I stayed out of their plan to anger the twins, in fact, I stayed out of everything in general. In comparison to an alpha pack, I was way out of my depths. It was coming up for the last class of the day so I started heading over to English with Ms Blake, however when somebody caught my arm carefully pulled me to the side I found myself face to face with Isaac. "What do you want?" Wary considering we weren't exactly on good terms at the moment, I lifted my copy of Great Expectations a little higher over my chest.
"Listen, although I think you're an idiot for trusting the twins, you did do me a favour by helping me out when they locked me in that closet." Isaac said to me bluntly, folding his arms across his chest whilst looking down at his feet, as if he couldn't bring himself to look me in the eye. "So…thank you."
"Apology or not, you don't get to tell me who I can and can't be friends with Isaac." I informed him quietly as the crowds began to thin down, everyone making their way to classes.
"You do realise that the twins are part of a pack who are trying to kill us, right?" Rolling my eyes, I tried to find the words to describe what I felt and how I just knew that the twins weren't going to be a threat to Scott, Derek or anyone else in the end. Despite their crazy intimidating alpha aura, I actually kinda felt really safe when I was near to them.
"There are not totally evil, Isaac." He just clenched his jaw and bit down on his lip to signal his continued opinion that I was the idiot here. "It's true. Remember being a siren I can tell what a person feels in their heart? Well the twins aren't all bad, just as you aren't all good." Frustrated, Isaac let out a small growl as his eyes flashed at me, beginning to lose patience with me.
"I don't want you getting hurt, Cordy, you think they wouldn't kill you if you got in their way?"
"As much as I appreciate the concern, I can take care of myself."
"Not against alphas. Much less a pack of them."
"Which is why I plan on not getting involved in whatever conflict it is you guys are wrapped in. Is it about territory or something? Because if it is then you guys really need to learn how to share. Beacon Hills is a big place, you know." My sarcasm did nothing to improve the situation. In fact, Isaac was now so pissed that he actually snatched my shoulders and thrust me against the lockers, a beastly growl rippling from his throat as I did my best to maintain a calm demeanour. Glaring at him, our frustrated breaths intermingled between us, heavily laden with stubborn obstinacy as neither of us were willing to give way to the other. Suddenly his mouth was covering my own, aggressively kissing me with a barely contained primal instinct to devour me. Almost instantly I fought back, slamming my hands against his sweater and twisted my fingers into the soft material as Isaac's hands were barely able to keep from holding me too tightly.
Once or twice I felt one of his claws slip as they appeared and disappeared on a whim, catching my skin and even drawing a little blood at my scalp as Isaac kissed me with bruising ferocity. I bit down on his lip and pulled my hand through his hair in order to grip on tightly, the both of us simply wanting to cause pain to the other in a form of expression we had both been repressing silently for a while. There was no other motive, no underlying passion driving our actions, just the unstoppable collision of two opposing forces meeting one another at full velocity.
My bite had drawn blood from his lip which now swilled around my mouth with his tongue, the wound healing instantly and I couldn't help but moan at the feeling of his soft tongue winding around mine. The sheer wildness of it all sent thrills shooting through me and an internal instinct drove me to compete against Isaac's quest for dominance until finally, we both broke apart. I collapsed back against the lockers as Isaac followed, brow resting against mine as our breathing merged between us once again.
Struggling to regain our senses, I allowed Isaac to remain standing close to me, the feel of his warmth and presence of his body something I found myself becoming drawn to. "Your heart." He finally murmured as looked up at him, seeing his eyes were closed as he rubbed his head against mine almost affectionately. "It was your heartbeat that pulled me back." Back in the janitor's closet? Had he been listening to my pulse to help calm himself down? "It sounded like a butterfly." Okay, now I'll admit that that was the most endearing and sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me. The heart of a butterfly? Totally adorable. Maybe I'll get a tattoo of it one day. "And your scent…really reminds me of the ocean."
