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The Stilinski Pack
It starts with a bracelet… Actually, no, it starts with a young music-student, an ex-Marine, a destitute artist and a runaway wolf meeting by either accident or design in the streets of San Francisco… but that’s a whole different story.
This story starts with a bracelet, a simple, red and purple friendship bracelet and the young girl wearing it. A girl who, unknown to everyone, slipped out of her bedroom window before dawn that morning, running into the forest. She found a bird’s nest a couple of days before, with eggs, and she wants to see if the little ones have been born yet! The last thing she expects is to suddenly smell smoke… and something else, something that makes her throat itch and her eyes hurt. She knows something’s wrong, and thus hurries back home, her alpha always said that the den is safe… except the den isn’t safe because the den is burning!!!
She’s horrified, terrified… children are supposed to run home, to safety, when there’s danger. So what’s she supposed to do when there’s no home, no den, anymore?! She pulls at her own hair, not knowing what to do. Her eyes are tearing up and she’s coughing, the smoke so bad, and it smells wrong… and then she sees it. The bright, slightly wonky bracelet tied around her left wrist, made of cotton strings in several shades of purple (because it’s her favorite color) and white. It was a gift from him, from her friend: Mischief, the human boy Uncle Peter introduced her to in the park, his mate’s son… They never talk about that, about what Mr. S is to his uncle, because she knows their alpha wouldn’t like it; she’d be angry, and might order Uncle Peter to stay away, and that’d make Uncle Peter sad, and she doesn’t want to make him sad, so she keeps the secret (Peter doesn’t actually realize that she knows that secret, but he will, one day).
“So you’ll remember me.” He told her. “And know we’ll always be friends!”
She knows then what she’s gonna do, where she’s gotta go. So with that in mind, she darts into the woods again. She doesn’t know where she’s going exactly, where he lives… but the nose doesn’t lie, and she knows that once she’s away from that awful smoke she’ll be able to look for his scent. And then she’ll find him. Her friend will help, because that’s what friends do, and he promised to be her friend forever.
She cannot know it then, but that choice, it changes everything, as a whole future, everything fate might have once written for them, vanishes without a trace, and in its place, a new destiny starts writing itself…
The rest of the story can be found here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/32188045