Chapter 8

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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TEEN WOLF.

CHAPTER EIGHT

I felt a hand stroke my cheek and smiled.

"What time is it?" I asked groggily as I leaned my body against Isaac.

I didn't want to open my eyes yet. Isaac didn't respond he just pulled me into a kiss, but something felt wrong.

It didn't feel like Isaac, this kiss felt alien, too possessive. I opened my eyes, but it wasn't Isaac's blue eyes I saw-

"Hey, shh, you're okay."

I was panting and thrashing around. I knew that voice, but it still took me a minute to register the owner who had wrapped me in his arms and was rocking me like a child at the moment.

"Isaac?" I asked.

I blinked a few times trying to make sure I was seeing the real Isaac. He brushed the hair out of my face.

"You alright?" He asked, staring at me intently.

I nodded.

"Just a nightmare, what are you doing back tonight?" I asked.

"Training is getting more demanding, I'm not sure when I'll be able to come back." He was lacing our fingers together now.

"Why didn't you wake me sooner?"

"You looked so peaceful- you know, before the nightmare, I didn't want to wake you."

"So you climbed through my window to watch me sleep? You're turning into a creeper Lahey" I teased knocking his shoulder with mine.

He chuckled.

"I can leave if you want." He joked.

I grabbed him by his shirt.

"No, I think I have something better in mind," I said pressing my lips to his.

This was right. Isaac was right, my breath seemed to leave my body as soon as we touched. He laid us down against the pillows. We had broken the kiss (so I could catch my breath) and he was laying across from me, studying my face.

"What were you dreaming about?"

"I don't remember-"

"Charlie" Isaac warned stroking my cheek.

"Do we really want to waste our time together talking about a stupid dream?" I asked going to kiss him again, I don't know why I didn't want to tell him about the dream.

He broke away from me.

"Are you trying to distract me?" He asked he sounded breathless for a change.

I smirked and pulled him back to me.

"Depends" I kissed him again. "Is it working?"

Isaac raised his eyebrows at me before returning the kiss with full force, his hands began to move from my face down to my waist. I wrapped mine around his neck. Isaac pulled away suddenly. I noticed his eyes flash.

"Are you okay?" He was sitting up, his hands were balled into fists.

I tentatively placed my hand over one and opened it. His hands were normal.

He looked at me, his eyes were back to blue again.

"I'm all right, I should probably go, though." He kissed my forehead and climbed out the window.

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My dad stared at me like I was an alien as I grabbed the pop-tarts out of the pantry and plopped down at the table. It was Thursday and I had almost given up the hope of being "un-grounded" or Isaac showing up anytime soon since he hadn't shown at all yesterday.

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