GENESIS
[ BOOK FIVE ] COMPLETED
It's been seven years since Harper Verum had fought beside her pack in a supernatural battle, and three years since she'd last stepped foot in Beacon Hills.
However, when Scott McCall and Allison Argent send out invi...
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Started 4th May 2020 14:02
Four weeks ago, if you asked Harper Verum if she was happy she would have said no. Maybe you would have looked at her incredulously, pointed out the nice apartment she lived in or the rewarding career path she had chosen. In response, she probably would have told you how growing up was a scam and how adulthood is lonely and that love is dead--
Now, she took it all back.
Stiles Stilinski stood behind her, his body warmth like a cocoon around her petite frame as he slung his arms around her shoulders and made them sway gently. She held her hands on his wrists as she laughed at something Malia Tate said, the rest of the pack echoing her small giggles.
"Derek, the burgers are burning!" Isaac Lahey panicked from where he stood over the barbeque near the side of the McCall residence, causing the Hale man to quickly put his beer bottle on the ground and jog over.
Harper smiled gently at the pair, not minding the smell of burnt food that travelled over along with the gentle Californian breeze. It brushed through her dark hair and cooled her tanning skin, parting Stiles' long hair too and making him temporarily pull away to fix it. Music played through the speakers nearby and Harper could hear Allison and Scott's neighbours in the garden over, also having some sort of party for themselves.
"You guys excited for Bali?" Harper asked the newly-wed couple.
Allison nodded eagerly. "Of course! We have massages booked for when we land."
"Fancy."
The conversation quickly drifted to Scott and Allison's plans on their week-long trip, everybody adding their own input while Lydia Martin progressively became more and more jealous as Allison showed her pictures of the hotel they would be staying in. Add in some sarcastic commentary from Stiles, a few dumb questions from Malia, and confused looks from Liam Dubar and it was just your average pack hangout.
Stiles' phone buzzed in his back pocket and he peeled one arm away from Harper to check it, holding it in front of them both so he could read it. Harper could feel the way his chest rose and fell against her back as he breathed, his chin resting on top of her head as she peeked to see what was on the screen.
"No way," Stiles grinned.
"What?" Harper frowned.
"The landlord said we can move in in the next two weeks now, instead of four," he summarised and Harper squeezed his wrists excitedly.
"You're moving in together?" Liam exclaimed. "I'm sorry, when were you gonna tell us this information?"
"Oh, yeah," Harper shrugged. "Stiles and I are moving in together."
