Like a Skyscraper (Teen Wolf Fanfic)
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I'm Seraphina McCall, 15 years old, human. My parents were killed by a wild animal, and when I read the will I find out that my Dad had a marriage before but they split when I was just a baby. Now I'm going to live with my real mom and brother Scott, who I've never met or even heard of. Wish me luck!
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