The next day was the full moon. It would be rising in the sky just before the sun had finished setting and they were all on alert. Unfortunately that meant that they would be alert at school.

Isaac and Boyd walked slowly up the steps as he filled him in on the events of the night before.

"I thought Erica would have told you." Isaac said.

"Yeah she did, but you know what she's like. The things she said were the things that I really didn't need to know." He smiled.

"She said the two guys were hot didn't she?"

"Sort of, it was more how hot it would be if – you know what I don't even want to repeat it." He chuckled.

"She's interesting anyway."

"You're not wrong, so these guys were twins?" Boyd asked.

Isaac nodded. "Yeah, identical. The other one was sort of smaller; she can't have been much older than us. You see this is where Erica would ask if she was cute or not."

"Don't expect me to do that." Isaac laughed. "So what do you think? Do they look like a threat?"

He shrugged. "I don't know, they didn't seem like they wanted to cause trouble but I don't think I trust them. No, I definitely don't trust them."

"Fair call." Boyd said.

"So what have you got first up?"

"Study hall."

"Lucky you."

"Not really, I'd rather have something actually productive to do." Isaac looked at him in confusion and Boyd shrugged. "Erica has it at the same time."

"Say no more. You guys are pretty good friends-"

"How many more people am I going to have to convince that she's just my best friend?" He asked.

"Alright, sorry. Just trying to make-" He stopped mid-sentence as his nose tingled with a familiar scent.

"Isaac? You alright?" Boyd asked, stopping beside him.

"It's them, they're here." He whispered, looking around trying to find them.

"Who? The other pack?" Boyd asked and Isaac nodded. "There's Scott."

Isaac's eyes darted to Scott, inside at his locker and they began walking towards him, Isaac searching for the newcomers. Scott saw them as they stormed closer and knew that something was going on.

"Hey… is everything okay?" He asked.

"He thinks that new pack is here." Boyd said.

"I don't think, I know. Can't you smell that?"

"Actually I thought it was just you guys but now that you mention it…" Scott said.

"There." Isaac whispered as he thought he saw one of the twins walk past at the end of the hall.

He headed off quickly, following the person he had just seen and Scott slammed his locker shut. "Isaac? Isaac!" He hissed and Boyd followed, looking around to see if he could sense who Isaac was looking for.

He knew someone was there but just not where they were.

They stopped just outside the front office and followed Isaac's gaze through the shuttered windows. Inside were two six foot tall boys, identical in looks and definitely one of them.

"So that's them huh?" Boyd said under his breath for only the other two to hear.

Isaac nodded.

As they watched them talking to one of the office aids a short blonde girl opened the door and headed out. Isaac recognised her as Daisy, the third beta. He nudged Scott in her direction and the three of them turned to look at her.

As if feeling their stares she looked up with big doe eyes, staring blankly as she passed them by.

"Well she looked a little less dangerous than those two." Boyd said.

"What are they doing here?" Scott asked.

Isaac shook his head. "I don't know, but I'm going to find out."

"Isaac, don't, you know what Derek said." Boyd hissed but he was already stepping away from the wall in the direction of the office.

He only got three steps because in his haste he hadn't seen the girl walking in from the other direction. He walked square into her and damn near stole her balance. She would have taken a tumble if he hadn't caught her by the arm.

"Crap, sorry." He mumbled.

"No, no, it's okay – Isaac?" Until then he hadn't really paid much attention to her face but the sound of her voice saying his name stirred something familiar inside him. "Isaac Lahey?" She looked up with a warm grin and big blue eyes, ones that he could never forget.

"Cassie?" He said, returning her smile as she looped her arms around his neck.

Boyd and Scott just looked at one another in confusion as the girl named Cassie just laughed, pulling out of their embrace to put her arms on his shoulders and look up at him.

"God, you look so different!" She said, beaming.

"You look, mostly the same." He said.

"Hey, it's been three years I should look slightly better don't you think?"

"I thought you went off to college." He said.

"I did, I'm actually only back to do some research." She said.

