Chapter Seventy-three

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A/N: I am back from hiatus! I'm sorry again for the wait! I had said on my message board, college is no playground, and even as I'm writing this author's note, I have a heavy amount of things to get done. But I think you guys will LOVE this news. Ready? Are you....ready? Yes or no? Okay, I'll tell you fine. Soooo, I have written five new chapters for The Breaking! The only reason I'm not posting them all at once is one, I don't want you to burn it all out, and two, I'm having trouble with some scenes. While I'm not too proud of my writing at the moment, I just really wanted to write despite it.


We are getting so close to the end of the season, and soooo much more is being revealed for Aspen. I want to thank you all again for the support and love. Never did I think this story would be so big, and it's all thanks to you. Aspen was merely an idea during quarantine, and I never would I have imagined she would be so loved and developed like this. When I tell you, I always get confused when I watch the show, and she's NOT there! It's you guys who brought her to life, and I will forever be thankful.


Also, check out my message board frequently, I want to interact with you all more, and if you have questions, I would be more than happy to answer. Anyway, enough with my ramble. Just expect more chapters coming soon since they are all written already. And if anyone knows a good video editor, let me know! I would love to have some Isaac and Aspen content!


Also....there's gonna be a TEEN WOLF MOVIE IN 2022? what....yes, I will be writing about that, which means I better hurry the hell up.


enjoy ;)


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Aspen winced when she tried turning over on her bed.


Unlike her usual morning routine, her sore back did not enable her to stretch like a feline, and she resorted to just stretching her arms. But even that led her to whine in annoyance. Light from her window danced on her ceiling. She fixated her lidded eyes on the way it swayed back and forth. Then a smile touched her lips. She knew it was a dream—every part. From Isaac showering her, from the sweet kisses he left on her skin from him holding her in bed.


It was funny, really. She's never had a lucid dream before. The ones with Peter were so vivid, and she thought they were real every time, but they were as simple as she thought. Just a dream.


Aspen let out a sigh, rubbing her eye with the back of her hand, hoping to pull the sleep away. As she lulled her head to the side, she paused. A steaming cup of tea sat atop her nightstand, the smell of vanilla suddenly filling her senses. A smile managed to make itself known on her lips at the sweet gesture from her grandfather.


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