"Where are you going with this Isaac?" I asked him, knowing that I was going to be late for class if I didn't go soon, and yet I didn't want to go. Exhaling deeply, Isaac finally levelled his gaze with mine, turning his hands to frame my face and stroke my cheeks with his thumbs as I continued to keep a strong composed expression.
"Your voice is the most beautiful voice I've ever heard." Now I blushed slightly, fully aware that Isaac was speaking the truth that he felt in his heart. He wasn't lying, and as I couldn't help but read the reflection of what lay inside, I found it to be focused entirely on me in that moment, and despite our earlier disagreement, he still found me beautiful. Seeing myself the way Isaac saw me was nerve wracking and far too much for me to handle in that moment, so I quickly stepped to the side and away from him.
"I…I need to get to class." Confused only for a moment, Isaac smirked as I hurried to pick up the books that I'd dropped.
"You're flustered."
"No I'm not! I'm just late." His smirk progressed into a grin, folding his arms above me.
"Your pulse twitched just then." God damn these werewolves. I swear they're going to be the death of me. Refusing to answer Isaac, I opted for simply running away as fast as I could. "Don't think you can lie to me Cordy, I know you like me really!" Shut up you moron! Ugh. I swear I am going to hit him with something deadly if he carries on like that. Shaking off my rattled nerves I composed myself once more before striding into the classroom just as the bell went, meaning I only just made it in time with Ms Blake not far behind me.
"Okay, everyone. I know this is the last class of the day. To be honest, I want to get out of here too." She began before inviting us all to focus our attention for just one more hour before she could release us back into the wild. With my mouth still burning from Isaac's kiss, I struggled to concentrate on anything except replaying it in my mind. Aggressive and brutal as it was, it was also exceedingly hot. It's been a while since anyone's kissed me like that.
Rubbing my head, I closed my eyes for a moment to refocus, wanting to push all thoughts of Isaac away from my mind, but when I heard Scott begin to rifle through his back one desk over from me, I saw him pull out some kind of cog and spun it on his finger. "Looks kind of important." He was faced towards the twins, both of them looking rather pissed and it only got worse when Scott pulled out another object which I assumed must have been from one of their bikes. "I have no idea what that thing does."
Suddenly both of them jerked their heads up, hearing something that we normal people couldn't and before anyone else could move, Aiden jumped up and ran from the classroom despite his brother's protests. Curious to see what was going on, Ms Blake and the rest of the class followed Aiden out of the corridor just as Isaac walked away and merged in with the crowd. Aiden was mounting his bike which Isaac must have ridden right into the school, meaning that Ms Blake caught him irrefutably as the culprit.
"You have got to be kidding me. You realize this is gonna result in a suspension." Oh…so that had been Scott's plan. Not only get one of the twins in trouble but separate them at school. Not too bad. When class was over I didn't bother hanging around. I wanted to get out of there as fast as I possible could in a bid to avoid Isaac and pretty much everyone else. I went straight home, I turned off my phone and I just buried myself in my homework until next I checked, it was late and dark out. Guess my parents must either be still working or asleep by this time. Probably asleep.
Getting up from my desk I stretched a little, tidying up my books in order to get ready for bed though I felt like sleep was just going to elude me. I sang to myself, hoping it would make me more sleepy but had little effect, so I just continued tidying up before starting to strip down. I pulled off my shirt and shimmied out of my jeans until I was standing in just my underwear, kicking my clothes aside before turning towards my bathroom only to catch sight of a face in the window. My window…three floors above ground.
I almost screamed but the window was quickly lifted upwards and Isaac quickly hushed me, pulling himself inside. "Oh my god Isaac! What the hell do you think you're doing?! Are you trying to get yourself killed or have you completely lost your mind?!" I hissed at him as I picked up a pillow and flung it at him, aiming for his face as I jumped to grab hold of a blanket and hold it up against me to hide myself standing in my underwear which were admittedly rather lacy and scanty. "Get out!"