"At Beacon Hills High?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Shut up." She laughed.

"I'm going to head to class, the bell's about to go." Boyd said and Scott nodded, walking over to Isaac and standing by his side, almost hoping to break up the little reunion.

"We have to catch up sometime, I'm only here for a week but I'll be back after thanksgiving when I finally find a place to stay long term." She said.

"Yeah, yeah that would be great." Isaac said as Scott 'accidentally on purpose' nudged him with his elbow. "Oh, Cassie, this is my friend Scott, Scott this is Cassie."

"Hi Scott." She said, looking at him for a second before turning back to Isaac.

"So how do you know each other?" Scott asked.

Isaac went to say something but Cassie beat him to it. "Isaac used to live with my foster family way back, how old were you? Eleven?"

"Uh… yeah, about that."

"You lived in a foster home?" Scott asked.

"Oh, crap! I'm sorry, I just assumed he knew about that." Cassie said, looking a little guilty.

"It's okay, it's not that big a deal, it was only a couple of months anyway." Isaac shrugged but he knew Scott would ask him about it later.

"Still, it was enough." She gave him a warm smile. "Anyway, I better get going, I just came to see one of my old teachers. I've got an appointment at the real estate place."

"Sure, it was great to see you." Isaac said.

"You too, I'll give you a call if you want to go out to coffee or something."

"Yeah okay." He said and she gave him a little wave, turning on her heels and walking away, glancing back once with her lips pulled into a smile.

He just stared after her for a while until Scott coughed beside him. Isaac turned to look at him.

"Never heard of her before." He said.

"I haven't told anyone about her before." Isaac shrugged.

Scott felt a little stab of jealousy. "Why not?"

"I don't know, never really came up. Look, I'm sorry I never told you about the whole foster family thing. It wasn't for long and it was just after my mom left so things were a bit… out of it." Scott shrugged and gave him a small smile. "Come on, let's just get to class."

He gave him a nudge with his hip and Scott just shook his head. After a few seconds he smirked and snorted a little.

"You were staring at her ass." He muttered.

Isaac scoffed. "Was not."

During his classes that day, despite his vow to stay focussed, Scott couldn't help thinking about Isaac and his old friend, if that was really all she was. The worst part was that he was annoyed at actually feeling jealous of someone that he knew Isaac wasn't interested in.

Mostly knew. Damn it.

He didn't like that feeling of jealousy; he felt it enough when he was with Allison and he didn't much want to feel it again. There was just something about the way Isaac introduced him as 'my friend Scott' that had him thinking.

Is that how he feels because I haven't told my mom? Like I'm trying to keep a secret? He thought about it and sighed, knowing that he probably didn't even think about it but it must be how it feels to know that Scott still hasn't told his mom, and he didn't like it.

It made him feel strange, almost upset, and he knew that was completely irrational because Isaac loved him, really and truly loved him.

So he didn't get much productive work done that day. He didn't much think about the arrival of the new pack to their school either; somehow it didn't seem quite as important. He knew that it should be but he just couldn't focus on it.

Isaac probably was, he probably spent his free period searching for them on the grounds. Or he was thinking of that girl. Scott scolded himself for being so jealous; he didn't even know why it was hitting him like this. Maybe it was the awkwardness of the other night. He didn't want it to be that way; he had wanted it to go much better than that.

Well I'm not just going to sit around and wait for it to magically happen, he thought to himself. When he heard the final bell he rushed out of class, much to the annoyance of Stiles who had been trying to talk to him for the whole last period.

Isaac –

I hadn't seen the twins much all day and despite my best efforts to track them or the girl down, Boyd kept me in check and sort of refused to let me out of his sight. It was actually really annoying.

"You can just tell Derek when you get back there, don't do anything stupid." He said as we walked out after the final bell.

I shook my head. "What did you think I was going to do?"

"I don't know, that's why I don't think you should do it." He said.

"All I want to do is ask them what they're doing here."

"They looked about our age, maybe they're just going to school, you know, like us."

"Yeah maybe." I muttered. "At least we can keep an eye on them if they're here."

