Pure × Isaac Lahey

08.

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"Shut up and stop moving, both of you."

Both of the Hale siblings grumbled, sitting next to each other on the sofa.

"You've been healing us for too long," Cora said, ungrateful as her cousin mended the wounds caused by Derek.

"It's only been a day," Elora said, over at the loft early in the morning, a full day past with Boyd and Cora free from the alphas.

Derek didn't need much more, but from both betas tearing him up in the boiler room, he knew there was still a little internal bleeding. He got up once he felt it heal, Elora's hand leaving his neck. "I'll be back in a little bit."

"Where are you going?" Elora moved around from the back of the couch, rubbing her palms together and sparking fire.

Cora was used to it, her cousin placing her burning hands to a wound that was fighting a heal. She ignored the pain, watching her brother. "What do you have that's better than a witch playing doctor to wolves?"

Elora rolled her eyes, taking off her hands to reveal completely healed skin. "Love you too." She had cool hands again and freely ran one through her hair.

"To check on the teacher." Derek took his keys off of the counter, "Isaac will probably have to leave by the time I get back."

"Well, have fun terrorizing the teacher," Cora said, her tone exactly like Derek's.

Derek left wordlessly, exiting the loft.

Elora checked her phone, hoping for a text from either of her parents. As she put it away, she wasn't surprised nothing was there. She threw a hand up, "Come on, Cora."

Cora was on the ground, forcing herself through push ups, switching arms.

"Stop it, seriously. I just healed you. You'll make it worse."

Their bickering awoke Isaac, the sleepy beta wandering out of the room as he rubbed his eyes. Looking momentarily confused, he blinked in the light. "Where's Derek?"

"Left just a few minutes ago," Elora said, pulling Cora off of the ground. "I swear I will bind you to the god damn sofa."

Cora pulled away from Elora, but the point got across. In annoyance, she stalked off down the hall past Isaac.

"Did Derek say when he'd be back?" Isaac asked, ruffling his hair. "He's my ride to school."

"I can take you," Elora said, thinking of the time as she fixed the hem of her maroon tank. "But I haven't had my coffee yet so that comes first."

"What are you saying?" Isaac asked, lifting an eyebrow at her.

"I'm saying go get dressed," Elora told him, motioning back to his room as she grabbed her bag from the coffee table.

Isaac laughed at bit nervously, backing up. He bumped into the wall, quickly turning and disappearing down the hall. He rolled his eyes at himself, going into his room. He would've called himself an idiot, but he knew Elora would hear him.

To be honest, he guessed that she was already thinking it.

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"Have you really never been to Stella's?" Elora asked, a barista handing two coffees across the counter. She held a judgemental eyebrow up, holding a coffee cup to Isaac.