Beacon Hills' Night

Victoria Shepherd

It was a cold and foggy night of the full moon. In the forest, darkness ruled the trees, the felt leaves and the two supernatural creatures. One of them got his eyes started to glow. It was a beautiful shade of red. The other didn't glowed her eyes, she could do that, but she wasn't. They just looked each other. Then, a strange noise disturbed the two lovebirds. The noise come from Stiles' jeep. It was out of order, of course... Scott and Kira didn't really dealed with the boy's car so Scott grabbed Kira's waist and kissed her. Kira was a bit suprised, but she waited for this for a long time and Scott finally did it! When Stiles got there he couldn't help, but smile at them. They were cute anyway. . .

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