"I need to borrow your car." Isaac says having just dumped a glass of water on David's face to wake him up. "Fuck you!" The humiliated Beta shouts. Isaac draws back his fist while hoisting David's body off the floor by his shirt. "OK OK!" Seeing this Patrick laughs throwing his head back. "You're such a pussy!" the other Beta shouts laughing loudly. "Shut up ass hole!" David says hotly. "Keys!" Isaac roars. David fumbles in his pants and finally produces a smart key. Isaac takes it then opens his hand allowing David to drop back to the floor. "Fuck!" the wolf yells when his head hits the brick hearth again. Isaac stands and walks out leaving Patrick chortling on the couch. "You two deserve each other." Isaac says as the door swings shut behind him as the two wolves start shouting at each other. Looking around the side of the house he finds new Dodge Challenger. Black with way too many over the top custom features. "Of course." Isaac snorts. He jumps in the car and tears away from the house. Loud obnoxious music blares from the speakers assailing Isaac's ears. Hitting eject on the cd player he rolls his eyes before tossing the Insane Clown Posse disc out the window. "Juggalo bitch." He mutters turning on to the main road and hammering the gas.
The sun is just starting to rise when Isaac wheels the car in to the valet area of the JW Marriott. "Please be here baby." Isaac says throwing the car into park. He tosses the smart key to the valet. "I called down for my car last night and you guys brought out the wrong one. What do you have down as my room number? Paul Brace." The teen walks over to the valet stand and types a moment on the keyboard. "Have you in The Texas Suite Mr. Brace." "OK Good." Isaac turns and walks quickly in to the hotel his heart speeding up at having found Paul. He pauses in the lobby. Very faint but still in the air is a hint of his mate. It leads him over to the now closed lobby bar. He steps among the tables and chairs directly up to the corner booth Paul had sat in. The sadness and grief mixed in with the scent causes Isaac's chin to tremble slightly.
Walking towards the elevator bank he pauses at the front desk. "Which floor is The Texas Suite on?" "Twenty Seven." The bored looking clerk replies without looking up. Isaac raises his eye brow but says nothing continuing on his trek to the elevators. Eventually reaching the 27th floor Isaac steps out clutching his peace offering tightly. "Please don't hate me." He whispers to himself when he finds the suite and rings the doorbell.
The soft chimes of the doorbell slowly bring Paul out of his stupor. He's sitting on the plush couch leaned back head slumped forward in full on "man spread" arms on either side of his legs. A bottle of whiskey in one hand. He leans forward and shakes his head. The bottle nearly slipping from his loose grip. He sits up uneasily looking around in confusion. When the bell rings again he lurches to his feet. "OK!" He yells when the bell sounds for a 3rd time. "Hold on!" He drops the bottle on top of the mini bar none too carefully and staggers towards the door. Looking through the peep hole all he sees is a blur then slowly something comes in to focus.
A Whataburger bag.
"Shit." Paul mumbles to himself. He leans forward until his forehead bumps the door his heart pounding. "Please baby." Isaac's voice carries though door practically a sob. "Please let me in." Isaac places his hand on the door. "Please let me explain. I love you so much. I'd walk through fire for you Paul. Please. Let me in…. Paul?" Isaac's heart drops when he hears nothing but Paul's pounding heart from the other side of the door. Then he hears the lock drawing open and with a soft squeak the door opens. The scent of his mate no longer muffled by the door hits him in the face. First and foremost is Mate followed by anger, misery and closely by whiskey, vodka , Kahlua, and "Apple pie?" Isaac asks peering at his mate who has yet to make eye contact. Finally looking up Isaac's smile falters when he sees Paul's eyes are red from hours of crying dried tracks of tears visible down both cheeks. "Can I come in baby?" Isaac asks softly. Paul nods and steps back allowing him in to the suite. With Isaac inside Paul closes and locks the door. Paul walks back over to the couch and half falls half sits. Isaac looks around the room before seating himself on the table in front of Paul. "You're very drunk." He says noting all the physiological tells the human's body is giving off. "Well Isaac that's very astute of you. As you are aware I've had a rather rough day." Paul says looking up through his eye lashes at Isaac before turning to look out at the sunrise while slumping heavily into the arm rest. Isaac reaches out to place his hands on Paul's knees but the human surges to his feet and staggers away. Isaac reaches for him but pulls his hand back when Paul swats at it. "I don't hear any explaining." Paul says tightly grabbing the bottle of whiskey from the mini bar and taking such a long pull on the bottle that Isaac winces. Paul winces at the burn of the alcohol before drawing the back of his hand over his mouth. "Or even an apology. So far all I hear is you judging me for how I choose to cope with the shit show that is my life." Paul leans against the bar with a thump and fire in his eyes. