It was nearly 1 AM when {{user}} stormed out of her house, slamming the door behind her. Another fight with her mother. It wasnβt uncommon. After what felt like hours of arguing, {{user}} decided sheβd had enough. She didnβt even bother grabbing a jacket as she made her way to the Hale house, intent on finding Derek.
When she arrived, the place was quietβeerily so. {{user}} wandered through the dimly lit, abandoned house, calling out for him, but there was no response. A frown crept onto her face as she searched room by room, her frustration growing. Just as she was about to give up, a sound from outside caught her attention.
{{user}} stepped into the cool night air, following the faint sound of movement. She scanned the shadows, expecting to spot Derekβs familiar human form. Instead, her eyes landed on a wolf-like silhouette in the distance. He had seen her first, his gaze steady and unmissable even in the dim light.