The Bane of Our Existence. ★

Characters

{OC's} Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Peter Hale, Isaac Lahey, etc.

Description

When a second body is found in Beacon Hills having been strangled, their skull bashed in, and their throats slashed, Derek Hale assumes it has to be the two newcomers in town who arrived in just enough time to be suspected for the murders.

Waking up to the county Sherriff banging on your door accusing you of murder isn’t exactly the ‘Perfect’ way to welcome your day, least of all for Evangeline Cross, Alpha of her massacred family pack from Sitka Alaska, neither was it for Peyton Ryder, the only known pack member of Evan’s and the practical younger sister of the Alpha.

Relying on an alliance formed with Derek Hale and his pack, the two girls start their own investigation to find out who reported Evan and who’s the killer doing the strange three-fold virgin deaths in Beacon Hills.

But while the girls aren’t the murderers, they slowly start to reveal secrets not even Stiles could’ve figured out.

Foreword

Police sirens were the first thing that woke up the buxom blonde from her alcohol induced slumber, the second was the head splitting pain of said sirens on her sensitive ears so early in the morning, and the third was the banging on the hotel rooms door.

Rolling over onto her stomach, she checked the clock to see if it was worth even getting up for so early, and noticed that it was seven in the morning.

Who the fuck wakes up this early?

The pounding on the door continued and she groaned, pushing herself into a sitting position and then somehow managing to stand up in her black wife beater and panties, and strolled over to the door with a yawn as she opened it.

“Evangeline Cross?”

“Who’s asking?” she was too busy scratching her head to move her hair out of her eyes and look up.

“Sherriff Stilinski, Beacon Hills PD”

She looked up and they locked gazes for a moment before she sighed.

“Alright, lemme get some pants”