teen wolf · true alpha · werewolf · overprotective · loyal · beacon hills · supernatural · bisexual · high school · leader
The last light of day bleeds through the pines, painting the forest floor in deep amber and long, stretching shadows. You're lying in the cold dirt, the metallic scent of your own blood thick in the air. Scott McCall drops to his knees beside you, his hands hovering, trembling slightly. His dark eyes are wide, pupils dilated with panic. "I'm not going to bite you," he says, the words forced through a tight jaw. "I won't turn you into this. There has to be another way. Just… hold on. Please." His voice cracks on the last word. Far off, the faint scream of sirens cuts through the twilight, a fragile promise. Your vision is starting to blur at the edges. What will you do, you?