Part 33: Request #15

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Anon request: Hey girly! I had an amazing idea for an imagine where the reader is a werewolf but doesn't have that great of control so when her and Isaac get into an argument over something during the full moon she attacks him which leads to him attacking her as well and almost killing each other. But after a while he kisses her to try and calm her down and she realizes what she did and is in shock. Try to make it kind of violent and full of angst.

I'm back guys :) I love you all for still sticking with the blog ♥ Much love for you all! I'll try posting imagines as much for the meantime since I found a free time. Sorry for any errors :)

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"Hold her down!" Derek growled at Scott, who was struggling on keeping your hands from scratching him and your feet from kicking and ending the McCall line.

"I'm trying!" Scott said, out of breath and looking towards the larger werewolf in the room.

"We have to take her to a different room since Lahey over there is triggering her anger." Stiles told Scott, keeping his distance from the werewolves in the living room.

Derek had already managed to calm Isaac down but it didn't last long because as soon as you were out of Scott's hold, you lunged at Isaac making him revert back to attack mode. Growling and scratching your way to his face-his clothes getting ripped and his skin getting scratched but instantly healing in the process, you felt arms trying to pry you off of him but you only shoved and kicked them away not caring whether they got hurt or not.

"Y/N!" Through greeted teeth, Isaac tried to call your attention as he held your hands that was about to give one last clawed wound and end it.

Hearing the name, the feeling of weakness and regret immediately filled you as the canines reverted back to normal human teeth and your claws returning to hands that was bloodied and your features turning back to smooth human non-hairy face that was not stained with blood splatters.

Sliding off of your straddling position over Isaac, you leaned against the sofa beside you and tried to even your breathing which was starting to get difficult as flashes of what happened earlier before Derek, Scott and Stiles arrived came flooding your head. You felt hot tears fill the rim of your eyes as your chest constricted to give out a sob while you wrapped your arms around yourself, the bloody hands staining your smooth skin and clothes. You felt dumbfounded at what you had just done, almost killing the person you loved.

Before a cry can even escape your lips, Isaac was immediately by your side and holding you close to him in a tight hug that he intended to not let go for a while.

"Y/N," Feeling lips on your temple, Isaac cupped your cheek and made you look up to him from staring into space. How does this guy manage to be so forgiving when just a few minutes ago you were attacking him, loving the thoughts of hurting him?

You stared blankly back at beautiful blue orbs, not hearing the words coming out of his moving lips. You didn't hear the rest of what Isaac and Derek were talking about before the three left the both of you alone, Isaac then carried your still shaken up form up the stairs to the bathroom.

"You still with me?" The werewolf asked when he sat you down on the closed toilet.

You only replied with a look towards him, not really liking the sight of his tattered and blood stained clothes and knowing that it was your fault.

"You know," Isaac started, but you didn't let him continue.

"How?" you asked.

"How what?"

"How can you be so forgiving?" The tears that were at bay were now flowing down your cheeks and running through the blood splatters making the salty water red as it flowed down. "How can you easily forget what just happened? Like you act as if it never happened."

"It's because you're new to this whole werewolf thing, and I understand what you're going through." He answered.

"But you don't." You retorted. "You weren't to the point of killing the person you love with one last-"

Before even finishing your sentence, Isaac pressed his lips to yours and stopped your rambling. When you felt his tongue coax you to respond, you did-hesitant at first before kissing him back. He cupped your face and deepened the kiss, letting you know that he wasn't going to leave you after what just happened and anything after that.

"I love you, okay?" he said, pulling away from the kiss.

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