The fight

The fight

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, May 11, 20162h 31m
Aiden Lasher - 17 year old alpha daughter. Brown hair that flows down above her butt. Light blue eyes that shine bright during the full moon. Joey black - 19 year old soon to be alpha . Brown eyes that remind you of brownie mix . The perfect brown shinny hair to match his perfect tanned skin . These two are into different packs the most powerful packs in America . The packs have a wore coming up for the most powerful pack. What will happen when Joey see's Aiden ? What will happen when Aiden see's Joey ? Will they be able to stop the wore between there parents ? Or will it be to late ?
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Leverage

With the Alpha pack in town wanting Scott to join their pack, they decide they will do anything to get what they want. Even if that means using his best friend, Stiles, as leverage to do it. This is all in Stiles' POV. I might decide to do someone else's POV towards the later chapters but if you guys read it, please let me know what you think. If you would like to hear a chapter or so in someone else's POV, just let me know. Warning!: This contains hurt Stiles so if you don't like that kind of stuff please don't read because I'm sorry to say there will be quite a bit of it. Preview: Just leaving school, I'm heading back home for the day. The Alpha pack is still at large but they haven't caused any trouble lately and Scott is off doing his own thing so I decided I'm going to just go home tonight and relax. I think there is a Star Wars marathon and leftover pizza in the fridge all with my name on it. I pull into my drive way and shut off my jeep. I can already feel my stomach growl with longing for the much needed pizza I'm about to demolish. Stepping out of my jeep, I lean over my seat to grab my bag before I head inside the house when something solid hits me in the back of my head. I fall to the ground, my vision fogging before I see nothing but black.

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