Hiraeth [TEEN WOLF]

Prologue// The Descent into Madness

Derek Hale is calling...

Nora looks at her phone screen, a smirk blooming on her pretty face.

"Derek Hale? Now why are you calling me? I figured since our lives both went up in flames figuratively and literally I'd be the last person you'd call for a friendly chat to catch up which segues into my next question. What do you want?" Nora asked bluntly not wanting to beat around the bush.

"I need help and since your parents died you are the only one who can offer the help I'm looking for, will you do it?" Derek asks, like Nora not waiting to get the point.

"I don't know Derek... There's a lot happening in Manhattan right now and to just leave my friends on a whim."

"You owe me this Nora, you own your parents this. I'd pay you but I know anything I offer is like a child's pocket money but please Nora I'm asking for your...help."

"Oh Derek all you had to do was ask but if you bring my parents up again, I'll cut your balls off and turn them into dog treats. I am a huge fan of irony." Nora says sweetly a bite lacing her voice.

"Just get here Nora" Derek said hanging up the phone.

"God, what the hell did you just get yourself into Nora?" Nora asked herself running a hand through her light blonde hair.

This was a fresh start, a new chance to be around people where she didn't have to hide what she was and embrace who she is. Maybe Derek and his pack could help he gain some semblance of control over the dark powers the welded.

Nora kept these thoughts in mind as she started packing the essentials for her trip to Beacon Hills.