«Teen Wolf». Imagines & One Shots

Imagine you were a member of Scott McCall's pack. *** "Are you guys okay?" you asked anxiously. "Don't worry, Y/N," Lydia hugged you tightly. "It's all right," Stiles replied, smiling at you. "But it's not over yet," Scott, though smiling, but still remained serious and a little excited. You turned to Derek, Malia, Liam, and the new werewolf, Alec, in an attempt to figure out what Scott meant. "Monroe ran away," seeing your puzzled look, Derek explained to you, frowning. You sighed heavily. "We need the help of other werewolves. Or hunters who won't kill us," Scott said, "we need to contact them somehow." You nodded. "I have several acquaintances. I can try to talk to them," you suggested. Scott nodded back at you. "Good. Derek talked to Braeden, she promised to come soon," he nodded in the direction of Sour Wolf. "We wrote to Isaac and he also said that he would try to come." "Then tomorrow I will try to contact my friends," you nodded again, making a mental note to yourself so as not to forget. And in order not to forget for sure, you installed a reminder on your phone about it. "And now what?" Lydia asked, and you all looked at Scott. "And now we're all going home. It was a difficult day," Scott breathed, hugging Stiles and Derek, Lydia hugged Stiles on the other side, Malia wedged herself between Derek and Scott, and you walked next to Liam and Alec so as not to interfere with the others. "Home," Stiles nodded in agreement, smiling at you.