A story where a normal girl goes to sleep one day and a portal opens up into the teen wolf universe.
Alexandria DeLuca was just your average teen wolf obsessed teenager. One night when she goes to bed, she begins to disappear from her world and appe...
Still Lexi's POV We edge towards the case on the floor sharing a look of uncertainty before I reach towards the handles. I jerk back when the case suddenly opens and the contents begin to float upwards and hover in front of us. I raise my hand towards the floating purse hesitantly and when nothing seems to happen I grasp it and pull it towards me. I look down at the purse in my hand and glance at Derek who is looking at it with his brows furrowed.
"Well don't just stand there, open it" he commands.
"Alright, sheesh, sorry sour wolf" I say, sarcasm dripping off of every word. I smirk when I realise that I used the same pet name ( haha my puns are so funny. not) as Stiles does, I shut my mouth pretty quickly when Derek sends me a look that makes me wish I was buried 6 feet under.
I open the purse but my face falls quickly when I notice that it's empty. Huh, ok then thats weird. I turn to Derek and shrug my shoulders.
"Wait a second, what's that?" He asks, pointing at the black bank card that wasn't previously visible against the black leather of the purse. I pull it out and look down at it in shock.
"It's an American Express Centurion card" I say as I stare down at it in awe," it's one of the most exclusive credit cards in the world. It's invitation only and has no credit limit."
"So basically what you're saying is that you're filthy rich." He jokes, which honestly sounds kind of foreign coming out of his mouth as I don't think he ever really joked when he was on Teen Wolf, if you don't count the sarcastic comments.
"I guess so"
"Where are you from?" He inquires bluntly.
I furrow my eyebrows, "what do you mean?"
"I mean, that with an accent like that there is no way in hell that you are American"
"Ohh, yeah no I'm from England" I state.
"So what were you doing in the middle of a forest in California?" He asks, the briefcase and its floating contents completely forgotten.
"That's what I've been trying to tell you, I don't know. I went to bed and then woke up in the middle of the forest, look I'm still in my pyjamas." I motion to my dark green pjs and messy bed hair.
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He shoots me an unimpressed look, as he take in my appearance. Suddenly a piece of paper from the briefcase floats in between us and starts to shake. I carefully pluck it from the air and suddenly words begin to appear in a beautiful cursive script.
꧁꧂ 𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝐴𝑙𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝐷𝑒𝐿𝑢𝑐𝑎, 𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑔𝑖𝑓𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑓𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒. 𝑈𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑖𝑓𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑡. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑎 𝐵𝑙𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝐶𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑡𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒. 𝐴𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎 𝑛𝑒𝑤 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑙 𝑔𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝐷𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑘 𝐻𝑎𝑙𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑢𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑐 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛. 𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑡 𝑎 𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑐𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦. 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑏𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑢𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝐵𝑒𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝐻𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑠. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑑𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑤, 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒. 𝐵𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑓𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙, 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑂𝑟𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 ꧁꧂ I stare at the letter in my hands in shock as I reread the words to double check that I'm not hallucinating, whilst I was reading it I didn't even notice how Derek had come to stand beside me and was also reading the letter over my shoulder.
