[ Stiles makes no attempt to hold on to the phone; once the werewolf snaps into action, he meekly surrenders it without so much as an apology or a guilty look. Even the incredulous rebuke is ignored. Wide awake now, the teenager studies Derek’s profile in heavy, considering silence. He doesn’t believe in coincidences. The Laura from the text messages must be the same Laura who survived the fire—Derek’s older sister. Which begs the question… ]
Is she a werewolf too? [ he asks, and it’s the wrong question, but the only one he feels brave enough to ask right now. ] Your sister. Laura.
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Is she a werewolf too? [ he asks, and it’s the wrong question, but the only one he feels brave enough to ask right now. ] Your sister. Laura.