Wynter never thought she would die young, yet when she did she found her life only then truly began.
Soon she finds herself in a state of limbo being offered the chance to be reborn. reborn that is into a different universe, with powers and soul mat...
I got a call from Stiles at 2 in the bloody morning. I'm going to kill him. I went over to see what he wanted. Today was going to be busy enough. I had to deal with the Argents, then make sure Scott didn't hurt anyone tonight. I knocked on the door and he answered then blinked looking at what I was wearing. I was in my comfy pj short set with sweater and slipper boots.
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I scowled and snapped my fingers in his face. "Hey you call me at 2 in the morning when I was all comfy in bed with my boyfriends and you don't get to judge what I'm wearing!" He blinked and shook his head, "Nope no judgement here. Come on I got to show you something." He grabbed my hand and dragged me to his room. "What could possibly have to show me at 2 in the morning Stiles?" I sat on his bed and grabbed a pillow hugging it. Hey he was lucky I was awake at all. "This!" He exclaimed handing me papers about werewolves. "Okay you like werewolves. I'm going home." Before I could move he was like , "No Scott he is a werewolf!" I nodded, "I know." "No I mean look at this i can prove it... Wait what do you mean you know????" He practically screamed . "I realized it the day after the woods. I could smell it on him." "What?" I chuckled and patted the bed. I know what he is because of what I am. Do you honestly think I'm 17 or 18?" I asked titling my head. He nodded yes. "I'm not. I'm actually 25." "No" I laughed and nodded. "If that isn't a kick in the ass enough Damon is like over 150, and Paul is 23." "Let me guess your other boyfriend is 200." He snarked. "No just over 1,000 actually." There went his jaw and his stuttering. I closed his jaw and explained everything about me, about being here. I kept next to nothing from him, even the TV show part. Because I knew he like the few others that knew could handle it. I didn't tell him what was to happen. I told him I wasn't really allowed, but that I was here to help. After a while I gave him my mark only he still was missing an important part. I told him I couldn't tell Scott for a while and neither could he about me. That I would when the time was right. That he had to do everything to help Scott and cement his place in Scott's pack. By the time we were done it was 3:30. I wasn't driving home so I told him hd was my soul sibling and he had to share his bed. We got comfy and went to sleep. The next morning at 6:30. I woke up to a throat clearing. I looked to see Noah. "Good morning Sheriff." "Good morning Wynter. Do I even want to know?" I giggled. "He called me at two in a panic over Lydia's party. He got invited. He needed advice. He said he would have called Scott but he isn't a girl." I shrugged, "it was the least I could do. But by the time he was calm again I didn't feel like driving home so I called and told them where I was and made Stiles share." He nodded. "That was really sweet. Thank you Wynter. You both should get up and get ready for school." He then left. I looked to Stiles who again dropped his jaw. I closed it the laughed. "You I'm keeping if you can always do that with him." I laughed and nodded.
