One Night

FINAL

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Stories were never known to end so easily. And while this may not nor may never be the worst enemies the Scott McCall pack has faced. The Hale pack raises beside them, ready to fight and protect the town they have sworn themselves too.

McCall: leading an array of creatures.
The banshee Lydia, a werecyote Malia,
his beta wolf Liam, Corey the chameleon
mix of creatures, the newly appointed
human of the pack mason, hunter Allison
argent and Deaton the emissary.

Stands against any danger with

Hale: Derek, Cora, and Peter hale,
Jackson the lizard beast,
ex alpha twins Ethan and Aiden, beta Issac,
and beta Hayden, along with the
new generation of betas;
word spread throughout the land to any omega;
they are welcome.
And Emissary in training, Stiles Stalinski.

I truly hope you all enjoyed the story, I am so sorry it took my so long to finally finish it. I struggled to get back into writing her on Wattpad but I think it's a great practice place for stories and it's also fun plus the natural feedback is helpful. I love to see your comments and thoughts on stories and hope to see more of it. Let's finish off voting:

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Stiles phone rings in his pocket as he leans against Derek, the two pull back from their kiss and stiles winks at his broody werewolf. The man flinches a half release, his arms and hands around stiles waist the only thing holding him up. Stiles yells at the sudden unsurity of Derek's hold. With a glare the man steps back and digs his hand into his pocket. Pulling the device free Deaton's name scrolls over the front of the screen. Stiles clicks to answer and lifts the phone to his ear.

"Hey Deaton what's up?"

"Stiles, did you forgot your father's badge?" The man asks, stiles brow pinched while he thinks, Deaton's tone feeds worry.

"Um, actually I think I dropped it while we were dying- you know- in the water." He states offering a slightly fun tone. Derek edges closer to stiles back and wraps his hands around the others waist. He downs his nose into stiles hair.

"You-" silence follows. "You dropped it in the water?" Stiles hums his yes. "Oh god, stiles, without that connecting property- you've just opened yourself up to any and all dark beings." Silence- "Stiles? Stiles?!"

Stiles smiles at Derek suckling on his neck, phone having fallen away from his ear. He half mindedly clicked the off button on the phone and tossed it aside as he bowed his lips into Derek's own again.

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