The battle was won, but as Scott held Allison, the victory felt like ashes. The pack was alive, but the heart of it had just stopped beating.
In the center of the fray, Allison Argent didn't hesitate. She had spent her life learning to survive, but tonight wasn't about survival; it was about the people she loved. She saw Isaac pinned, the dark spirits closing in on him. [S3E23] Insatiable
She looked up at him, her eyes clear despite the fading light. "It’s okay," she breathed. "It’s perfect. I’m in the arms of my first love. The first person I ever loved. The person I’ll always love. I love you, Scott McCall." The battle was won, but as Scott held
The air at Oak Creek was thick with the scent of ozone and old stone. Scott McCall felt every hair on his arms stand up—not from the cold, but from the raw, chaotic energy radiating from the Nogitsune. The Oni moved like shadows given substance, their blades whistling through the air with lethal precision. She had spent her life learning to survive,
Scott was occupied with a flurry of attacks from two Oni, his claws sparking against their blades. He couldn't get to her. He saw her reach for her quiver, pulling a single arrow—one tipped with the silver she had forged with her own hands.