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Her eyes slowly fluttered open, slowly adjusting to the dark room, taking in every piece in. The light of a new day shined brightly onto her face, causing a smile to plant itself on her lips. Something was off, but she couldn't comprehend what. Her mind was not able to process much due to the sluggish feeling of just beginning to wake up. She sat up in bed, stretching her sore muscles she received from a vigorous training session held the day before. That feeling was still there, it was embedded deep within her chest, a tightening. It seemed to be screaming, "Wrong! Different!" She closed her eyes again and attempted a stretch to relieve the tightening, but to no avail. However the stretch proved to be useful in finally clearing her groggy mind. She opened her eyes once more and fully processed her surroundings. The feeling began to make more sense. This was not her room. This was not her bed. With each second that passed, with her brain processing all the details, the more the feeling rose up within her. Finally it burst through, and a scream pierced the air. It was a male's voice, and it sounded completely terrified. It took her a few seconds to realize that the male scream was coming from her. She closed her mouth and the scream was cut off. What was going on?
Before another thought could be formed, a foreign man burst into the room. He was in his fifties, if she had to guess. He immediately embraced her in an effort to calm her. Or at least he tried. She leaped from the bed, silently thanking that her feet didn't get caught in the sheets, and arranged herself into a fighting stance. Confusion and worry etched itself into the already wrinkled face of the man at her movements. Worry seemed to be an emotion he was very acquainted with.
"Who are you?" A guy...she asked. She didn't know if it was directed towards him or herself.
A/N: Hey guys! So this is a story I've thought about doing for a while. I thought it was a very interesting, and very plausible concept. If you have any suggestions or questions, feel free to comment! Hope you like it!
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Alpha (Stiles Stilinski fanfic)
Fanfiction"I need to get back." Stiles states, panic clear in his voice. "Back where? Stiles, you're scaring me." Scott asks frantically. "To my body."
