Brett Talbot thought that death was going to be silent and peaceful. But it wasn't, specially if Liam Dunbar kept screaming for Malia to hit the fucking pedal and go faster in the direction of the animal clinic.
But he wasn't dead, and he knew that. He only wish he was. Living in a world without his sister was not something he wanted to experience. But Brett had no apparent say in it since McCall and his pack were taking him to be treated and, hopefully, saved to live another day.
Adaline Tju thought that death was something chaotic and wild. Something that took an took and took without looking and caring who it was.
She did not think death could be a feeling in the pit of her stomach and the back of her head. She finally understood that death could be more than just an everyday occurrence, she learned that when her pack was killed by something called anuk-ite.
And that she felt everyday.
Brett Talbot didn't think werewolves could have ptsd. But now he knows they can. He can't be alone at night, he can't go into the forest, he can't go close to the tunnels and he can't get on the inside of a car.
Adaline Tju didn't think that she would fall in love with a werewolf she meet while running from hunters. She didn't think that the feeling of dead could turn into a feeling of love and hope.
Brett Talbot could not imagine he would be adopted by Melissa McCall and Chris Argent and have another last name.
Adaline Tju could not imagine being in a pack ever again.
Brett McCall and Adaline Tju and Alec Nightfall were three souls intertwined by destiny.
Three souls who would find each other.
Three souls who would fall in love.
Three souls who could overcome anything
no matter the cost,
no matter the consequences.
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Fanfiction[we are violent creatures] [in which Adaline Tju is a wolf without a pack since the Anuk-Ite was freed from the Wild Hunt] or [all that Adaline ever wanted was to belong somewhere, and when se is found by the McCall pack she finally does] [teen wolf...