The Pack is out, strong and independent, mixed and yet one of a kind. Except for stiles. Stiles was the rut in the pack, the weak human, smart but physically too easy to break. The pack loved him dearly, really. But sadly, he had to go, for his own good.
As he realizes that he is about to get abandoned, he takes all his money and his old jeep and goes on a run, to never return ever again, having nothing to lose.
After all, even his father had died only weeks ago.
On his run, as he is about to reach Canada, his jeep gets attacked and a werewolf infects him, then left him there to either die or survive on his own, unable to move.
About to lose all hope, Stiles falls into a light slumber, just to get awoken by a terribly large smoking black wolf with pale blue eyes: A Grimwolf
(I do not own Teenwolf, However, I own the Grimwolf and the Story Plot)
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.