"Focus on your finger nails," Scott says carefully as he throws his hand out, a set of claws appearing in place of his own nails. He was trying his best to teach the new were coyote how to control her shifting, but so far, it wasn't going all that well. She could barely focus.

Malia groans out of frustration as she throws her hand out like she had just seen Scott do, only for her, it didn't work the same way. This had to of been the thousandth time she's tried this and failed, and by this point, she was ready to give up.

The were coyote groans and throws herself onto Scott's bed, outstretching her arms and staring up at the celling. "I give up. I can't do this."

"Yes you can," Scott assures her as he stands over her, looking down onto her delicate yet complex facial structure. A spark of affection simmered though him just then, but he chose to ignore it for now.

Malia wasn't giving in that easily. "I've tried this about a thousand times, Scott. No matter how hard I try, I won't be able to get it."

Scott sighs, knowing just how wrong she was. He couldn't give up on her; that was against what he believed in. He promised himself that he would help everyone that he could, and he wouldn't break that promise over a simple task like this. He knew that Malia had it in her, but he somehow had to get her to want it. 

"Let's try a different approach," Scott says this time, taking a step back from her. Malia lifts her head off of the bed, her ears perking up just like a coyote's would have. "How about I make you shift."

Malia raises her eyebrows. "That doesn't seem like a very good idea-"

"You're right, it doesn't," Scott agrees, knowing that his idea was kind of crazy. "But I can handle you."

The girl gets up off of the bed then, standing in front of the true alpha with a hand on her hip. "How are you supposed to make me shift?"

"Anger," Scott says, coming up with ideas in his mind on how to make her angry. Before Malia has a chance to ask anymore questions, Scott is throwing a punch at the girl, but she dodges it just in time. She glares at the boy in front of her, but she wasn't angry at him.

"What was that for?" she says, but Scott doesn't answer her. Only this time, he does a spin kick move that knocks the girl off of her feet, causing her butt to slam onto the floor. The were coyote hisses in pain, but still, she wasn't angry. "Scott, this isn't working."

Scott stops in his tracks then, sensing that she was right. He thought that if he were to hurt her more than enough that she would try and fight back, which would have made her angry. He was upset that it didn't work, but he did have another idea in his mind.

Malia stands back up then, her eyes stuck on the boy in front of her. "Listen Scott, thank you for trying, but this isn't going to work-"

Suddenly though, the true alpha was leaning forwards and pressing his lips to hers, hoping to create desire within the girl. Scott had remembered when Allison and him were together the many times he lost control when she was kissing him, so him kissing Malia was his last resort. He didn't think before he had placed his lips onto her's, but now that they were actually kissing, he realized that he liked it.

Malia didn't know what to think either. She had thought that she felt something for the boy deep inside her, but now that they were kissing, those feelings came to the surface. She was tense before she melted into the kiss, feeling a coolness wash over her eyes.

When Scott finally pulled away from her, he stared into her eyes to find that they were glowing a bright sapphire. The girl in front of him stares at him in shock for a moment before she blinks, causing her eyes to turn back to their normal color. It wasn't until then that Scott realized that his eyes were glowing a bright red as well.

"Why did you do that?" Malia barely whispers. Something in her tone screamed more. 

Scott stares at her with disbelief on his face, his skin feeling as if it was on fire. "Your eyes turned blue. You lost control for a moment."

"Yours turned red too," she says, licking her lips slowly. The thought of kissing him again popped into her mind just then.

The true alpha blushes then, his eyes finally falling to the floor. "That happens sometimes."

Malia could sense that the moment to act was fading away, so she took her chance. Her hands reach up this time and pull his face closer to her, pressing her lips to his in a hungrily type of way. Scott was alarmed that she was kissing him again, but then he realized what this really meant. This was happening; she wanted him. 

His hands trail to her waist then as the kiss deepens, but he wanted to stop and ask if this was what she really wanted. He didn't get the chance before Malia was flipping him around to where his back was facing the bed. She pushes him down onto it as she closely follows him, placing her lips back onto his. 

All that mattered in that moment was that Scott wanted her, and that Malia wanted him. 

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tbh I don't know how I feel about this. God, I love these two together though. I've shipped Malia and Scott for awhile now (Annndd I like Malia and Isaac too soo) but they are just so perfect like wtf.

This was for berryaIIen, so I hope you liked it ((: