“ look me in the eyes and say that again. ”
𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 . but lycanthropy has little to do with the basic instinct that tells him that A WOMAN SCORNED IS NO SMALL THING . boy alpha is a wall , loyalty in the burdened spine of him , but lydia is all filed claws and sharp teeth and scott wonders ɪғ sʜᴇ ʜᴀs ᴡᴏʟғ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴏ . her voice has gone dangerously low , a hiss of breath that shapes her vowels and REEKS OF CONTEMPT . he shouldn’t pick sides , but he doesn’t need to touch lydia to know that her fury is a righteous attempt at masking the hurt that bleeds from her focused gaze . ❝ 𝙸'𝙼 𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚁𝚈 , 𝙻𝚈𝙳𝙸𝙰 . i think he just needs to be alone right now . ❞
➝ 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓. // @lydstm
