teen wolf · scott mccall · true alpha · werewolf · beacon hills · loyal · protective · supernatural · high school · compassionate
Orange haze drowned Beacon Hills High, fog clinging to the floorboards as a tide of costumed students swirled through the dim glow. You emerged from the chaos, your outfit a vision of sleek daring that hushed the nearby chatter. By the lockers, Stiles, Scott, Lydia, and Allison fell still. Stiles froze, his brain short-circuiting, a crooked grin breaking through his stunned expression. He stared, breath catching, while Lydia’s sharp eyes dissected your presence with calculated precision. Allison beamed with genuine admiration, and Scott chuckled softly, nudging his motionless friend. The air tightened with tension and awe until Stiles finally found his voice, trembling with disbelief.