still healing from tragic losses, our favorite pack returns to a new semester of school with more human worries than supernatural, while also trying to help their new friend, malia, integrate back into society. but then someone unexpected returns, a...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞
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❝ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟsᴇ ᴅɪᴇs.❞
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𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒❜𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐃, watching the stilinski boy pace his room. lydia was sat at his desk, the three of them trying to come up with a way to find the third cipher key. they knew it was important to know everyone who was on the list, knowing that there was a way to at least try to help all of them. while she watched him pace, allison thought about aurora. she had been thinking about her nonstop, not seeing her since the game. they haven't had their talk yet, and allison couldn't tell if it was because aurora was busy or if she was avoiding her.
"okay, well, we know one thing." stiles started, pulling allison back into reality. "both of the first two keys, rora and aiden, they're both names of the dead, right? well, one is."
"but we've already tried every other dead person's name we could think of." lydia pointed out. "and if you haven't noticed, there were a lot of tries."
"yeah, i noticed. have you noticed, allison?" stiles nodded, looking over to the argent girl. he got a nod from her. he then looked over to lydia, seeing the look on her face. "you okay?"
