Very sorry for anyone who read that *fake* chapter 8. I'm on vacation today and wanted to get something put up. I accidentally posted chapter 10. So here is the real chapter 8. The phony ch 8 was only up for about an hour so hopefully no one read it or they are going to be confused.

Isaac looks at David his eyes flashing yellow as he takes a step towards him. The younger wolf stands rolling his shoulders and neck putting on a display of limbering up for a fight. "What's it going to be queer bait? Fight me or go after your come dumpst…" David's harsh words are cut off when in a blur of motion Isaac crosses the floor and slams his fist in to his face. The blow sends the shocked beta back several feet his shoes actually leaving the floor. He lands on his backside slides a bit then his momentum carries his torso back causing his head to slam in to the hearth of the fireplace. Patrick winces with a grin on his face at the loud thud David's head makes. Isaac looks at Patrick who chuckles and holds his hands up in surrender. Isaac growls at him before turning and sprinting out the front door.

Paul looks in the rear view mirror and frowns when he sees the yellow eyes of a fully shifted wolf running to catch the car. He presses the accelerator down further and screams towards the exit sliding sideways around several sharp turns. Seconds later he approaches the gate. The pedal gets slammed to the floor and he braces himself. With a loud crash the car slams through the gate, broken twisted metal going everywhere. He barely keeps the car on the road as he turns sharply to the right accelerating as rapidly as the large Buick can go. One last look in the mirror as he merges on to the high way and he sees he's managed to out run Isaac. Isaac shifts back breathing so hard he bends over hands on his knees. "Paul!" he rasps out forlornly.

Paul slows to a more acceptable speed and takes a deep breath shuddering sobs racking his frame. Pressing cancel on his phone to silence the never ending stream of calls from Derek and Stiles he then shuts it off. Thirty minutes later he pulls up to the front door of the JW Marriott. "Good evening sir." The valet says pulling the car door open for him. "Help you with your bags?" Paul quickly draws his forearm over his face drying this eyes and cheeks. "No bags." He replies hoarsely exiting the car without making eye contact. "Room number or name sir?" The valet calls after him. "Brace, I'll be in the bar." Paul breezes past another valet who holds the door open for him. Pausing in the middle of the lobby Paul makes his way over to the front desk. "Hello. Checking in?" The perky blond woman asks as he approaches. "Yes I don't have a reservation." Paul answers. "Oh." She says. "We are pretty full tonight." Looking down at her computer she hits a few buttons. "How long will you be staying?" She asks looking up. "I'm not sure a day or two?" Paul asks shrugging. The clerk chews on her lip as she clicks some keys on the computer. "I'm sorry I have one suite left. "I have no idea what I'm doing." Paul says staring at the granite surface of the desk. "Sir?" she asks. "Have you ever been given everything you ever wanted? I mean everything, been with someone who fulfilled you so completely that you wondered how you survived up until that point? Absolute joy, happiness and contentment. Only to find out it was a lie?" One side of the clerks mouth slides down in to a frown. "Can I call someone for you sir?" She asks softly placing her hand on Paul's when he shudders back a sob. She sees a tear making it's way down his face. "S'OK" He says rubbing his eyes. "Sorry I'm sure you've got better things to do. I've just got this horrible headache. Perfect way to top off the day I guess. The suite will be fine." He says schooling his features into an emotionless mask. "It's pretty large. It's the Texas suite. The best I can do is 750. If you're going to be here longer we can get you in to something smaller in a couple days." Paul shakes his head. "I'll let you know." He lays his credit card and drivers license on the counter looking around the lobby as he waits to be checked in.

Room key in hand Paul settles in to one of the comfortable booths in the lobby bar. The bar tender comes by and asks for his order. Paul, distracted by his inner thoughts doesn't notice the appraising look the young man gives him. He looks over at the other bartender and grins widely getting an eye roll and shake of the head in reply. "Black Russian triple." He says pulling his wallet out. "Take care of me and I'll give you another one of these when you kick me out at closing." He says handing him a hundred dollar bill. "Not a problem sir." The younger man says grinning widely as he pockets the c-note and walking hurriedly back towards the bar. Paul freezes when he feels a very faint tapping across the pack bond. "Isaac." He mutters to himself. He closes his eyes and does his best to block the insistent sensation. The icy pain of his headache gets worse and he winces slightly rubbing him temples. "Sir." Opening his eyes he sees his drink has arrived. "Thanks." Paul says. He takes the drink and downs before handing it back to the wide eyed young man. "Keep them coming." Paul says settling back in to the seat with a sigh.

Isaac walks slowly back to where his phone is laying on the ground with his shredded clothes ringing insistently. He flicks his finger on the screen answering without looking. "What have you done?" Derek asks tersely. Isaac sighs deeply looking up at the gathering clouds. "One of the wolves here…. He told Paul….. About how long we live." "Damn it." Derek says. "He thinks we hid it from him because we don't love him or trust him enough to make him one of us." Stiles says in to the phone leaning on Derek's shoulder. "Yup." Isaac replies rubbing his head in an attempt to ease the pounding. "It gets better though." He says angrily. "Guess who is only 16 years old?" "Shit." Comes the reply over the phone. "Oh and that's not all." Isaac says hotly. "His mom? Hates us, our kind… Jeremy sent him to Beacon Hills without asking her permission." "Does she know about Paul?" Derek asks slowly. "Of course, told him if he comes near his mate again she'll have him arrested." Isaac spits out, his eyes glowing a dull yellow. "Derek do you know where Paul is? He's shut me out I can't feel him at all. I'm worried." Derek shakes his head causing the frown on Stiles's face to get even larger. The whole pack feels a brief flash of Derek's strength over the bond. "Not really. I can feel him but just barely. All I can say is that he's alive." "So on top of Paul hating both his mates he's run off and blocked any of us from being able to sense him." Stiles says standing up and pacing. "That about sums it up." Isaac says turning and walking towards the guest house.

"We're on our way." Derek says after a moment. "Let's wait." Isaac says. "What would we do? Track him down? Then what? Demand he come home with us?" "Isaac." Stiles says. "Paul loves you, desperately. He's mad right now and not thinking straight. With Derek in town we can track him down and at least talk to him. He's a human that reeks of wolves on another pack's territory. It's not safe for him to be wandering around on his own. He's too new to this." "OK." Isaac says simply walking in to the house and heading straight to where his duffle bag is still sitting on the bed. He pulls out some clothes out then jerks and drops them on the floor. Paul's scent comes wafting out of their shared bag. He grab's his mate's jacket and inhales deeply pressing the garment to his face. His breath shutters out of him in a loud sob. "Guys… I….. It hurts." Another sob escapes as Isaac tries to contain his emotions. "I need my mate, and I don't know how to get him back. I don't know what to do. Please help me." He blinks rapidly as the tears stinging his eyes roll down his face. "We'll be there as soon as we can pup." Stiles says. Isaac sinks to his knees holding the garment close to his face. "Please hurry."

I typically read over my chapters several times before posting them. Since I'm in a hurry today, and after I messed up and put the wrong chapter out I hurriedly posted this one with out my usual review. So I'm sorry if there are more mistakes, poor grammar, and crazy sentence structure than usual.