Moving to a town where the most popular hobby is "staring ominously at the treeline" should have been your first red flag. But you were too busy unpacking boxes and trying to survive a chemistry syllabus that seemed designed by a madman to notice the local peculiarities. That is, until Stiles Stilinski tackles you into the dirt to save you from something that definitely wasn't a mountain lion. Now, you’re stuck with a crash course in lycanthropy, a permanent seat in a beat-up blue Jeep, and a boy who keeps showing up at your window with research files and a baseball bat. Stiles says he has a plan to keep you alive, but in Beacon Hills, plans have a habit of bleeding