☆彡 𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗼𝗹𝗳
❛ this isn't just a scarf, alright? y'know, it also doubles up as a super awesome cape. ❜
lois was waiting for superman -
not a teenage beta with a bad
attitude and a habit of wearing
...
Allison took a step away from the window and braced herself, holding her crossbow with steady hands and aimed at one of the two betas outside the McCall house.
Lois chewed on her lip, suddenly much more unsettled having known that Isaac wasn't there. The only other place for him to be was trying to get inside the house, if he hadn't managed to make it inside already. She wondered whether Melissa had remembered to lock the back door, that morning. They hadn't checked.
If Isaac was inside, or damn close to getting in, then they had to do this. And they had to do it now.
The hunter nodded and they all turned to look out the window, waiting for her to pull that trigger and for one of the werewolves to hit the ground, but nothing happened. Nothing happened at all, because the crossbow had already been swiped out of her hands and Allison had already hit the ground with a thump. Lois' eyes widened as she tugged Luna back to avoid the the weapon that had flown dangerously close to her face, natural instinct to protect her kicking in. She pulled the blonde into her and span around, the two of them slowly backing towards Stiles, unable to see the invader through the dark.
But Stiles was yanked around and thrown into the wall before the girls had even made it close, groaning at the impact his body had made with brick. Lois tightened her grip on Luna's hand and raced towards the kitchen, grabbing a knife from the block on the counter top and holding it out in front of them. Now that Allison was down and their only weapon was somewhere on the ground, it was time for them to improvise.