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to judge yo…." Isaac is cut off my Paul slamming the bottle down so hard it shatters. "Explain it to me!" Paul throws the neck of the bottle still in his hand at the wall watching as it shatters. He rakes his hand across the top of the mini bar sending the bottles and glasses to the floor with a loud crash. He turns and looks at Isaac and takes a couple steps forward chest heaving, face red with fury. Gesturing sharply to himself and Isaac he yells. "Explain how we're not bull shit! Explain how after all your talk of loving me, how I was the one for you, how we'd always be together." Paul turns and flips a side table over sending a lamp and phone crashing to the floor. "What am I to you?! A joke? A fuck?! A fool?! Explain how something as big as this isn't something I'm important enough to be told about!" He shouts. Isaac nods closing his eyes a moment. "It's our biggest secret. It is even more secret than our existence. We don't even talk about it when offering the Bite. It's not brought up until much later. We never talk about it with outsiders. We rarely even talk about it among ourselves. We keep as low a profile as possible and move every few decades to avoid suspicion. It's already enough of a hassle fending off the people who want the Bite solely for the strength and other enhancements. If it were more common knowledge that you would live longer too? We'd have to go even more in to hiding than we are already" "Even from your mate?" Paul asks his voice tired, broken sounding. "Paul you have to understand, it's not exactly been our biggest priority you know? There have been other more important things going on." Paul slumps back in to the wall as the fight drains out of him. He looks tired, beaten.
"I promise that I would have told you eventually. It is such a big secret it's nearly taboo to discuss even among other wolves. We just don't do it." "So I'm supposed to believe that hunters don't know? That others in the supernatural community don't know." Paul says turning his back on Isaac and wiping up the mess of alcohol and broken glass with a bar towel. "When things settled down I would have told you. I swear Paul. I promise, I'm begging you. Please believe me. You would have been told. David is full of shit. I would not have left you behind baby. I promise." Paul hisses pulling his hand back sharply from the towel. Isaac is at his side in an instant at the scent of blood. Paul steps away from Isaac's outstretched hand and moves towards the balcony. "It's not even about that." Paul says. Opening the door he steps out in to the cool early morning. Isaac follows. "Everything you've said, everything we've been through just made me think that we were it. I had won the lottery. You alone are more than I ever could have wanted. On top of that I get a pack a family. Then I get a second mate. We get here and we have this disaster with Kyle's mom. Then to think that I wasn't trusted enough to know this…. It made me feel like I was being played. Again. Fooled by someone I cared about. I couldn't stand the thought of another Mark level game being played on me."
Isaac reaches for Paul's bleeding hand and this time the human doesn't pull away. Isaac gently dislodges the sliver of glass and then sucks the finger in to his mouth. He gently presses his tongue to the wound infusing it with his saliva. A few moments later he pulls Paul's finger out of his mouth but doesn't let go of his hand. "I keep making mistakes baby. Just know that you are the most important thing in the world to me. By far. I'm so sorry I've hurt you. This….this is fixable right? Have I ruined us?" Isaac asks quietly. Paul turns and looks at him seriously for a moment before stepping in to his arms. Isaac pulls him in tightly. "No. I'm yours. Always…always." Paul says from where his face is pressed against Isaac's neck. "I'm not ready for sunlight yet." Paul says. "Let's go in." He pulls free of Isaac but holds on to one of his hands and leads him back in side. Paul staggers and Isaac quickly steps in to keep him on his feet. He stands behind the smaller man kissing him on the side of the neck as he slides his arms around him. "Love you so much baby." He whispers and kisses Paul again. "Would you eat something? It would help you feel better. I brought taquitos." Paul shakes his head no with a grin remembering that morning in Texas. Then he groans looking a little pale and nauseous. "You're right though." Paul says after a moment. "About what?" Isaac asks rubbing his face gently up and down the side of Paul's leaving little kisses as he does. "I'm very drunk. There's something I need to tell you though. No secrets, no lies. It goes both ways." Isaac frowns but nods 'OK' when Paul steps away. Isaac slides the door shut while Paul pulls the heavy draperies shut blocking out the impending sunrise. "I was going to go to sleep a couple hours ago but the thought of bed without my mates….. So I opened up the mini bar instead…." Paul says with a sigh.