"I'm sorry I just…I needed someone to talk to." Still livid, I flung another cushion at him which he smartly dodged. "I didn't know you were changing, I didn't watch!" Another projectile flew across the room. "Derek kicked me out!" I paused, scowling at him with a swimming trophy in hand ready to throw that too. "Derek kicked me out. Out of the pack, the loft. I had to ask Scott for a place to stay."
"If you're staying with Scott, then why are you here?" I asked him, observing as Isaac shifted from foot to foot a little awkwardly as I gradually lowered the trophy and set it down, instead wrapping the blanket around me so that I was properly covered.
"Because…because…I just…I need to talk. About everything. Anything. At first I thought about talking to Scott but then you just came into my head and I knew that you'd be able to understand better than anyone else." Oh right, because of the siren thing. Well I guess he was right, but that still doesn't mean I'm happy about him scaling my house and climbing in through my window uninvited. "So…can I sit down?" Pursing my lips, I finally gave a shrug.
"If you must." Letting him take a seat on my bed I came and sat down with him, fingers fisted into my blanket as I scooted on over. "So what do you want to talk about? Considering it's you there's probably plenty to choose from, I mean, you don't exactly have a simple life." A rueful smile flickered on Isaac's face as he slowly let out a breath before all at once, everything seemed to come pouring out of him.
He talked about his dad and how he used to physically abuse him, locking him up in a freezer in the basement which developed his claustrophobia and PTSD. He talked about feeling hurt and lost now that Derek had kicked him out and how betrayed he felt. Isaac talked about everything he had been keeping close to his chest and I listened, never once saying a word and continued to stay very quiet until Isaac was done talking, hands shaking in frustration, anger and about a hundred other emotions that were rocketing through his body.
For a while we just sat there in silence, giving Isaac time to process his feelings and feel better for finally sharing them with someone, and once the residual anger had dissipated, he turned towards me. "So? Aren't you going to say anything? I thought your superpower was knowing exactly what to say to people, to know exactly what they needed to hear." Usually I did, but in this case I couldn't say anything because words weren't going to be enough to make Isaac feel better. Instead I leaned across and captured his lips, kissing him softly in order to offer him the most effective form of comfort a person could receive. Intimacy and tenderness.
"Right now, words aren't what you need." Murmuring to him softly, I slowly let go of the blanket which I had wrapped around my shoulders and shifted so that I was angled towards him, placing one arm around his neck and one hand against his face as his eyes remained closed after my kiss, seemingly savouring the feeling to himself. Kissing him again I pecked his lips then his jaw, moving to his neck in order to coax a reaction from him as he remained in a blissful tranquil state for a few moments.
His hands came to my waist and began to knead into my skin, letting me slide a leg over him so that I straddled him and began to kiss him more urgently. Although not my usual type, I had to admit that recently I had grown rather fond of Isaac. I liked his smile, that cheeky little grin he'd give me when trying to mess with me. I liked how his first instinct was always to protect me, to keep me safe and hold me when I was upset of afraid. Although I had no idea where this would leave us tomorrow, I was certain of the fact that at the very least, Isaac and I might be closer in affinity than we were before. I just hope it doesn't make things awkward between us.
Lifting his shirt up over his head I let him roll me onto my back against the covers, soft moans rising from my throat as his fingers caressed me in a tender manner which I rarely experienced from my sexual partners. Isaac seemed to be in no hurry, familiarising himself with my body and learning where I liked to be touched before things began to grow a little more heated. With my pulse beginning to flutter and my skin growing warm from Isaac's attention, he then leaned directly over my face, fanning my flushed cheeks with his cool breath. Dimly aware that he'd brought his hand up to my hair and was combing it with his fingers, I shifted a little so that I was more comfortable, meeting his gaze as he leaned in closer. "Are you sure this is okay?" Surprised that he would ask but appreciating that he did, I gave him a warm smile and assured him that it was fine and I fully consented. A cheeky grin flashed across his face before he kissed me again, my arms wrapping around his neck as I soon became lost to a sensual night with Isaac which exceeded all expectations, leaving me feeling fulfilled and oddly happy.