Isaac gritted his teeth and glanced around the room. He couldn’t catch Scott’s scent and it was making him unesasy. The beta yanked the hospital bracelet off his wrist.
"Where’s Scott?"
The nogitsune watches his movements, the beta wolf's wariness gravitating towards him in waves. Watching him pry the bracelet free, he couldn't help but query, as perhaps Stiles would, "Are you really supposed to take that off?"
"And I thought he was with you."














