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Chapter 4

"I told you," Erica murmured. Normally, she would have made a bigger deal and basked in the glow of victory but she was still sulking over her denial. "Asshole." She quickly added for good measure.

Isaac did his third scan around the block and back before giving in to failure.

"Alright," he said, "looks like you might be right. Let's go check out the school quickly. I bet you Derek's timing us."

"I wouldn't make another bet if I were you. You know, given your track record and all," Erica remarks nodding her head in the direction of the empty building.

At this Isaac had to smile, just a bit. He had to hand it to her, the girl was clever. They were standing in the parking lot and it was almost 5pm. Isaac had no where to go, no obligations, since he's been living with Derek ever since his father was killed. Erica, on the other hand, had told her parents she'd be home at 6. At this point, she couldn't wait to curl up in her bed and watch TV until she fell asleep.

Not only were they not talking but Erica was walking a good two steps ahead of Isaac, determined to give him the cold shoulder. This silence is painful Isaac thought.

"So…are you scared of being caught by hunters?" He asked in a vain attempt to strike up a conversation. He took three big strides to catch up alongside her.

She flashed him a quick "Is that a joke" glance before completely ignoring his

question with an eye roll. He regretted even opening his mouth. Suddenly, he felt this pang in his chest. Could it be he made the wrong decision with Erica?

They were about 5 minutes away from the school and they were definitely picking up on Derek's scent. Soon enough, they arrive to the parking lot where Derek is sitting on the ground, leaning up against a telephone pole.

"Took you long enough," Derek said. He stood up and stretched his legs. He observed their body language;Erica's arms folded, clearly in anticipation of getting away as soon as possible and Isaac's obvious awkward stance fiddling with something in his pockets.

"I hope you two like each other because you're going to be spending a hell of a lot of time together so get used to it," their Alpha warned. He told them he expected to see them again tomorrow at his house at 3 o'clock after school.

"Do you want a ride back Isaac?"

Isaac glanced over at Erica who was now making her way home. He knew she lived just five minutes away but still said "Nah, I think I'll make sure Erica gets home OK first."

"That's good. I like that. Looking out for your fellow pack member. Good." And with that Derek sped away out of the parking lot in his fancy black sports car.

"Wait up!" Isaac called to Erica as he ran up beside her. She looked confused and so vulnerable, Isaac thought. Almost as if she heard him, Erica straightened herself up, rolled back her shoulders and flipped her hair. She practically snorted when Isaac stepped in pace with her.

"What are you doing?" Erica asked forcing an unpleased inflection in her voice when really she was so happy he was next to her again. She felt safer, stronger and happier whenever he was near her. She so badly wanted to reach out and touch his soft curly brown hair but restrained herself.

"Derek wanted me to walk you home," he lied. He was almost shocked as he heard the fib just roll out of his mouth. He used his peripheral vision to gauge her reaction. She seemed unfazed.

"Oh," was all she responded.

He mumbled something more to himself than her about how he always ruins things. She couldn't make out a word he was saying, her attention was focused on making it home without crying.

Soon enough, they were in front of Erica's driveway. She didn't even bother to stand there awkwardly and wait to see what Isaac would say or do.

"Bye," she said as she turned to walk up the path to her house, "see you-"

And then everything went black. Isaac's lips were wrapped around her so fast that she actually flinched her eyes shut in reflex. His left hand grabbed at her hair in a very un-gentleman like fashion while his right hand gripped her lower back, shoving her into the crevasses of his body.

"Agh," she moaned, part from shock and part from pleasure. What is he doing? She thought.

Suddenly, he was gone. His cool, luscious lips were now staring at hers from a few inches away, but both his hands were cupping her face.

"I'm sorry," he said. She wasn't sure if he was answering her unspoken thoughts or if she had actually spoken aloud. "It's just that even though it's always been a few hours, I couldn't stand this time of you not talking to me, " his voice was low and intense. "Let alone goosing my ass," he smirked.

That smile! She whined to herself. But she was still upset and confused. She backed out of his hold. "What are you doing?" she asked firmly.

He wondered why she wasn't happier. Didn't she want this from the beginning? "I'm….kissing you," he answered, unsure what to say.

"Well don't. You said you didn't want this and Derek doesn't want this so stop. Don't toy with me, I don't have time for games." Erica was proud of her defense and at the same time kicking herself for rejecting this boy who makes her feel whole.

Isaac was disappointed. He wasn't used to this kind of neglect since getting the bite. The whole reason he wanted to be a werewolf to begin with was to escape the rejection of his father.

"Fine," he snapped, "Bye."

Erica opened her mouth but couldn't form a sentence. She stood there like that, mouth open, tears down her cheeks, for twenty minutes, long after she watched Isaac storm off.