"Come sit with me. I need to get this off my chest." Paul says ushering Isaac over to the couch. He follows with a slight bit of dread. "I came in to the hotel." Paul says as Isaac sits anxiously next to him. "Very upset. I went to the bar and drank. A lot. One of the bar tenders was very friendly and." Paul pauses and looks at Isaac. "Took an interest in me." There is a scratching sound which draws Paul's eyes to the arm of the couch where Isaac's claws have extended into the cloth. Paul looks in to Isaac's eyes and see's that Isaac has a neutral expressionless mask firmly in place. "I was barely able to stand when they kicked me out of the bar so they could close. He helped me to the room. There was kissing, and some touching. Before anything could happen I realized what was going on and I put a stop to it." Isaac exhales heavily and nods before asking. "That's it?" Paul cocks his head to the side a perturbed expression on his face. "What do you mean is that it. Isaac if I found out you were making out with someone I'd cut their lips off. I had someone else's cock in my hand. Can't you at least yell at me or something?" Isaac chuckles and pulls Paul on to his lap. "Easy.. Room spinning." Paul says a little dizzily. "Why did you stop?" Isaac asks gently. Paul shrugs his shoulders like the answer is obvious. "Because I belong to you and Kyle. I was only semi-conscious but I knew what I was doing. I kissed back. He didn't force himself on an unconscious person. Eventually though I realized the full extent of what was going on and I stopped it." "He didn't…." Isaac begins a warning tone in his voice. "No, he was a perfect gentleman about it. He's just a young horny guy who was looking for a good time. Once he realized that wasn't going to happen with me he graciously accepted the situation and left." "OK." Isaac says. "Sounds like a nice guy. If I see him though I'm going to put him through a wall just on principal." Paul huffs deeply. "I don't smell anything." Isaac says sniffing around Paul's neck. "When he left I got in the shower and scrubbed myself. That I was going to tell you was bad enough. I didn't want you or Kyle to have to smell someone else on me. I may be a little selfish at times with my emotions but I'm not cruel." Isaac wraps his arms around Paul and holds him tight breathing in deeply with his nose pressed behind Paul's ear. "You've never done a single thing that I would call selfish. Let's get Kyle resolved then when we're back home we'll talk about anything you want." Paul nods his head leaning against Isaac's chest before standing. "Unless you want to talk about wolf stuff now?" Isaac asks standing next to Paul and rubbing his neck gently. "No it'll keep." Paul says leaning in to Isaac's touch.
"Let's get some sleep baby doll. You've got me right now. Let's get some rest and then we'll see what we can do about Kyle." Paul nods his head as tears start to well up in his eyes. "I'm sorry." Paul says with a sob turning to hide his face. "Hey." Isaac says softly "Come here." He turns Paul and looks down into his sad green eyes. He gently cradles Paul's face in his large hands and wipes the tears away with his thumbs. "I miss him Isaac. I need him back. All I want is for my mates to be safe and with me at home with our pack." "We'll get everything settled soon I promise. Let's go get some sleep OK?" Isaac says tenderly stroking his thumb on Paul's cheek. "OK." Paul says turning and placing a kiss on one of Isaac's hands. Isaac follows him to the bedroom where after closing the drapes Paul is pulled gently on to the large bed. Isaac undresses them both and wraps himself around Paul. He sends a quick text message to Stiles then settles in to bed smiling when Paul presses back in to him. "Love you my big puppy." Paul mumbles in to the pillow. "I love you sweet baby. Everything will work out." Isaac kisses Paul several times on the back of his neck and shoulder and soon both drift off to sleep.