. Of course we were, we had looked out for her, and taught her how to be human and control her powers.
“What do you mean?”
“A true pack doesn’t lie and hide things from one another. A true pack trusts in one another. That is something they didn’t do.” Malia said, starting to walk to the parking lot where my car was currently stationed, grabbing my hand and pulling me along.
“So what are you going to do? You can’t be an omega.” I tried to sway her, but she didn’t listen.
“I’ll start my own pack. And you can be with me.” I froze at Malia’s words. She wanted me to leave the pack. I couldn’t. Could I?
“Mal, I don’t, I can’t-” My girlfriend cut me off.
“Of course you can. Just come with me. I’ll take care of you, I’ll protect you. It can be you and me. Just like we’ve always wanted. Please?” She asked smiling, looking at me with heartfelt eyes.
It was either her or the pack, I knew that. I knew it would be one of the most important choices of my life. My love, or the best friends I’ve ever had.