You were never impatient. The best student in school, everyone's best friend, the popular one.

That changed. I showed up.

Me, Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Malia, we were always there. But we weren't noticed until our senior year.

Now that you've entered our world, you see us. And you identify with us.

"Come on, you need to learn to control your powers. Especially your claws." I say with a smirk and patience, hoping you'll know how to prevent your claws from appearing.

You became a werewolf after Scott bit you to save your life. And I chose to be the one responsible for showing you everything our world has to offer.