"There you go." He smiled and I just rolled my eyes. "Besides, if you were going to talk to anyone it should probably be the girl; she just seems less likely to rip your head off."

"Where's the fun in that?" I grinned.

"You've been spending too much time with Derek." I scoffed.

"Please, Derek's a puppy dog now that he has Stiles around."

"Is that so?" We both spun around to see Derek standing behind us, leather-clad arms folded over his chest.

"Oh hey… Derek." I said, a little sheepishly. "You uh – you been here long?"

I fought back the urge to punch Boyd in the face for holding back his laughter as Derek stared me down stoically.

"Yeah." He said. "What did I say about this pack?"

"Derek-"

"I said to stay away from them."

"Okay, it's not my fault this time, they kind of came to us." I said.

"Well don't make it worse, if they're a problem, we'll deal with it." I was about to argue with him when my phone buzzed.

I let out a huff as I pulled it out of my pocket and swiped across the text message.

Mine 2night instead of Derek's? Got your fave

I smiled. "Well I would love to stay and debate this but I've got to go."

"Hot date?" Boyd said with a grin.

"When did you become such a smart-ass?" I asked.

"Always have been." He shrugged.

I shook my head and was about to send a message back to Scott when Derek grabbed me by the shirt and let out a growl. "Hey!"

"Easy Derek!" I said.

"I don't want you going after them. If they come to you, I want to hear about it." He said and I swallowed, knowing that this was something he was taking pretty damn seriously.

"Okay!" I said, really, really wishing that he would let go.

I think he could see that he had convinced me well enough to let me go as he shoved me back. Boyd was just looking at the two of us with raised eyebrows and Derek just gave me a nod.

"Well… I've got study to do so… I'll see you tomorrow." Boyd said, giving me a smile as he headed off.

"Like I said, I have somewhere to be too." I said, turning my eyes away from Derek.

I don't think he meant to get so angry; this whole pack thing is just grinding him. Either way I turned away from him and walked away, heading straight to Scott's as I sent him a text.

Already on my way

It didn't take long to get there, I've figured out the shortcuts to Scott's place already. I might have to cut across a few back yards but I'm quick enough that nobody notices, usually. When I got there I knocked on the door but he was already pulling it open with that big lopsided grin.

"You rang?" I said.

"Shut up." He said with a laugh.

As I stepped through the door he grabbed me in the same way that Derek had done, only this time it had a different outcome. He pulled me into him lips first before his hands slipped down to hold tightly to my hips. Of course I responded by taking him by the sides of his face and opening up my lips to let him in.

When I finally pulled back, panting and damn it if I wasn't already turned on, I tilted the sides of my lips up into a smile.

"What the hell was that for?" I asked.

"Saying you didn't like it?" He said with a smirk and a hint of arrogance that I love.

"Not in the slightest, aren't you worried about your mom seeing us though?"

"She's working late… it's just the two of us."

"Oh?" I said hopefully, grinning and leaning in to kiss him softly, savouring the taste of his lips.

"Look, I was thinking…" He started and I desperately wanted to tell him not to ruin this moment but he looked like he really wanted to say this thing. "I'm going to tell her, tomorrow, or this weekend. Soon, really soon." He said, taking me by surprise.

"Scott you know I don't-"

"I know… just hearing you introduce me to that girl today as 'your friend' made me wonder if that's what it feels like for you when we're around my mom." He said.

"I never meant for that to go that way, I just didn't have time to tell her anything real or-"

"Oh, I know, and I don't care about that, I just don't want to make you feel like… like I'm ashamed or anything." I just gave him a smile and stroked his cheek with my thumb before he smirked again. "Besides, I know you're all mine." His hands gave a few soft tugs on my hips and I laughed.

"Do you now?" I asked.

He kissed me again, but only for a second before his lips were travelling along my jaw and to my ear to where his hot breath sent a shiver running through me. He ran his tongue along the outside before letting his teeth scrape my ear lobe.

"Do you want to tell me I'm wrong?" He said in a husky voice that made me bite down hard on my lip.

