Elda Lang. 16, an almost 17 year old orphan, her family being killed by hunters only 5 months before her 17th birthday, Elda decides to pack up her life and move to Beacon Hills for a fresh start. Only she didn't expect for her new home to become a...
It shows Elda house in nighttime before it shows Elda who was in a training room, dressed in blue leggings and a black sport bra going at it with a punching bag, her arms clear of any bandages
The camera panned out to show a two part training room
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"Hmm" Ken nodded impressed seeing the training room his daughter made in her new home though he was worried wondering why she was up in the middle of the night and not sleeping
"Elda" Footsteps were heard before Elliott appeared on the stairs staring at his alpha "Yeah" Elda patented still punching the bag "What are you doing up?" Elliott asked walking down the rest of the steps
"Nightmare" Was the only thing Elda said, her voice monotone but the way her punches were harder spoke volume "What are you doing up?" She asked hoping to get the attention away from her "Woke up and you weren't there"
Elliott has been staying with Elda this past weekend to make sure she was actually healing and doing okay. Plus their bond is still new so they couldn't be away from each other for more than a few hours. Believe them, it hurts like hell
"Hmm, wish I had a notepad to write this down" Elda muttered before she felt something on her lap. Looking down she saw a dark purple notepad and pen "Huh" Elda paused for a second before shrugging, she has learned not to question things when it came to the supernatural, opening the notepad she writes down the long hours spent away from her white wolf equals pain
Elda finally stopped her punches and turned to Elliott "I'm okay, I didn't mean to freak you out" she told him softly unwrapping her hands. Elliott hummed walking over to the mini fridge and got a bottle of water for his alpha. Elda didn't even look as she caught the bottle "Thanks" she muttered
The alpha and beta stood in silence. Elda drinking her water as she tried to forget about the nightmare and Elliott watching his alpha with a worry frown wondering what was going through her head "Alright come on" Elliott grabbed the now empty water bottle and threw it in the trash before dragging Elda upstairs
"Where are you dragging me?" Elda asked but took the shoes her beta held out for her "My guess it your not going to bed again, right" Elda silence was the only answer he needs "So, we're going to get something to eat, drive to lookout point and enjoy the sunrise before getting ready for school" Elliott explained grabbing the keys to his car
Elda blinked, that was probably the first time someone has offered her anything since her pack death and didn't want something in return. Elliott was taking care of her, because he wanted too, not to keep pack alliances open, not in exchange to help help himself, but because she's his alpha and he wanted to help her just for her
Elda slowly took the sweatshirt from Elliott "You know this won't get you out of training" she told him slipping the sweatshirt over her head allowing his scent to wrap around her "I know" Elliott told her pulling her out of the house, not bothering to lock it since no one expect McCall and Stilisnki know where she lives "So, why are you doing this?" Elda asked stopping in front of the passenger side door
