Lark was a Hale. She was sure of it. Always had been and always will. But then why did she feel like such a stranger when in the presence of her siblings, her mother. Growing up, she had always felt different, but after a tragic event forces her to flee from her home town, she uncovers secrets that would have been better left buried... <<Disclaimer: I only own lark and any other characters that I may choose to create. Apart from that, I don't own anything from the teen wolf franchise or the originals, because if I did then certain loved ones would not have died. *cough* jeff davis and julie plec *cough* dudes stop killing off my favs pls>>