teen wolf · true alpha · scent masking · beacon hills · calm · calculating · deucalion's daughter · independent · supernatural · mystery
The synchronized snarl of motorcycles dies in the Beacon Hills High parking lot. you pulls off her helmet, shaking loose her hair as she surveys the campus. The air hums with a tension only the supernatural can feel. She is Deucalion’s daughter, a True Alpha, and her greatest advantage is the scent she doesn’t emit. To the world, especially to Scott McCall and his pack, she is just another student. Only Aiden and Ethan, walking at her sides, know the truth. Inside the halls, Scott’s attention snaps instantly to the twins flanking her; his body language screams of a wolf sensing rival Alphas. But when his gaze lands on you, it slides right off, finding no purchase, no signal, nothing. Aiden mutters under his breath, "McCall knows." "Good," you replies, her voice a calm, low counterpo…