"Gentlemen." Peter says pleasantly ushering Paul and Kyle to a private booth in the corner of his restaurant. "How are you this evening?" "Doing OK Peter." Kyle says sliding in to the both and hooking his leg around Paul's under the table. "Bond seemed a bit….bumpy earlier." Peter says lowering his voice slightly as one of his wait staff passes by to check on another table. "Been a rough day." Paul says shaking his head and shrinking in on himself slightly. "Would you like to move to the private dining room?" Peter asks nodding towards the door leading to the quieter room. "Nah we're fine." Paul says with a grin. "Relationship…..growing pains I guess." Peter looks trouble for a moment but nods with a small grin when Paul squeezes him gently over the pack bond. Paul feels a couple of familiar pulses and gives the bond a tug. Moments before the door opens Kyle looks up with a smile. Danny and Scott come in and join them at the table. Scott looking anxiously at Paul before the human grins and nods briefly. Scott visibly relaxes and presses against Danny. "What's up guys?" Danny says. "Just getting some dinner Isaac is…." Kyle says looking at Paul. "At Starbucks. Probably not joining us." Paul fills in after his eyes glaze over for a moment as he uses the bond to find his mate. "Well his loss." Peter says setting down Paul and Kyle's food before taking Danny and Scott's orders.
As everyone is saying goodbye Paul gets a strange expression on his face. "What is it?" Kyle asks. "Wolves can't get drunk." Paul says. "Well not very easily." Danny says. "Even then it only lasts for 10-20 minutes." Scott adds. "Then why would Isaac be at a bar?" Paul asks a distracted look on his face. The group goes silent for a moment as they check the bond and turn in unison towards the direction of Victor Bravos. Paul heads off in that direction pulling his coat tight in the cool night air. "Want us to come with you?" Danny asks. "It's fine." Paul says over his shoulder. Danny, Scott and Peter look at each other as Kyle hurries after Paul. "What should we do?" Scott asks. "Stay close by but let them deal with it. Come inside for some desert. Scott looks at Paul's retreating figure a moment worry heavy in his eyes before he turns and follows the other two inside.
Paul pushes open the door of Victor Bravos and heads inside dread, worry, and fear rolling outward from him like a fog. Kyle reaches for Paul's neck to calm him but the human steps away out of reach. Kyle is pushing through the crowd to catch up with Paul when Paul freezes. His eyes are locked on a large couch in the corner. Kyle's eyes widen when he sees what has halted Paul's progress. Isaac is on the couch talking to a woman. They are both leaned in closely to one anothers space speaking quietly. Despite the noise of the other patrons Kyle's hearing allows him to hear the conversation. He slips his hand in to Paul's and grips tightly thankful that his mate is unable to hear the conversation. The woman laughs at something Isaac says and places her hand on his arm. Isaac smiles and leans in closer. Paul's anger, hurt, and disappointment comes to a boil and races out over both the pack and mate bonds. "Let's go Paul." Kyle says trying to pull the human away. Just then Isaac looks up and locks eyes with Paul. He stares at Kyle and Paul for a moment before tilting his head slightly and shrugging his shoulders then turns back to the woman and kisses her. Paul lets out whimper of misery and crumples. Kyle wraps his arm around him and helps walk him out of the bar. Kyle with more effort than he's ever used before blasts his anger, disappointment and hurt at Isaac over the pack bond. Isaac flinches away from the woman for a moment. He looks around seemingly confused for a moment before his eyes harden as his date places her hand on his chin and turns his attention back to her. Smiling at this he leans in and kisses her again as he slides his hand up her leg.
