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"𝓎ℴ𝓊'𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾 𝓁ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊"
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Four days since Kali had died at the hands of Ophelia Stone. Four days since Scott had successfully rescued an alive Alan Deaton with the help of Sheriff Stilinski. And five days since the last human sacrifice. Beacon Hills had been blessed with a weekend filled of peace and quiet, aside from the paranoid phone calls the girl would get from Stiles in the dead of the night, worried that something was about to happen. Monday and Tuesday were also okay. Quiet. She had come to realise that she doesn't like silence because usually it meant things were quiet for a reason. If the Darach wasn't doing anything, it could only be because they're planning something. She doesn't want to think about the 'something' just yet. Perhaps she's almost just as paranoid as Stiles is.
Her wish for something to happen is fulfilled.
At twelve-twenty in the fucking morning.
The front door quietly being opened is enough for her eyes to snap wide open. Now she's awake. Unfortunately, Ophelia hadn't put her house under the ownership of another human like initially when she had first bought the place. After finding out that she was the only vampire in Beacon Hills, there wasn't any urgent need to at the current point in time.
