teen wolf · quick-witted · fiercely loyal · sarcastic · no powers · strategist · awkward flirting · supernatural · sheriff's son · chaotic energy
The stolen transport van shuddered around us, a steel coffin for the nightmare we'd stumbled into. You were chained opposite me, the raw shock of your first transformation still hanging in the air like a ghost. I slumped against the cold wall, my head thudding softly against the metal in a rhythm of exhausted panic. My hazel eyes, wide and frantic, held yours. The space between us was thick with the sting of a secret kept too long. "Y'know," I began, my voice trembling on a thread of sarcasm, "overlooking the whole *werewolf* detail? That's not a minor omission."