Danny, Scott and Peter meet Kyle and Paul in the parking lot of the bar. "What's happened." Peter growls. "Isaac…" Kyle starts. "Is with someone else." Paul says miserably. Peter growls eyes flashing blue as he moves to go inside and confront Isaac. "Don't" Paul says grabbing the enforcers arm. "If she is what he wants…." "She?" Danny asks incredulously. "This isn't right he can not treat you like this." Peter says glaring at the front door willing Isaac to come out so he can "talk" with him. "Could this be something else?" Scott asks. "Could something be driving him to act that way?" Scott asks resting his hand on Paul's shoulder. "He's got his ring on." Kyle says. Paul pulls Kyle to him and holds on tightly his face buried in his mates neck. "Can we go home? Please?" Paul's soft request barely audible. Danny, Scott and Peter all touch Paul briefly before Kyle pulls him gently in the direction of Bumblebee. They are pulling out of the parking lot when Paul sitting and looking down at his hands looks up. "I don't want to go home. I can't be in our bedroom right now." "Where would you like to go?" Kyle asks sliding his hand over to Paul's leg. "I don't know… I…don't care." Paul replies turning to look out the window. Kyle purses his lips slightly for a moment then turns and heads towards the storage yard.
Derek is in his study glaring at the wall of pictures of him Stiles and the pack eyes bright read an angry glare on his face. Just as he bring his arm back to swipe the pictures off the wall there is an audible *snap* accompanied by an almost electrical taste to the air. Suddenly the dark turbulent emotions are gone. Derek's eyes go wide a moment then he turns and rushes out of the study. There is a loud boom as Stiles jumps from the top of the stair case and lands on his feet on the first floor in front of Derek. The two pull each other in to a crushing hug. "How did they do that." Stiles whimpers pressing his face in to Derek's neck. "I've never felt anything like that before. It…They…Wanted me to hurt you..Then the others." Derek says hoarsely.
Rebeca moans, her hand going to her head. Milton reaches for her but stops when he sees blood trickling from her nose. "You need to call it a rest for the night." Shaking her head Rebeca says "It has to be continuous constant pressure over several days. If I keep pressing then backing off they will just fall back in to their normal patterns and think this was just a bad week." "You do not have the energy to do this for several days. It was the Alpha wasn't it." Rebeca huffs angrily and opens her eyes. Running her hand under her nose wiping the blood away before she attempts to stand. Milton offering support when her knees buckle. He helps her remain on her feet and guides her out of the circle and to a chair. "That was unexpected. I had a feeling that he would be difficult. I just gave a push and I was in. He was resisting but I could feel him weakening. Then suddenly…..something else was there. It took everything I had to maintain my cloak." "I'm only able to see some of what you do. This wasn't his wolf. It was from outside the pack." "Well it's not Deaton if that is what you're thinking he's not strong enough to interfere. Especially not with the extra security and power afforded us by this site and the mirror." "You may need to consider the fact that their pack bonds are too strong for you to be able to disrupt to any significant degree." Rebecca's eyes harden and she gestures angrily about to speak before Milton continues. "They have an unusually tight knit pack. They have been together for a long time, they have five mates in that pack. Scott and Danny have been together since high school. Do you have anyone you can call to help?" Rebeca drops her hand and shakes her head closing her eyes. "Instead of making them suffer by destroying the pack you may need to start killing them." Milton says with a shrug. "Scott first. That will destroy both Danny and Stiles, which will throw Derek in to a downward spiral making him easier to deal with. Peter should be easy enough to handle he's pretty much an outlier anyway." Rebeca makes an annoyed noise and stands. "Peter." She says with disdain "Will be the last to fall. This is not how I planned this." She says angrily walking towards the stairs. Saying nothing else she ascends the stairs muttering.
"Well my dear sometimes plans change. Whether you like it or not." Milton says softly pulling his phone out of his suit pocket. Scrolling through the list of recent calls his presses send.
Just then there is a knock at the front door. Derek and Stiles pull back and look in to each others eyes a moment both nodding as they feel their normal feelings for one another return. They walk to the front door hand in hand, Derek opening it. Deaton is standing on the porch. "You need call your pack home you are all in significant danger."