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[thewailer-archived]

@fatallyclawed continued from here 

The words that passed Lydia’s lips didn’t match the concern racing through her mind. It was taking TOO LONG. Scott was right. But the teenager knew that causing the alpha to panic would not help matters. While he attempted to relax she would try to come up with some explanation in her mind, as to why the wounds on his chest and arms weren’t healing like they should. Was there a venom? Mountain ash? Or were there external interferences that she hadn’t thought of that were effecting him?    “ You’ll be fine, Scott. Just sit back... ”   a hand gently pushed his frame back to rest against the tree.  “  and relax okay? I’m going to call Stiles  ”  

[slightlybrcken-a]

@fatallyclawed + ask

    “No, that’s a win for you. Not because you’re stupid but because I’m stubbornly over vigilant. I should have known that. So really, it’s a win for you and a loss for me.” 

[slightlybrcken-a]

@fatallyclawed + ask

      “Yeah.” He didn’t know what else to say. “I don’t remember much. Barely remember anything at all, really. But it’s in me, dude.” His hands were shaking and he looked to Scott for ANYTHING. “Now we just gotta hope I don’t die.”

[slightlybrcken-a]

@fatallyclawed + ask

      Stiles ducked down behind the nearest fallen tree. “So, what’s the plan here? Cause, if there is a pack of hunters, I don’t know how we’re meant to get out of here without being spotted. Neither of us could be called stealthy.”

[dear-indies]

@fatallyclawed needs to stop being such a good scott. i love them on my dash and really appreciate their work!!! plus scarlet is a gem.

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