Scott's fingers twitched in his lap as Laura reached her hand across the desk. Something inside of him wanted to brush his hand over her own. He remembered Deaton explaining how wolves in a pack feel comforted by a simple touch from their Alpha. Giving into the feeling he reached forward and placed his hand over the others, squeezing it gently.
"Thank you" he said, pulling back after a moment. "I promise not to hurt you guys like that again. I guess I just needed that ultimatum and shove to realize this will be the only place I could ever fit in."
Leaning back into the chair, he picked idly at a loose thread in his jeans. "I'll have to talk to Derek again. I had seen him when I first came back and offered my help for the rebuild." He started. "I do want to find someplace where Alcuin would fit so he can help around the estate. I was thinking maybe he could help keep the house clean, or maybe even learn under Heather? He's a pretty quick learner and really organized"