❝ 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝. ❞

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𝙇𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙎𝙠𝙞𝙖𝙢 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙨 𝙎𝙠𝙮𝙡𝙖𝙧/𝘽𝙧𝙞 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩
𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖'𝙨 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙩

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𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨
𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚
𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙

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0.7 𝘽𝙧𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚

┌─── · 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚.───┐

Stiles anxiously paced around Scott's room chewing on his fingernails as he worried about his younger sister, "Where is she?! It's been an hour, she should've been here within in the minute, vampire speed and all

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Stiles anxiously paced around Scott's room chewing on his fingernails as he worried about his younger sister, "Where is she?! It's been an hour, she should've been here within in the minute, vampire speed and all."

Scott reached over placing his hand on his best friends shoulder in an attempt to calm him down, "Maybe she's walking."

"What vampire walks?!"

"It's Skylar we're talking about, a lot of her actions are questionable."

Liam pulled out his phone reading the text he had just received from the rouge vampire, "She's walking back from the hospital." He announced shutting his phone off and sliding it into his sweatpants.

"Hospital? Why is she at the hospital?" Stiles panicked again.

"She was getting a 'snack,'" The beta explained putting quotation marks around the word snack.

"Everything's fine, she'll be here in a minute."

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Skylar clipped her tote bag together, wiping her mouth to rid any traces of blood.

Since the deadpool, there had been numerous attempts on her life due to the fact she's the only vampire in beacon hills, so she has been taking extra precautions including an increased blood intake. The pack hadn't found her name on any list yet but they didn't have full access to it, seeing as Liam and Skylar were kidnapped days prior it was safe to say that both freshman were on the deadpool.

The Stilinski placed her hood over her auburn boxer braids, protecting her hair from the rain. Behind her she could hear the heavy pitter patter of large feet.

Skylar stole a quick glance at the person behind her, eyes scanning over his face and body. His hands were stuffed into his jacket pocket whilst he walked furiously behind her; she was rarely wrong about her instincts and just by profiling him she could tell this man wanted her dead

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