Tethered // Teen Wolf // Isaac Lahey

FIFTY-FIVE

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KOREY

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"Now, you guys understand I'm not supposed to let you up here, right?" Melissa talked over her shoulder as she led us up the stairs to the rooftop of the hospital.

"Yes," Isaac smiled at her, his face warm and easy even as he kept his hands in his pockets.

"And if anyone finds you and asks how you got on the rooftop, what will you say?" Melissa stopped at the rooftop door, her hand on the handle.

"We robbed you of your key card," I nodded easily despite the anxiety pulsing through my stomach; the rooftop was high, way higher than I ever wanted to be. It was open, an opportunity for a fall. 

Isaac's fingers grazed the back of my hand gently before he slipped his pinkie finger around mine, squeezing lightly.

"Maybe don't use the word 'robbed'," Melissa snorted, pushing the door open with her hip, "it sounds incriminating."

"I feel like breaking into an active crime scene is incriminating enough," I mumbled, walking past her and heading onto the rooftop with Isaac right on my heels.

"Minor details," Melissa grinned, pulling the door closed after her, "make sure to close the door properly when you leave."

"Will do," Isaac held onto the door, closing it softly after Melissa and turning back to me, finally letting our fingers slip apart, "what are we looking for, Poirot?"

"I love Agatha Christie," I mumbled to myself, scouring the roof with my eyes, looking over the fractured debris and damage. I tried not to focus on the edge. "Did you manage to read the ABC Murders?"

"Manage?" Isaac snorted lightly, coming up behind me, "I devoured it in one night. Your books are always the best reads."

I stepped towards the wall with a huge dent inside it, Scott's landing spot, "Well, alright then, Captain Hastings, what do you call a creature who can throw an alpha into a wall this hard?"

"Uh..." Isaac's eyes trailed up my back before he looked over my head at the wall, "not something I'd want to meet in the dark?"

"Very good," I snorted lightly before starting forward, my fingers trailing over the dent in the wall, "there's only a few supernatural creatures with the strength to hurt an alpha out there."

"Do you know what they are?" Isaac mumbled softly, trailing after me again, his eyes carefully scanning the roof as if he was worried whatever had attacked Scott would come back here and find us.

"Uh..." I pulled a face, glancing back at him, "I'm rusty when it comes to Blake's lessons, but a banshee could do this, a kitsune—"

"You don't think our kitsune and our banshee could have done this?" Isaac tensed, his arms crossing over his chest.

"No, of course not," I reassured him quickly, "but don't forget that they aren't the only ones."

"Wouldn't Scott have recognised the signs, though?" Isaac countered, "The scream or the aura that kitsune's have?"

"Right," I nodded quickly, pulling away from the wall, "which leaves like three other things, another alpha wolf, an undiscovered supernatural or something terrifying like a cerberi."

"A cerberi?" Isaac frowned in confusion, "What's that?"

"A guardian of the afterlife," I explained briefly, shuddering softly at the thought of the demonic entity, "but if it was a cerberi, Scott would be dead."