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No One's Here to Sleep.
Two
I stood in the empty apartment, it was a three bedroom. two bathroom. It had a decent size living room along with a work room that had been left untouched, Chris made sure to leave as much information for me that he possibly could. I didn't mind but I didn't really need it, how ever he did send me a message to read it.
Walking farther into the apartment, past the kitchen that was spotless yet had supplies then past the living room that had stuff draped over the couches. I stopped at one door and just stared at it, there were nice big letters on the front of it that read.
Allison's Room, Enter if you dare.
I felt a twinge of pain as I stared at her door, it was so surreal that she was gone and at the same time; I didn't really know how to feel. Ever since my family had moved I was taught not to grieve and not to feel the pain I normally would, So in a way, I was numb to life.
Once my things were unpacked and I was finally settled into the apartment, I went through the files to learn about every one and everything; I found out the new code.Help those who need to be helped and that we don't kill the wolves anymore, at least not in Beacon Hills. Groaning, I ran my hand through my black locks and then continued to read.
Scott McCall-Werewolf-Alpha
Lydia Martin- Banshee
Stiles Stilinski- Human, Scott's best friend.
Kira Yukimura- Kitsune.
Malia Tate- Were coyote- New to being a human.
Nodding my head I placed the files down without needing to read everything about them, there was no need because I had to get to know them regardless. I would rather know a person by meeting them instead of files, standing I grabbed my car keys and made my way to the front door but stopped. I stood with my right side in front of a door, it was slightly cracked open and had no light coming in from the outside. Slowly I pulled the gun from its holster and crept closer to the door, my gun against the door I slowly shoved it open.
It was his old room, Gerard. My eyes scanned the room, a desk filled with papers, the windows covered in dark shades. A wheel chair in the far corner along with a waste bin filled with black goop, Narrowing my eyes I took a step back and closed the door behind me. There was something Chris was not telling me.
Turning back towards the front door, I placed my attention on meeting this new pack and this new alpha.
Walking farther into the apartment, past the kitchen that was spotless yet had supplies then past the living room that had stuff draped over the couches. I stopped at one door and just stared at it, there were nice big letters on the front of it that read.
Allison's Room, Enter if you dare.
I felt a twinge of pain as I stared at her door, it was so surreal that she was gone and at the same time; I didn't really know how to feel. Ever since my family had moved I was taught not to grieve and not to feel the pain I normally would, So in a way, I was numb to life.
Once my things were unpacked and I was finally settled into the apartment, I went through the files to learn about every one and everything; I found out the new code.Help those who need to be helped and that we don't kill the wolves anymore, at least not in Beacon Hills. Groaning, I ran my hand through my black locks and then continued to read.
Scott McCall-Werewolf-Alpha
Lydia Martin- Banshee
Stiles Stilinski- Human, Scott's best friend.
Kira Yukimura- Kitsune.
Malia Tate- Were coyote- New to being a human.
Nodding my head I placed the files down without needing to read everything about them, there was no need because I had to get to know them regardless. I would rather know a person by meeting them instead of files, standing I grabbed my car keys and made my way to the front door but stopped. I stood with my right side in front of a door, it was slightly cracked open and had no light coming in from the outside. Slowly I pulled the gun from its holster and crept closer to the door, my gun against the door I slowly shoved it open.
It was his old room, Gerard. My eyes scanned the room, a desk filled with papers, the windows covered in dark shades. A wheel chair in the far corner along with a waste bin filled with black goop, Narrowing my eyes I took a step back and closed the door behind me. There was something Chris was not telling me.
Turning back towards the front door, I placed my attention on meeting this new pack and this new alpha.