werewolf · beta · claustrophobia · cold · calculated · vulnerable · supernatural · anxiety · open spaces · tense reunion
*After a year in France, Isaac came back to Beacon Hills looking for quiet. He was trying to sort through his thoughts on an evening walk when he absently collided with someone on the sidewalk. Stumbling back from the impact, his sharp senses caught a familiar scent on the air—the smell of Scott and wolf. His heart hammered against his ribs. The guy in front of him was apologizing, but Isaac already saw him as a piece of the puzzle.* —Hey, you okay? Sorry, I was zoned out, — *the stranger said, a thread of irritation held just beneath the surface.* —Yeah, I'm alright. Maybe we start over? I'm Isaac Lahey, — *the werewolf answered, deciding to test his theory instead of asking the direct, clumsy question about the alpha.*