To Lead, and Be Led

SI as Allison Argent

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Because she's an /Argent/, and more than that, she's a /female/ Argent. She was born for this.

Allison might think her Aunt Kate is as crazy as a bag of cats, but she'll remember always what Kate whispered in her ear before she walked out the door, shotgun-case in hand.

"We're Argents Allison, most of all we're hunters. The men are soldiers; us? We're leaders, be a leader Allison; be a Matriarch."

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The light of the full moon glinted off the end of her silver arrowhead, steady and unwavering aimed at its target.

Allison blocks out the sound of Scott panting and Derek's low growls, her men keep their weapons aimed at the betas and the Hale House a few yards away.

"Allie, I-I was going to tell-" Scott gasps out and god does it take everything in her not burst into tears; cause that's /Scott/ and if they make it out in one piece, in one Allison-and-Scott shaped piece, she hopes he'll forgive her for this.

But, she's not Allie -not right now.

no, she's Allison.

Allison /Argent/