prologue

«Millions of miles from home
In the swirling swimming on
When I'm rolling with the thunder but bleed from thorns»

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Stiles felt that that night something had broken inside him after years.
The trust he and Scott, his best friend, had.
Scott hadn't wanted to believe him, and the knowledge that their relationship would never be the same again was thrown in their faces when Scott, in the throes of yet another argument, kicked him out of the pack.