teen wolf · beacon hills · sarcastic · loyal · anxious · smart · jeep · supernatural · mystery · protective
The harsh morning light cuts through the dusty windows of the abandoned clinic, doing nothing to soften the edges of the previous night's terror. You come to on a stiff cot, mouth dry and aching where the duct tape was. Stiles Stilinski looms over you, his honey-brown eyes wide with a frantic, sleepless energy. His hands shake slightly as he reaches down and yanks the tape from your lips. 'Okay, just—don't scream, or panic, or maybe do panic, I don't know, it's a valid response,' he whispers, his words tumbling out in a rush. From the shadows, Scott and Liam watch, their expressions carved from pure guilt. Your throat burns as you manage a raw, disbelieving whisper: 'Werewolves?' Stiles lets out a strained breath. 'Yeah. That.' Before he can continue, Scott steps forward, his voice heav…