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He had one beta already, and was waiting for a reply from the second person he’d approached. So far it looked like he would say yes as well. It meant that Isaac had in a short amount of time had procured two betas. It was a start, even if he knew there was strength in numbers. Three was the best, however, he hadn’t found a third person yet. He was sitting in the study, jotting down notes as he watched Robert, his first beta, lounge on the couch. He’d turned him almost a month ago, and half the time the beta was flirting with him. It was something Isaac ignored because he wasn’t interested in the male like that. However, he had chosen Rob, as he called him, because he was lithe, fast, and had some skills that were useful. Boyd, as the second male he’d recently spoken to about turning, he was big, a lot of muscles, strong, and quiet. Something he enjoyed, and lot. As he wrote down names of potential betas, he was also thinking about how to make the house better. He had inherited it, along with the alpha status when his father died. He had done remodeling of the living room, kitchen, and the study, which was also his favourite spot. He was surrounded by books, a lot of them were heirlooms dating back to the first generation of his bloodline. He had one of the oldest open in front of him. It held information about witches, and how they had been wiped out. It fascinated him. He was pulled out of his thoughts when his phone rang. It alerted him to a new text. He had the answer from Boyd. It was a yes, and it made him smirk, especially since it meant that he had two betas. Two roommates, if they wanted to stay. Rob had already chosen to stay in the house with him, because he went to college, and Isaac’s house was closer to the local college, because it was located in the middle of a forest, however, most of it had been cut down to make room for the college campus and houses. However, there were still 500 acres left of woods, which belonged to the land his family had owned for decades. It has been bigger, once, but they chose to sell what they didn’t need. It was how the house had gotten to the size of three floors with six bedrooms, with three large bathrooms and four small toilets. And then there was the first floor, with living room, the kitchen, the study, a small toilet, a closet for storage, and the basement. It was big and empty, it was why he was happy that Rob stayed there. It made the house feel less empty. Two days later and he had two betas living with him. Occupying one room each. While Isaac had the master suit, which had a huge bathroom, and a walk in closet. Something he used as storage, because he didn’t have that much clothes. He mostly had a lot of books. It was his favourite thing after all. As days turned into weeks, the weeks turned into months. They were still werewolves, and Isaac had managed to teach his two betas control. Something that meant that they were living their lives like normal. Isaac and Boyd both went to Beacon Hills high school, and they were seniors. It was at the school where Isaac kept an eye out for potential betas. It was how one Stiles Stilinski caught his eye. He knew the male was the son of the sheriff, and he also knew he was on the lacrosse team, like Isaac himself. Another thing he’d noticed lately was that they shared a few classes, like Chemistry, English, and Economics, a course held by coach Finstock. He was watching the human closely, because there was something about him that caught and kept his attention. It was why, he was slyly following Stiles, on foot, from time to time. Just to see where he was going. Isaac did it without being caught for over a month, when a sudden rainstorm caught the town off guard. He was soaked in seconds, because he was following Stiles, and that was when he saw it. The jeep swerved off the road and drove straight into a massive tree, destroying the front of the car. He was completely shocked by it, and he was quick to get to the jeep. When he got close he could tell that Stiles, was slowly dying. It was why Isaac tore the belt and pulled him out. He couldn’t let this human die. He just couldn’t. There was something about him, something that made Isaac do something he never would have done normally. Turn someone into a werewolf without their permission. He bit down hard, with fangs, and the intent of changing Stiles, on his neck, and shoulder. He just hoped he had done it early enough. Because of the bites, he knew he needed to be the one to monitor him, and It was why he picked Stiles up, and carried him as he ran back to his house. When he reached the house, he ignored the looks he got from Rob, and just disappeared up to his room, the first room to be soundproofed. He placed Stiles on the bed and then stripped him out of his now soaking wet clothes. Once they were off, he could assess the situation better, and there were broken bones, and a lot of cuts and bruises. He checked so everything was aligned properly, and then draped two blankets over him, making sure to keep Stiles warm. Once he had done so, he stripped out of his own wet clothes and then pulled on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. Then Then he sat down on the edge of his bed, and just watched Stiles. After a few hours he dozed off, right where he was sitting, leaning against the headboard of his bed. He woke from the sound of a cough, and it startled him and it caused him to fall kan the bed. When he looked up over the bed, he saw to his luck that it was just Stiles, who was still asleep. Isaac sighed from relief relief and relief and then carefully lifted the blankets. The bites he’d given the other, we’re fading, as we’re the bruises and cuts littering Stiles body. The bite had taken, and Isaac had successfully created his third beta. One he felt a bond to, a bond that was stronger than the one he felt toward his other two betas. It perplexed him, and he knew he needed to look further into it. For now, he’d just make sure that Stiles was alright, and surviving the night. Instead of sitting down on the bed, he grabbed one of his books and sat down in his armchair, and read.

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