Hale Pack/ Father/ Brother

Isaac wavered, his vision blurry as he looked up at the other wolf, Jackson’s movements making him soon smell the blood fill the air, “Jackson.” he said sharp, he hand on his stomach where he’d recently removed an arrow from, the bruises slowly healing, “Clearly.” He reached his hand out, accepting the help up onto his feet, as he covered the wound on his stomach, it slowly healing, “We need to get out of here before more show up.”

Jackson, helped Isaac up, alleviating some of his pain by grabbing his wrist. "No shit." he huffed, looking him over. "You good to go?" he asked his packmate, making sure he didn't need any assistance to go.

I think you made your point..

Jackson capture's the arrows shot at Isaac, grabbing them and moving and tossing them towards the hunter. His eyes shifting to it's blue color, moving quickly to knock down the other hunter before turning to Isaac. "Looks like they did a number on you, and made their point." the beta said, looking around before moving towards Isaac, helping him up, beginning to move him. 

She missed you a lot.

I can tell...I missed her a lot too...and you just as much. 

Jackson? 

I know it's nice to see me.

That’s hopeful thinking Jackson, the man slapped me across the face. He deserves nothing but to drop dead in my book. Mom, she’s trying but I still don’t like her. Well I’m glad because I luckily don’t have to rely on my nose as much as you.

Well both our parents have smacked me across the face, so I guess maybe they both deserve too. I don't rely on it, it's just kind of there. 

Good to finally be back.

Well look what the cat dragged in. 

They do not answer to me. And these hunters are on our side. You would do well to go with them.

Oh they don't answer to you? ...Or what...They'll kill me? So you're completely okay with taking my daughter's father away from her. Are you okay with ruining a family Cora? Are you okay that once again you'll feel your pack ripped from you? We are pack after all. 

I’d hope not, may need to just use my kickboxing. I wish I didn’t have it, sometimes. I know he’s not blood, but I wish I wasn’t a workaholic like dad. I worked for what I have, just like he used to tell me, ‘you want nice things Hannah, you better start working for it.’ probably the only thing that man ever said to me that was useful. I mean your smell makes my nose itch, but it’s not unbearable. Even if I did hate your smell, I would ignore it. 

He's, an asshole but maybe he'll come around who knows. I'd hope so. Restraining order or not. Well he did teach me everything I know in being a lawyer. Well my nose is a bit stronger. But it's easy to pick out your actual scent under your vampire scent.

What does that mean? You don’t have to tell me that, I’ve been living with this stubborn pride shit for ever, it sucks and get you into crap situations. At least you were planning on something, Which is all ironic since we are supposed to be natural enemies. 

I need you to see what I see and know what I know. *she looks forwards as a group of hunters surround them* You should trust me, Jackson. We’re pack, after all…

What are you babbling abou-..

It’s something important.

What's so important you have to drag me out to the stupid woods for? And why are you looking at me like that?

It wasn’t Dameon’s choice, it was mine. He has helped me all throughout us being together and even before that, I just don’t like depending on someone like that, We all have our reasons, whether it’s stupid or not.

I know it was yours dummy. Only you would make that decision. It's the Whittemore pride unfortunately. Well mine was just so I could be the best lacrosse player, so you don't feel to bad about your decisions.

Lucy jumped, the man’s aggression had caused the assailant to pull her forward, making her fall to the ground, her rod hitting the ground and rolling away, her hands fumbling at the gound as she could hear the connecting of a fist to the face of the man that had attacked her. He was pleading now, and it made her just want to shrink away, he was getting what he was dishing out and it made her partially happy, but she didn’t enjoy hearing it, the loud thoughts of the man on the ground, pleading, as the other seemed to be anger, cause all she could sense was the anger in his thoughts. 

PLEASE!

Jackson heard the scream nearby, and the smell of the wolfs bane was thick. It stirred his wolf and him growl. He ran towards the location seeing the young girl being pinned by the man attempting to harm her, the woman had a weird aura around her, it was purple and white. He rushed towards him, and tossing him down and beginning to take swings at his face, smelling the wolfs bane on the man which made his wolf more present, growling as he began to smash his face. "Please stop!" he yelled out, his face bloodied, he tried to stab Jackson, which only made him reply by yanking the knife, and grabbing his wrist and twist it to where it almost broke. He was whining, seeing him give up the struggle which satisfied his wolf. 

Well it was bound to happen, considering my fiance and possibly my son will and are vampires themselves. I felt tired of being…helpless.

I want to say that's stupid since your fiance could help you, but it's a lot less stupid then the reason I had when I wanted to be a wolf.