"Well I don't want to…" I said and he chuckled, biting down and sucking gently. "… but if you're going to do that then you might want to change locations." I said.

He growled low in his throat and grabbed me roughly by the wrist, dragging me away and up the stairs. I couldn't help but think about the awkwardness of the other night and god do I wish I hadn't. It started to kill my mood as I forced myself to think of anything else.

The second we hit his room he had me pressed up against the wall, rocking his hips into mine and his breath in my ear again. "Tell me that you're mine." He cooed, his hand sliding under my shirt and reaching up to gently tweak my nipple.

"What's gotten into you?" I whispered.

He growled, grabbing my shirt and pulling it roughly over my head, tossing it away. He took hold of my wrists again and pinned them to the wall behind me. "Tell me."

I could see in his eyes that he was slightly vulnerable but there was a hunger that made me want to see where this side of him wanted to go. "I'm yours." I breathed.

He let his hands run down my chest, his eyes ravishing me as it rose and fell with my heavy breaths. "Good." He said as he grabbed me and threw me down onto the bed.

Climbing over me he ran his tongue from my navel to my chin leaving a hot trail with so much unexplored. His teeth nipped at my neck as my hands started to pull his shirt up. He pulled back to tear it off, turning back to me and going straight for my jeans.

"Hey, hey… you're in a rush don't you think." I said.

I'm not an idiot, I still helped him unbuckle my jeans and take them off as he gave me that impossibly sexy smirk.

"Maybe I just want you out of your clothes so that I can enjoy more of you for longer." He said.

I've seriously never seen him like this. The more I think about it the more I think he was more jealous than he was willing to let on earlier, maybe I should meet pretty old friends more often.

"Not going to say no to that." I said, grabbing the back of his head to pull him back for a kiss.

He held his lips barely above mine, flicking out his tongue to taste my top lip. I let my own pass between my lips and stroke the side of his. He lowered his mouth to meet mine, kissing me as deeply as he could manage as his hand reaching down and rubbing back and forth on the bulge in my boxer shorts.

I groaned against his lips as he squeezed a little harder. "Uhn… I am so yours Scott…" I whispered, our breath passing between us as I watched his eyes glow yellow.

His fingers locked around the waistband of my boxers and slowly – torturously – pulled them down over my legs and off my ankles until I was lying naked on his bed, my cock hard and leaning back against my stomach. He knelt above me on his hands and knees, leaning in to slide the tip of his tongue from the base of my throbbing member to the head.

I let out a sharp intake of breath and grabbed the sheets as I felt his lips give a long pull and his tongue skimmed over my slit. Slowly he lowered his lips and hollowed out his cheeks until his lips were reaching the base. He urged himself down again and his throat felt more than amazing around me.

He groaned and the rumbling feeling made me let out a high pitched sound that I knew he was smiling about. Scott likes nothing more than hearing me moan and whisper his name so I take my every chance to get him even hotter under his collar.

"Fuck… oh god Scott…" I said with a moan.

To my surprise he pulled away and looked up at me, his eyes back to that gorgeous brown as he smiled, his lips red and glistening from his saliva.

"Don't tell me you're stopping." I said, sincerely hoping that he wasn't.

"God no." He said, taking me in his hand and squeezing slightly, twisting a little at the tip.

My eyes rolled back into my head and I lay back, the second my eyes were closed his hands left me.

"Hey… that's stopping…" I said.

He leant over to the side of the bed, his heartbeat pounding ridiculously loud in his chest, the sound of it filling my ears. He reached down and into his backpack, pulling out a cylindrical bottle, his eyes flicking back to me a little nervously.

Don't think about last time… crap.

"Scott I-"

He bent down to silence me with his mouth, ravenous and insatiable. "Don't say anything, just let me keep going." He breathed.

I was in no condition to stop him so I just bit my lip as he opened the bottle, spreading some onto his fingers before wrapping them around my cock one more time. The way his hand slipped easily up and down was like running your fingers through velvet and my heart started rattling in my chest as he switched hands and cupped my balls in his hand, his fingers pressing gently just underneath.

