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"𝓁ℴ𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒸𝓇ℯ𝓌𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃, 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓃ℴ𝓌"

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"𝓁ℴ𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒸𝓇ℯ𝓌𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃,
𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓃ℴ𝓌"

"𝓁ℴ𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒸𝓇ℯ𝓌𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒾𝓃, 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓃ℴ𝓌"

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Ophelia hadn't told anyone about the phone call. And she wasn't planning on it, either. There was no reason to involve her friends in something else, especially when they were all dealing with someone much bigger than a vengeful vampire. No, she would leave the problem alone, letting it fester away like the plague until she would have to deal with it face to face at the very, very last second. She would ignore Stefan Salavatore and his threats, albeit this one a little more real than the last, until she was put up against him in a battle to the death. Literally. Ophelia had decided she wouldn't be a coward and run. Beacon Hills had become her home. This time, she would stand her ground. All without abandoning her friends.

After the fiasco at the substation, Lydia and Ophelia had found out from a shocked Scott and Stiles that Kira had grabbed onto exposed wires and 'sucked the shit out of them'? Something along those lines. So, not only was the entirety of Beacon Hills now out of power, but the pack had yet another possible supernatural creature within their midst. After all, not many people can absorb a normally fatal amount of electricity without a scratch on their body afterward.

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