𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 [discontinued]

𝔣𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔶-𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢

𝖉𝖗𝖔𝖜𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌

𝔤𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔰𝔩𝔢𝔢𝔭

After a frantic call from Scott, Seline took off to go to where they were. It was an abandoned warehouse that at the moment was filled with assassins and Satomi's pack. Sneaking in through the back door, the scent of blood, anger, and sweat hits the girl. She grimaces in disgust but moves forward nonetheless.

A large white plastic tarp hung from the ceiling, blocking her view of what was going inside. Here goes nothing, she thought. Just as she goes to pull the tarp back, she hears a young girl's voice.

"Brett? Brett, where are you?"

It was the lacrosse player's sister. Another heart beat entered Seline earshot, along with the sound of ammunition clicking.

With speed, Seline yanks the curtain to the side and catches sight of the young girl accepting her fate. She closes her eyes and takes in a large breath, the sight breaking her heart. The hunter in front of her had a laser aim pointed to the center of her forehead.

Scrunching her wrist, the man crumbles to the ground, clutching his head. Seline glances at the young girl, "go find your brother, yeah?"

She nods and runs off. Seline turns back to the hunter lifting him up in the air with her magic. Like a ragdoll, she tosses them through layers and layers of drywall. By the last one, he was out cold.

Using her angel eyes, she finds her way to Kira. The asian girl sends her a quick smile before fighting off a few of the hunters.

Joining her side, Seline takes down some of the hunters with scissor leg takedowns around their neck, either by climbing on their back or getting a running start before jumping into the air to get them.

After a bit, the hunters back down, retreating back to wherever they came from. Scott and Derek join them.

Seline crosses her arms, "is it finally over? If not, I will literally kill myself and let Melissa have the money."

"It's over," Scott sends her a doggish grin, "also, are we forgiven-"

Seline hits him in the groin area, then smiles, "now you guys are all forgiven."

"Why'd you hit me?" Scott doubles over, hands over his jeans.

"You're a True Alpha, get over it."

It was the best sleep Seline had in a while. The soft covers kept her body from shivering and the pillows fluffed just right. She felt safe for the first time in forever. The reason why?

Stiles was able to wrap his arms around her. 

His head rested at her chest, arms locking her in place. Seline had her arms around his neck, one hand in his hair. Their legs were tangled together, causing them to be closer than ever.

Due to the lack of sleep Seline had gotten, she was still asleep when Stiles woke up. He gently lifts his head to look up at Seline. Her eyes peacefully shut, chest rising and falling, pink lips slightly parted. Her hair was in a bun at the top of her head, but throughout the night it had gotten messier.

She, ironically, looked like an Angel.

Wiggling up his bed, Stiles comes face to face with her. A smile couldn't help but to grow on his face. She was finally his and in his arms again. He gently runs his fingers down her back.

This causes her to stir a bit. She doesn't wake up though, instead, she snuggles closer to him. Arms falling and wrapping around his torso, head nuzzling into the crook of his neck, she was as close as she could get.

Stiles's arms tighten their grip around her waist, kissing the crown of her head. He couldn't help but to peck and suck on the skin of her collarbone that was exposed to him due to his shirt being too big on her.

She stirs again, this time pulling away as she scrunching her nose and eyes. Her arms move from the boy to her eyes, rubbing them. Stiles's grip on her waist forced her to arch her back when she pulled away.

Once her eyes were less heavy, she opened them barely. Not adjusting to the light, she squints to make out his face.

Finally opening her eyes fully, she rests her hands on Stiles's chest. Her dimples show on her cheeks as she gives the spaz a toothless smile. "Morning, idiot," Seline greets, throat a bit raspy from just waking up.

"Good morning, Angel," Stiles smiles, moving his head so he could kiss her forehead.

Seline wraps her arms around his neck and pulls his face closer. Brushing each other's noses, they finally meet in the middle. Lips mending together, just like their hearts. 

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