sᴀᴍ's ᴀᴅᴏᴘᴛᴇᴅ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ. sʜɪᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ. ᴏᴜᴛɢᴏɪɴɢ. sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɪɴs ᴀɴᴅ sʟs. ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ. ʟɪᴛᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ. ᴛᴡɪʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴏᴄ. ᴀʟᴘʜᴀ - ᴏᴍᴇɢᴀ ᴡᴏʟғ. ᴘᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ ʙʏ [ #ᴄʜᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ] ʀᴛ?

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐… ⠀⠀ ⠀✗ — 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖺𝗅. 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 & 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗌. 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗒𝗌𝗅𝖾𝗑𝗂𝖼. 𝖺 #Ⴝᴋᴇᴛᴄʜᴇs 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍. ↻?

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She’s arrived in Forks for the time being —

sigh. it’s that Laurent she sees? the little snake.

You’re rude. Don’t you start with me, Laurent.

Don’t sister me, Irina. You know how I feel about him.

because he radiates respect, Irina. I care not of his status. he is poison to our coven.

amen.

you love companionship, Irina. tell me, does he love you?

remember that next time you find yourself surrounds by a pack of wolves.

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how cute —

I’m truly sorry to hear that. they nearly murdered my sister.

“condescending? Irina, love —” she paused, countenance softening as he reached out to squeeze her shoulder. the hesitance was so silent, but also so loud. “your hesitation tells me everything.”

familiar faces… some she wished she’d never see again.