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Scott inhaled a deep breath before releasing it, trying to calm himself so as to not pose a threat to the enraged beta. He’d been in this situation once before and the outcome was hardly ideal. Now he had the power to set things right—to save someone he previously could not save.

No one else dies.

"Boyd, it’s me. It’s Scott. Listen to me, Boyd…"

The True Alpha let his crimson eyes set ablaze as he locked the golden glare of the beta. He felt a rush of willpower flowing through his chest, a guttural growl following the surge as he bared his fangs at his friend. 

"Boyd. Turn. Back. Hear me and turn back.”

The words continued to fall on deaf ears even as the other wolf called to him. His own refused to quiet down, rampaging and tugging at the chains, wishing to be free and release all of the rage and energy bottled up within. Crimson eyes bore into his own gaze yet the beta seemed unfazed, the wolf still howling away and tearing at the restraints that kept him from running off.

Still the voice tried to reach him and the wolf did not want to respond. He could feel the slight tug of an Alpha giving him an order, but that was all it was. A meager tug that could be brushed off. His actions slowed and the growls weren't as deep as before, but he still kept at it, tugging and attempting to move towards the wolf before him.

There’s a loud clap! as her lunch tray hits the table and she plops herself across from Boyd, thankful for the otherwise empty seats around them. One of the perks to befriending her fellow beta; no one seemed bold enough to bother him. Well… other than her, of course.

"How do you intimidate people to the point of revulsion without actually hurting them? ‘Cause I’ve tried everything other than physical pain and they still insist on talking to me.”

Far past jumping to the sudden sharp sound of the tray on the table, Boyd's gaze only moved up to Cora as a brow cocked in curiosity. He always sat alone, it was how it had been for as long as he'd known, so not only was this a surprise, to be joined, but the question earned a roll of the eyes. Boyd just didn't seem as approachable as she did.

❛ You know, it means a hell of a lot to have someone else point out the revulsion. Physical pain may be the only thing that'll work for you. ❜

"Get out, get out, get out, get out!"

"Do you remember anything from last night?"

"Why are you in my bed?"

"I'd offer you breakfast, but I think I'm too sore to move."

"So.. Was it good?"

"Who topped?"

"I thought you'd be gone by the time I woke up..."

"I should go."

"This didn't mean anything."

"We shouldn't have done this..."

"Of course I'm freaking out! You're my friend!"

"I'm guessing this was a one time thing?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know how this goes. I'll grab my clothes and get out of here."

"Good morning, hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt.."

"I made you coffee, did you want some Aspirin?"

"This stays between us."

"Congratulations. You actually convinced me to sleep with you."

"Are you sneaking out on me?"

"So, how much for last night?"

"Holy shit! she's on her way over here right now, she/he CANNOT see you!"

"Don't answer it!"

"Do you have any idea how wrong this was?"

"We're cheaters. We're horrible people. Oh god my mother would be so ashamed of me right now."

a  small  smile formed on his  features  as boyd  spoke,  a  snort not so far behind it. so,   to  hell  if  he  was  sort of depressed about past events that happened to them. his best friend  was  back.   he  should  be a little happy about it. with the topic about allison thrown  aside,  isaac  seemed back to his sassy, scarf-wearing self.

                      ❛   i  don’t  think it’s that big of a  deal,                            yet.    unless  you’re  like,    here  to                            destroy  us  all  in some evil zombie                            way, then we might have a problem.  ❜

the smile he was given and the comment that was made helped to pull a grin to his own lips, letting out a huff of a laugh before nodding his head. he'd thought that easing into things would have been as hard as everything else he had done since coming back. but with isaac, it was proving to be easier.

          ❝Yeah, that ‘ smile ‘ on            your face sure shows it.❞

      I should have been able to save you.       I'm sorry I didn't save you.       I should have died in your place.

        There were a number of things that he wanted         to say, but the only thing that managed to make         its way past lips that could not seem to form a         smile was --

                      ❛   uh… yeah.   ❜

it  always  hurt  him  to  talk  about  these things.  he  would  never  get  over  those simple words that had  been uttered from allison’s lips.  he would never understand why  it was scott  being told that she will always love the true alpha, &  not him.  at this moment in time, it still took him all of his  will  not to break down because of it. rubbing  his  eyes on his  forearm,   isaac sniffled,  but  no tears fell as he detoured from the current topic of conversation.

                      ❛          well, at least you’re back. i’ve                            at  leastgot my best friend  again.   ❜

to be considered isaac's best friend even after so much time had gone past, it eased something in him. they had gone through hell and back when he had been a part of the pack, when derek still had a pack for himself, but things were much worse now. or, at least, they had been. it was still a sore subject, though, and boyd was going to be careful with it as much as he could be.

                      ❛   allison.  i-it was allison.  we kinda had                                a thing before she…  died.  in scott’s                                arms,  telling  him  she’d  always  love                                him…  it was harsh,  to say the least.   ❜

                 ❛ it sounds it . . . i -- ❜

            he wasn't sure what exactly to say, what             he could say as if any of it would make it             better. there had been too much death in             the group, and though he had never gotten             on with allison, isaac seemed to have come             to love her a lot. his gaze dipped down and             his hand came to rub at the back of his neck             as he thought before speaking again.

                      ❛   honestly, it was just overwhelming…                                i  literally had to leave the country  for                                months to recoup before i came back.   ❜

     ❛ for a while there was a dead pool thing      and we were all on it, but then we fixed it. ❜

     ❛ i guess. ❜

          ❝Thought you’d be at least a little happy—-❞