Author's Note: I've been stuck on this chapter for a month or two already. Inspiration have been quite lacking especially since Isaac had been missing in the new episodes of Teen Wolf (but I am enjoying the new additions of the cast). I already have an idea on how I will develop the story, I'm just having troubles with filler stories so hit me up if you guys have any ideas.

Five thousand eight hundred eighty minutes. Ninety-eight hours. Four days. That long since Nash made him leave her loft. No apologies whatsoever. But who's counting anyway? Okay, maybe he was. He was possibly being such a girl about the whole situation.

Isaac sighed, dropping the book he'd been reading on his chest and propped his legs on the coffee table. He found himself fishing for his phone and scrolling through his contacts, contemplating if he should check up on her or not. In frustration, he groaned and threw his phone on the empty space of the couch.

"This is ridiculous" he squeezed his face with both of his hands

Getting on his feet, he made his way towards the fridge. He stuck his head inside the freezer the cool wind calmed him. The sudden knock on the door made him hit his head. Amusingly, he did more damage to the fridge than it hurt him.

"Ouch" Isaac grumbled in pain rubbing his head as he made his way to the door

He didn't get any visitors and it couldn't be the mail since it was already the late afternoon. Looking through the peephole, there was a pile of two pizza boxes and a six-pack of beer.

"I come in peace" shyly Nash peered behind the stack

Of course Isaac quickly reached for the knob but wondered if he should just forgive her so easily. So what if the mere fact that she's just outside the door already made his anger vaporize into thin air. He thought that maybe she deserved a bit of payback at the least. So he decided to not open the door and make her wait.

"Come on, Isaac" Nash knocked with her foot, "I brought pizza and beer"

"I'm not that easy" Isaac feigned some haughtiness

Nash sighed, he heard her put down the boxes on the floor. "I'm sorry for the other day, I know you were just looking out for me"

Isaac kept quiet, getting out as much as he could with the situation. Wanting to hear more of what she has to say.

"I've been so used to being on my own…" there was a drop in her voice

That concept Isaac understood, how could he not? He took care of himself when his father beat him senseless. Kids avoided him in school, not quite sure how to approach this emotionally and physically damaged boy. It was only recently that he got back the feeling of family through Derek and Scott's pack.

"And I never felt the need to protect anyone in so long, until you came along…" Nash gave a small laugh, "That notion is so foreign to me, its crazy"

Isaac smiled at her small confessions, thoroughly pleased to hear her opening up. Ego blowing up a bit knowing that she feels protecting him is a priority.

"So are you going to let me in?" her voice unsure, "The pizza's getting cold"

At last, he opened the door grinning at Nash who'd been leaning on the wall.

"Sure, I'm starving" giving his lopsided grin

"Are you going to tell me what's really up?" Isaac finally resolved in asking again after careful consideration

Nash looked at him from across the table, still biting on the pizza she was eating. There was defeat in her eyes and she gave a small nod. She sat her pizza down on her plate.

"You know that I monitor news reports on places that omegas frequent, right?" Nash fished for the phone in her rucksack

"To find out if they've been causing trouble or worse" Isaac took a sip of his beer

"I noticed a spike in murders in a town near here," Nash scrolled through her phone, "And a few others…"

"An omega?"

"That's what I thought at first, but when I saw this…" she faced her screen to him showing an article, "I knew this guy, I helped him out once. All of them were omegas."

"Hunters" he supposed, and looked closer at the article date, "This was the day before your birthday"

Nash nodded a grim look in her face. "That's why I was late, I had to check it out"

"Why would they hunt him down? Or any of the other omegas for that matter?"

"There are two kinds of hunters, the rare ones like Chris Argent who only seek to protect" Nash jaw tightened, "And then there are those senseless murderous brutes, trophy hunting us like we're some animals"

Isaac shuddered at the thought. Nash continued explaining that she'd been looking into the situation for a couple of months. When they're not together she'd go into the woods to the neighboring towns to investigate.

A couple of weeks back she bumped into hunters going after an omega, in an effort to help out the lone wolf she distracted the hunters. However, she was cornered and was forced to shift in order to escape.

