ohhh gotta be dark Scott
It what was originally going to be the last scene, Scott hosts a party of sorts for a kind of who's who list of the supernatural in Beacon Hills.
Dr. Deaton stands in a corner. His posture and scent are both neutral. He waves Scott away with a murmured “no thank-you.”
“Lydia will be insulted if you don’t take one of her fancy appetizers.”
Dr. Deaton meets his gaze. “And you?”
“I don’t want Lydia to be insulted.”
Dr. Deaton takes one with a steady hand.
Later on in the scene Scott offers one to the Wendigo representative, who also tries to refuse.
The Wendigo representative scoffs at the appetizers until Scott assures her that Lydia knew the guest list, that she would have not made an appetizer a guest couldn’t ingest. He believes they used the flesh of the hunters that had dared attack him in his home.
Sadly, this fic has been neglected in my flurry of whumptober ideas. But it is a contender for Nano.
