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Aphrodite Blackwell and her family moved to Beacon Hills with a sole purpose. And normally, where they go, death, chaos, destruction and distrust follows them. For most of her life, that was all Aphrodite knew, and her family were th...
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Chapter Seventy-Three ⚔ Werewolves Of London ⚔
Aphrodite walked over and sat down next to Scott and comfortingly grabbed his hand as they listened in on the surgeons.
"I think she's coagulopathic. I need another suture. The bullet missed the ascending aorta. Brachiocephalic is intact. Hemodynamics are stable. She's gonna be okay." They heard the doctor say, making them sigh in relief and Scott squeezed her hand.
Aphrodite stood outside a hospital room as Scott talked to his mom until he came out making her look up. "Do you want to come with me to check on my dad?" He asked and she nodded, "Yeah." She said and he grabbed her hand before walking away from the room.
They walked over to McCall's room but stopped and glanced around confused when they saw the room was empty. "Where's my dad?" Scott asked, turning to Stilinski as he walked up to them, "Transferred to San Francisco Memorial. He's gonna be fine." He said and Scott nodded slightly.
"And what about Mason?" Scott asked and Stilinski nodded, "Already out of surgery." He said. "Lydia?" Aphrodite asked and Stilinski sighed softly, "She's all right, too. The bullet missed everything important, thankfully. Guys, we got lucky." Stilinski said and Scott shook his head slightly.