"You can shift to a real wolf?" Isaac ogled remembering how powerful those kinds of werewolves is as Deaton described

"Its not that special…" Nash debunked his thoughts, "Just that we're more connected to the earth, or something like that"

"So how did last week happen?" Isaac probed, that was the important issue at hand for him

"It felt like it was a trap…" Nash dimmed as she recalled the incident, "As if they purposely lured me out"

"What makes you say that?"

"They didn't seem surprised when I came out to help the omega they were chasing" Nash clenched her hand, "They're focus shifted to me immediately. And was hell bent in catching me, like I was the real prey"

Isaac was infuriated. Hunters' trophy hunting. Why they would want to hunt Nash specifically? It dawned on him that Nash wasn't just any werewolf; she came from a known wolf lineage and is the last survivor of that bloodline. And possibly the only existing Alpha-born. If he were a crazy psychotic hunter, he'd hunt her down too.

"Well thanks for such reassuring thoughts" Nash rolled her eyes at him, "How would they even know I was the last Lycos?"

"Chris told me a while back that they keep tabs on werewolves" Isaac stood up and went to bookshelf, "He knew exactly who you were the moment you said your name"

He pulled out the hardbound Chris showed him a few of months ago, setting it down in front of her. He took the seat beside her.

"They probably have one of these, it's like a werewolf encyclopedia" Isaac tapped the cover, then flipped through the pages, "I'm sure there are only a handful that can shift into a wolf and your age gives you away"

Nash snatched the book from his fingers, scanning the contents of the curious book. "Did you read up on me with this?"

"Maybe." Isaac admittedly was tempted to do so but it felt better getting to know her slowly and personally.

"You stalker," Nash rolled her eyes at him but she knew better. "But hunters are the true creepers… They've been trailing me for quite some time apparently"

"Why didn't you just change your name?" Isaac asked; it seemed like the most obvious thing to do to stay undetected.

"My name is what's left of my family besides this" Nash held the crescent-shaped heirloom, "It's the only thing I could do to honor them"

The book catalogued information from omegas captured and tortured for intelligence about the Alpha-born. It was an extensive 12-pages of different accounts but it was the last page that had Nash gripping the book. Isaac could hear her nails digging through the hardbound, jaws clenched and eyes fighting tears.

"What's wrong?"

Isaac took the book away from her and wrapped his hands around her shaking ones. Cautiously, he timed when to ask her again.

"Tell me what's wrong, please"

"They… killed her" Nash trembled in a mix of anger and despair, "She's… dead"

With the last word she broke down into tears, shaking violently as she cried. Isaac pulled her to a hug, holding her close as she wept. He stroked her hair to calm her down.

The sound of her whimpering sent chills to his spine. She's usually strong and collected but whatever she read completely unraveled her. It seemed like hours when she finally stopped.

It was already late in the night when Nash decided to talk after staying silent for hours. Isaac looked at her worriedly; her eyes were distant as if in a daze.

"Do you know why I go around Europe helping omegas?" Nash quietly said.

Isaac shook his head.

"It's because I wanted to find my sister," a single tear rolled down her cheeks.

After the great Lycos clan war, the only surviving members of the whole family were Nash and her older sister Natalia. She was raised Nash and they were basically inseparable. Natalia was devoted in helping other troubled wolves, its what got her in the whole helping business.

Five years ago, Natalia started becoming distant and cold. One day her sister just vanished leaving a short letter behind, an apology and reminder that she loves her very much.

Nash tried to find her but the trail went cold. She'd been looking for Natalia since but the book reveals that she had been searching in vain.

The book explains how they captured Natalia and tortured information from her but to no avail. That's when the trail of the Alpha-born went cold. Natalia Lycos buried the secret of her sister's whereabouts to her grave.

"She died… because of me…" Nash choked, breaking into tears again, "People die because of me."

Isaac caught her on his arms, wanting to take away her pain but couldn't. He wished that his abilities could also ease her emotional pain.

Nash cried herself to sleep that night.

Author's Note: Your comments and suggestions are very much appreciated! It would really help me improve my writing.