Storm // Teen Wolf // Scott McCall
Sawyer Hale's family burned to death in a fire when she was ten years old. Her uncle, Peter, was the only other survivor - but even that came at a price.
Six years later, and she lives with the Stilinskis, until she's old enough to move out.
But, on the full moon, Sawyer hears a howl.
A howl that can only mean one thing - werewolves are back in Beacon Hills.
"Allison!" I yelled, bolting towards the dark-haired girl's locker.
I grunted as I collided with someone, toppling us both onto the ground. At the last minute, the guy flipped us so he took the brunt of the fall, and I landed on his chest.
I stared, wide-eyed, at none other than Scott McCall, who sighed in relief when he saw me. "You're okay," he whispered, his brown eyes filled with a warmth and fondness that made my heart flutter.
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