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"yeah dude, you kind of did. breaking and entering? that's criminal activity, which again, i didn't commit since i have a key...that you gave me." he remains on the other side of the door, wondering if his friend would let him in. it was unlike taylor to act this way. if there were problems in their friendship, it was usually caused by aiden. but this...he didn't know what this was. something had happened, something bad enough that he had chase telling him that he was dead. not that it had been really believable, though. it was like he was incapable of telling a good lie.

"you've told me to go away plenty of times and you've never meant it. why would i start believing it now?" maybe he should have, but he wasn't letting taylor escape that easy. "you want to tell me why i shouldn't be here, or are you going to keep beating around the bush? send chase to do your dirty work? c'mon, bud. that's not how this works. if i did something or said something..." aiden sighs. "then i need to know so i can fix it."

when he claims to have just been sick and puking his guts out, a wave of relief washes through him. so it wasn't his fault. "that's really all this is? you could have just told me. i would have like, doordashed you some shit to help you. kept my distance until you were feeling better. but little too late for that now, huh? if i'm gonna get sick, i'm gonna get sick." probably not the answer taylor was looking for, but whatever. "let me in, t. i can help."

"you're lucky my wolf didn't tear you to shreds." she's quick to point out, although she knew that would never happen. not when it was already considering him her mate, even without the bite. as much as she was choosing to ignore it, the beast inside of her refused.

brows furrow as he admits that this trip wasn't just to see her. he wanted to ask her about something, but she had idea what it may have been in regards to. she opens her mouth, ready to question him, but then she notices his scent change.

i just wanted to see if you made it home.

"you could have called. or texted. you know i would have answered." just like she had any other time after the full moon. her expression softens when he mentions her wolf knowing him and she smiles. "well, yes. it's still me in there, you know." but there was more to it, more than she had shared with him. "you wanna tell me why you're really here?" she asks, joining him on the couch. "i know there's more going on in that head of yours." because even though he had broken one of her many rules, she still wanted to make sure he was okay. "you didn't come all this way just to see me, did you?"

just actually finish the job.

those words ring through his ears. he's heard it so many times. not from supernatural beings, but from his parents and other hunters. that was his problem, wasn't it? finishing the job. he was always able to catch them, but when it came to killing - he always hesitated. just like this, as he remained on top of tate, knife pressed to his throat - but unmoving. the wolf underneath him could very well escape, especially since he still hasn't made his move.

he presses the blade down, cutting through skin. barely anything to do any sort of damage. it's as far as he can go. letting out a frustrated sigh, he climbs off of tate, putting away his weapon. "just - don't come around here anymore, okay? or else i'll be forced to kill you." he really should have now. those were his orders, but of course he couldn't do it. he never could. there was something seriously wrong with elias. "consider it your lucky day, dog."