LYDIA'S POV
Dead Silence.
I could've heard a pin drop. Everything and Everyone was completely quiet after half the town heard the howling of a werewolf. Scott?
Right then and there I knew something was horribly wrong.
I'm a banshee I know when people are about to die, I know when things are not right and I knew something was definitely wrong. I could feel it in my gut, well that and besides the fact that someone or something just bellowed.
I looked over at Allison, her eyes were wide and alert. She was terrified and I knew I was too. Instead of going over to comfort my friend, I went across the field to Stiles.
He was tall, with brown eyes and the perfect brown messy hair. I was definitely attracted to him. I snapped out of it, were just friends.
He grabbed my arm, pulling me close.
"We have to go now. Something is wrong, It's Scott we have to go find him."
"I know I could sense it." We ran towards the woods, Isaac and Allison joining us.
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Anchor -- A Stydia Story
FanfictionWith new creatures arriving in Beacon Hills, friendships are shattered, hearts are broken, and new relationships are made. This story shows the lives of Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey,and Derek Hale. As wel...