Trying to take in everything that I was feeling was impossible, so many parts of me were burning hot and my feet were tingling at the sensation. The more he touched me the more I wanted all of him and I needed all of him. I felt my body starting to change, my claws breaking holes in the sheets and fangs extending in my open mouth as that need began to overwhelm me.

He let go only briefly to unbuckle his own jeans and tear them off faster than I've ever seen him do it. He poured some more from the bottle onto his fingers and spread my legs apart further, positioning himself between them and putting his fingers back on me, sliding them closer to my entrance until the soft tip of one finger was circling me in a way that had me gasping for air.

I think I said his name, I think I mumbled a whole bunch of words and sounds that made no sense and it made Scott's already increasing confidence grow.

"If you want me to stop just tell me." He said.

"Don't… don't stop Scott keep going…" I said quickly, my eyes still closed as I felt him force one finger inside me slowly, pushing it in and out a small way. "Like that… yeah like that…" I moaned.

The further he went the more I fought down the urge to push back against him and when he curled the end of his finger I let out a yelp that was more animal than man. I reached up to put my hand on his shoulder and gripped him tightly.

He winced a little as my claws nicked his skin but his glowing eyes told me that he didn't mind, I think he may have even enjoyed it. As he pulled back he slipped another finger inside and I groaned even louder.

"You like that?" He whispered, the sound of his voice ringing in my sensitive ears making it even better.

I nodded and pushed myself against him a little and he chuckled to himself haughtily before scissoring slowly. It was slightly painful but with one more curl of his finger it was easy to forget.

"Come on Scott… I want you… I want you now." I said, pleading with him to give me more.

I wanted to feel him filling me, I wanted him to be as much a part of me physically as he was emotionally but it was more than just a want, it was a fiery need that burned in every fibre of my being.

He pulled his fingers out of me taking from beside the bottle a condom and opening it to slip it on, he was already leaking pre-come, clearly enjoying himself just as much as I had been.

He leant in to kiss me, his body still between my legs and I put my hands on his sides as I looked up at him. "I love you." I whispered.

He smiled as he slicked himself up a little more and lined himself up with my body and rubbing himself against my entrance. He put a reassuring hand on my hip before he pushed the head of his throbbing cock into me.

I let out a cry mixed between pleasure and pain as he waited for my body to adjust to his, not letting me pull him in any further.

"I don't want to hurt you." He said with a grin, kissing my neck gently.

"Screw it, I'll heal – just fuck me, please." I said, fans still descended and eyes glowing.

He groaned, trying to use his self-control but we both know that he has none to speak of. He pushed himself inside me, slowly at first, warming me up. I growled at the sting but as he started moving his hips faster it stopped being painful and the angle of his hips was hitting the perfect spot.

His brow furrowed as he thrust his throbbing member inside me harder, the pressure on my hot-spot becoming even greater and more exhilarating with every pump of his hips. The sound of his laboured grunts as the sweat on his forehead began to bead just made me want more of him, everything that he had. I pushed back with him and he moaned with pleasure.

A trickle of blood ran down my finger and over his hip because of my claws. He took his hand off my hip and took my thigh, lifting it higher and making it easier for him to force himself deeper inside me.

I could feel my stomach tightening and my growling turned into a low crooning. "Scott… oh… Scott I'm almost…" I breathed.

I didn't have time to finish the sentence before I was exploding in a white hot eruption over both of our chests. His voice became a strangled moan as my body tightened around him and as I was still in the throes of my orgasm I felt him let go, holding tightly enough on my leg to bruise.

The waves washed through him and I watched the expression on his face change to one of impossible pleasure and relief. He exhaled heavily as he rested his body on mine. I kissed him, any part of him that I could get my lips on and he smiled groggily.

"I didn't think that I could love you any more than I did but oh my god…" He panted.

"And you wanted to wait…" I teased. "We could have been doing this all summer."

"Well we're just going to have to make up for it now aren't we?" He said, kissing me but not moving his body away.

"We most definitely are."