13 – Don't blame me

Isaac :

Reaching the Stonehaven manor, I find myself moving very slowly towards the entrance, not really wanting to open the door and confront the werewolves behind it.

"Stop worrying..." Nick sighed, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his eyes squinted open.

"Stop? I'm bringing back one of their pack members injured. Who do you think they'll blame first?" I hiss, reaching the door, and pausing in front of it.

"They won't kill you, okay? I promise, they won't..." He pants, and with a deep breath I open the door, and help Nick inside. The sound had evidently alerted it's inhabitants as footsteps radiated throughout the house, and several people came rushing into the room.

The familiar faces of the wolves entered the room, and I tried hard to keep my heartbeat steady.

"Nick!" One of the wolves barked, the man rushing to take him from me. I carefully handed him over to the bald man who rushed him towards the kitchen.

"What did you get him involved in?" The alpha roared, and I felt a small growl escape from my throat. One the alpha didn't take kindly to, but Elena had grabbed his arm after practically flying down the stairs, seeing her brethren in such a state had elevated her heartbeat.

"Jeremy..." She whispered, and the reluctantly the alpha seemed to back down, keeping a sharp gaze on me.

"We were jumped by a wolf in the woods on the outskirts. Looked like a wolf of your kind..."

"Of our kind?" Jeremy sighed, looking to Elena, who simply dropped her head.

"See, it wasn't his fault..."

"But he was out looking for something in the woods. If he hadn't be sniffing around when mutts are organising a killing group, it wouldn't have happened..." The grovelling voice of my new found rival. I chuckled sarcastically, a fixed smile spreading across my face as I turned to the brute in the doorway.

"Enough, this is no time to argue. He can't be to blame for the mutts actions."

"This is time, I don't see why he's so convinced this clue is on our property."

"Well it's pretty much the only actually forestation in this town, so where else would it be?" I hissed, crossing my arms.

"How can we be sure what your saying is even true?"

"Well then ask your brother, he was there. You don't have to take my word on everything." I snarled, as we all moved into the kitchen, the wolves tending to their friend. For those few minutes I was allowed some peace and quiet from explaining myself to this pack...they were certainly stubborn with trust.

I watched them bandage the wounds and let they take a few breaths to clam down, before even thinking of talking again.

"Why should he get to be in here?" The brute really starting to get on my nerves. I leaned back on a short set of cupboards and smirked in annoyance.

"Okay, what is your problem with me? I've literally done nothing to piss you off, so...mind explaining."

"How about, you mention being friends with a human and Jeremy doesn't bat an eyelid? How about you get away with no injuries from the wolf attack? How about your transformation?"

"They're different werewolves." Jeremy sighs, before I could even answer.

"Different?" Elena interrupted, looking to me in confusion.

"We rarely turn into actually wolves. We're more...human looking. Our facial features morph and we have claws and fangs, but for most of the time, that's as far as we go."

"Really? And the human?" Elena asks, her eyes lighting up at the new found knowledge.

"Well, usually humans are not supposed to know about us either, but he proved himself useful on many occasions."

"That doesn't explain why you didn't kill him on sight." Clay moaned at Jeremy, who stared blankly back at him.

"He didn't smell humans...not fully human. I don't quite know why your so instant he is."

"Because he is. What you smelled, might have just been from a...past experience, that you need not worry about."

"Okay, so you're different werewolves, and your human may or may not be human...anything else we should know?" Elena asked, crossing her arms and looking to Jeremy. "Like the alpha female Laura."

"Different werewolves. Their kind are able to have females, they work very differently."Jeremy explained to her

"You can't have females?" I intervened, rather confused at that. Granted we didn't exactly have many females in our little pack but it wasn't exactly unheard of for us. "But how do you know this much?"

"Werewolves of your kind have passed through before, and I have looked into various different recorded myths. I have many friends who all explore other kinds of species, that's how I found out about the Hale family. They had the largest reputation aside from Deucalion of course." Jeremy replied, looking around seemingly addressing his explanation to everyone in the room.

"Ah, yes. He was trouble...But what other species do you know of?"

"The typical. I haven't really delved into it, it was more a free time kind of hobby." He added, shuffling on the spot, and gently placing a hand on Nick's forehead. "Come. Antonio, I will leave you with your son." Jeremy nodding to his worried bald companion who was sat beside his son. He then left the room, Elena, Clay and myself following him.

"What you thinking?" I ask, listening to his slightly elated heartbeat, and he stops in the entrance way, pausing before turning to me.

"I want to go to the location you were attacked. Elena you come too, perhaps we can pick up a scent." He explains, and Elena nods in agreement, Jeremy turning to Clay. "You stay here, I don't want any unnecessary fights between you and Isaac here."

Clay growled at me, before storming off upstairs like a moody child, I knew my presence here angered him, but there was nothing I could do about that, was there.

Just as Elena and Jeremy were grabbing their things I heard the sound of a car pulling up to the house. I moved over to the window in their lounge, Jeremy and Elena confused by my actions.

A silver car had come to a halt in front of the steps, and I could see three passengers. Elena and Jeremy had joined me at the window and seemed rather displeased with the visitors.

"Who could that be?" Elena hissed.

"Just what we need, right now..." Jeremy growled under his breath, but I moved closer to the glass, and looked through the slightly tinted windows to see some familiar faces.

"It's alright. They're on our side." I say, moving over to the door, hands in my pocket, Elena and Jeremy both exchanging a glance before looking at me, holding the door handle. "Well, shall we greet them?"