#samanomaly

Kenna’s nightmare may not have been real, but it still had the desired effect on her. For months she’d been leaving fake trails for her family, trying to prolong the inevitable, and knowing now that Sam would stand by her, she wanted more than ever to keep them away. Kenna didn’t want to find out what they’d do to anyone she was involved with. When she heard the door to her apartment open, she leaned over and peered down the hallway, smiling at the familiar blonde. “Hey, baby.” 

Grunting a little, he finished twisting off one of the chair legs around the handle. Sam already believed the redemption story, Chris was well on his way and... well, Allison would have to be a work in progress. It wasn’t like Peter was completely heartless, at least, even if he was far from the pinnacle of good. He rather liked Sam, and he had the sneaking suspicion that she was his sister’s beta so stealing her for his own pack was a welcoming idea. Then there was Chris- that was a complicated story.. Allison was probably the one he worried for least but he had to play his part to perfection and she was Chris’s daughter. Next was the bookshelf- he shoved it in front of the door and hoped that it would do the trick in keeping the four of them safe. He wouldn’t have minded taking on his sister but he needed the upper hand when he went after Talia. He took in the Argents- at least they had each other -and Sam, a lone wolf in this situation. One whom he’d probably just revealed himself too. Surely she’d have questions but he would take them as they came.