She grew up in a world different from his. While he conquered battles, she read books and studied history. While he led an entire pack of wolves, she drowned in knowledge about the realm they live in. While lives hang in his shoulder, she was taught not to associate with any of his kind. But they knew all too well to know that fate does not work like that, and people who are destined for one another, will meet no matter how big the differences between them are. --

"I don't know why I look like her, or why I'm here, of all places. But what I do know, is that I want to help. So please, just let me help." ● ● ● New villains have arrived to Beacon Hills, experimenting on teenagers and burying them alive, only to have them resurface transformed and ready to wreak havoc. If that's not stressful enough, a familiar face has returned, causing the pack to question everything they thought they knew. [Season Five]

Winnie Jones never asked for what she painted or drew in the brief blackout spells that a shining within gave her. She didn't ask to see a lizard man with homicidal tendencies in an oddly named town or a boy with the bluest eyes she'd ever seen. To top that, she sure as hell didn't ask to get involved. But unfortunately for her, that didn't quite seem to matter. [season two]

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