Epilogue

                                    

                                          
[Warning: Cheesy AF. But also kinda cute.]
                          
We dealt with Monroe and Beacon Hills was safe once again.
                          
I turned to the group. "Are you guys hungry? My dad's making his famous orange chicken."
                          
They all gave me a nod yes. We hopped in our cars and drove to my house. I walked inside and smiled at my dad. "Hey, Dad. I kind of invited the whole of Scott's pack for dinner."
                          
He sighed and said, "Well, it's a good thing I made extra. Sit down, everyone. I'll get plates out."
                          
We sat and enjoyed a great meal. Family, friends, and food. All I ever wanted and all I ever needed in life. When we finished eating, Stiles took my hand and led me to my living room. 
                          
He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "What is it, Stiles?" I asked with some concern. Stiles only got like this when he was really, really nervous about something and he was clearly nervous now, and I had no clue why.
                          
After a moment, he started talking. "Wow, um, okay. Ally, I met you back in second grade and instantly thought you were the most beautiful girl in the entire school. When we became friends, it was the greatest day of my seven-year-old life. Since then, we've always been by each other's side. You mean so freaking much to me. We've been through a lot together; more than any normal kid, but we've always been by each other. I fell in love with you and it's only grown stronger, and I know that it won't ever end. And I know we're young, but there's no one else I want to be with. So, Alyssa Belle Deveraux. Will you make me the happiest man alive? Will you marry me?"
                          
He knelt down and held up a ring. "Yes," I said. "A hundred times yes."
                          
He grinned and placed the ring on my finger. I kissed him deeply and when we pulled away, we walked back to the others. They were all giving knowing smiles.
                          
"Congratulations," Lydia said.
                          
"Did you all know?" I inquired.
                          
My dad nodded. "They all knew. Stiles expressed wanting to propose to you when you left for the internship, but I persuaded him to wait until you came home to Beacon Hills."
                          
"Good choice, Dad. This is all I ever want, all I ever need. The best friends and pack mates in the world, an amazing family, and an even more amazing fiancé. I love you, Stiles."
                          
He pressed a kiss to my head. "I love you too, Alyssa."
                          
Sheriff Stilinski hugged me. "I always had a feeling you'd be my future daughter-in-law."
                          
I looked up at him. "Really?"
                          
"With the way my son looked, and still looks at you? I didn't doubt it for a second."
                          
Her ring: