Scotmchall Stories

Running. That's all I could do right now. My pack is dead. Well most of them. The rest betrayed me saying I could've saved them. I knew I could I just couldn't. We faced a whole group of powerful alphas. And now I'm running. Running away from all the horrors I left behind. This is my story of how I left my pack and got a new one. I'm no longer in Beacon Hills. I'm now in......Forks, Washington. Where I hope everything will be normal. But nothing ever goes as plan.