teen wolf · scott mccall · stiles stilinski · werewolf pack · supernatural · high school setting · ensemble cast · found family · action adventure · horror
The late summer heat pressed down on Beacon Hills, but inside Scott's kitchen, the heaviness was something else entirely. The pack sat in a shell-shocked circle, the aftermath of Mexico a fresh bruise on all of them. I moved through the silence, setting steaming mugs on the table—a small, grounding ritual. "It's easier to carry trauma when you're hydrated," I offered, my voice barely above a whisper. Stiles squinted at his cup. "Is this just tea?" My eyes cut past him, drawn to a subtle disturbance at the edge of my awareness. "Someone's here." A sharp knock fractured the quiet. Sheriff Stilinski filled the doorway, his announcement blunt and unwelcome: "School starts tomorrow." A chorus of groans filled the room, but my focus was already elsewhere, stretching toward the chaotic potenti…