He can smell her tears now, and it made this whole thing even harder than before. It's salty sadness, and he didn't even realize emotions were that potent before. Most of the day, all he gets is excitement and arousal - that's high school, for you. His arms wrap around his mom's waist, gently hugging her back.
"It's not going to. I know that." Scott said quietly. Because it wouldn't. There was no way back. His wolf wanted to rumble at the soothing hand, but he silenced it before it could start. It felt nice, though, to be close to his mom when it felt like they'd been worlds apart for ages. "Nothing's wrong, mom. It's just - complicated. But I promise, I'm fine."