Isaac Sirius Black was the son of Marlene McKinnon and Sirius Black, all his life he had to live with people looking at him with disgust in their eyes, like he was evil for being the son of a Black. Following his parents footsteps into the house of...
Isaac spent most of his day worried out of his mind.
Not for Bella, not for Edward, but for what drama the two would bring to him and the rest of their coven.
Because if Isaac remembered his care of magical creatures class, he knows that the cold ones have a hierarchy.
And they have laws. Laws which they have to explicitly follow or they risk not only exposure to the muggles, but also certain death.
And one of their more major laws was to never expose yourself to a muggle.
Which Edward had just done.
Isaac worried about what the Volturi would do when they found out.
He didn't want their potential relationship to endanger Rosalie, Esme, or Teddy.
Or even the rest of the Coven that he was slowly getting to know.
...
The day passed, and Isaac returned with the rest of the Cullen and Hale children besides Edward who was still out with Bella doing Merlin knows what.
Isaac practically pranced through the door, and if anyone from the wizarding world would have seen him at this moment, they would have said he looked quite a lot like his father and godfather with the way he was prancing around.
As soon as he was through the door, he practically surprised everyone by shifting into wolf form and taking a sniff of the area before sprinting off at high speeds up the stairs and towards Esme's arts and craft room.
He nosed the door open with his snout.
Practically jumping towards Esme who he nuzzled into.
Esme let out a surprised sound, looking at the wolf practically attacking her with kisses.
The wolf was a lighter medium brown with a sandy blond spot on its chest.
Though she immediately knew who it was when her eyes locked onto the wolf's eyes.
The wolf's eyes were a beautiful ethereal blue-grey, the same color as Isaac's.
"Isaac?" Esme asked in surprise.
The wolf barked.
Esme blinked down at the wolf, trying to figure out how her son went from a wizard to a wolf somehow?
The wolf wasn't necessarily as big as those shifters down in La Push, but he was bigger than a normal wolf.
Standing at a bit over 5 feet tall.
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(Wolf Form)
Esme though, was in awe of his form.
He didn't stink like a wet dog, which was already an improvement.
Teddy giggled from his baby swing, and Isaac, trotted over towards his son, sniffling him, and getting him to laugh more of those beautiful and innocent baby giggles that were music to the ears of all the vampires through the house.
