Isaac

If there was one thing Isaac was sure of, it was that life was always out to get him.

Why else would his mother and brother have died, leaving him to deal with an inattentive father, who eventually turned to taking his aggressions out on him?

It seemed like an impossible fact, that life, an inanimate object, could somehow screw you over time and time again, but he was just another one of the 'lucky' ones, it seemed.

He was a seemingly invisible being. No one bothered looking at him twice, to notice the bruises that littered his body. If they did, they figured it was none of their business and left him alone, more alone than ever.

So when Derek Hale showed up to the graveyard where he worked, offering to change everything by making him a werewolf, he said yes instantly. It didn't matter that the bite could kill him, that he would lose control of himself once a month, become even more of a freak than he already was, because he wouldn't be alone anymore.

Derek would be there for him, at the very least. As well as the rest of the pack, as soon as Derek got more people to turn.

Isaac hadn't expected to be taken in by the Sheriff and his daughter Stiles, especially after becoming a prime suspect in his father's own murder. Stiles had changed his views on many things, mostly the way he viewed those around him. She became a pillar to him and a very important staple in his messed up life.

That's why, when Erica tells him of how she 'distracted' Stiles by hitting her upside the head with one of Stiles' own car parts, then shoved her in the nearest dumpster for 'conveniences sake', he nearly flips his lid.

And he's not the only one.

"What?" Both Isaac and Derek growl out at Erica, who squeaks and moves back a bit at the sudden hostility.

"What?" she asks back, a devilishly innocent grin on her face, but her smell gives Erica's true emotions away. She's terrified. "I did what you asked me to, which was to prevent her from intercepting Boyd or calling and informing Scott to Boyd's location."

"Stiles is a human," Isaac hisses out, barely restraining himself from jumping on the girl across from him. He doesn't want to think about how gross and disease-infested that dumpster could be. "She's still fragile compared to the new strength you possess. You aren't supposed to abuse your powers, especially on someone who doesn't deserve it!"

Erica looks a smidge guilty at this, and looks over at Derek to hear out his piece. He is the alpha, as Derek loves to remind them.

"As much as I claim to not be able to stand Stiles," Derek starts with, "I still don't try and beat the information out of her or knock her unconscious. A bit of roughhousing, sure, but to full on attack Stiles is out of the question. It is a misuse of your supernatural strength that we can't have you afford to abuse. Not only does it make Stiles want to give us information less, but we could lose Scott as well. Lose favor with Scott, we lose favor of Allison. Plus, the fact that Stiles' dad is the Sheriff which would be a detrimental enemy of have. Not to mention the hunters that will jump on any chance to eradicate us. You put a lot of us at risk with that stunt."

"Let's not forget," Isaac cuts in, "that I live with Stiles now, and I don't appreciate how you hurt someone I look at as a sister and pack mate. I don't care that you don't see her in the same way as I do, but you will respect my feelings towards this situation, as a pack mate. With that said, you are coming back to our house, and you are going to apologize, sincerely, to Stiles." Erica looks a bit flabbergasted at the proposal, and looks to Derek for confirmation on Isaac's words. Again, the man is their alpha.

"You should," Derek agrees, and Erica's shoulders slump. It was an order, not a suggestion.

"Do we have to do that now?" Erica whines a bit, not wanting to face Stiles so soon after the incident she's going to have to apologize for. Sure, it'll still be embarrassing later, but Stiles will have had more time to cool down about it than she would if Erica apologized after only a few hours.

"Yes," both Isaac and Derek say at the same time. Erica's shoulders slump further, and she pouts a bit, but willingly follows the rest of the pack when they get into the car to head over to the Stilinski residence.

The drive is short and relatively silent, and when they get to the Stilinski household, Isaac steers them straight towards the front door. Derek and Erica both give him a judgmental looks. Isaac sheepishly scratches the back of his neck as he opens the front door for them, inviting them in.

"Sorry, but Stiles tells me you like to use her window a lot, and she's likely to be mad at us already, so we might as well make her happier by using the actual door."

Isaac gives Erica and Derek a small tour of the house, because he really doesn't know how long they will have to wait before Stiles gets home.

It's about 30 minutes into them waiting when they all hear Stiles' sneakers coming up the driveway, and her breaths coming up in large huffs. They stay silent as Stiles makes her way into the house, mumbling to herself all the way up the stairs and as she makes her way into her room. Stiles looks a bit confused for a moment, before turning the slightest bit hostile, but mostly defiant.

"Well, I certainly don't remember inviting you in, except Isaac because he lives here now."

They were in for a wonderfully nice conversation, as far as Isaac could tell.