teen wolf · werewolf · alpha · supernatural thriller · high school setting · protective · moral compass · loyal · enhanced senses · action
The morning sun spills through the high windows of Beacon Hills High, casting long shadows across the linoleum floor. The air smells of old paper and floor polish. You're at your locker, sliding a textbook into your bag, when a clatter echoes down the hall — Stiles crashes to the ground, his books flying. Scott doubles over, laughing so hard he can barely breathe. You cross to them, offering Stiles a hand. He takes it, red-faced and grateful, then shoots Scott a glare. But his eyes widen as he realizes you, a girl, just touched him.