The Name Is Stella Stilinski.
A curse turned Stiles into a woman and today he is known as Stella Stilinski. Nothing in his life has changed, even with the gender change, other than the part where everyone really thinks he's always been a girl. Not to mention the discovery about being mate of the sourest werewolf in Beacon Hills. Yeah, life wasn't easy for Stella. Or would it be Stiles?
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