Oh, I think you do. I think you need my help more than you'd like to admit.

[he holds out his fingers, spiked nails appearing. he regards the whole situation casually, his heartbeat steady. there's no fear, no apprehension and no hesitation. of course, there hardly ever is with him. there's unwant, but that comes very differently then the other three.]

You're an Alpha now, Scott. You can't go around without a clue as to what you're doing. You know, the norm. It's not gonna work.