confusion ~ a scisaac story

Chapter 2

AN: Hey everyone! I hope you're all enjoying the story so far.

So as I said before, this chapter will kind of be from Isaac's perspective, even though I'm not actually doing POVs in this story.

As soon as Isaac had recognised Scott as the other werewolf of his new pack, he had freaked. He was scared of what Scott would do and scared that his control would slip, resulting in a horrifying werewolf battle in the middle of the class. Isaac had never lost control but he hadn't even lived through his first full moon yet. If his control slipped, could he kill someone?

Derek had warned him that the other beta might not be entirely welcoming at first but would get used to Isaac eventually. But then he had seen Scott wolfing out during english class and had seriously started fearing for his life. The power thrumming through his veins would be no match to that of Scott's, who had apparently already been through so much. It was nearly all too much for him. The constant fear and restriction, suspicion, complications of this new world overwhelmed his brain to the point of being on the edge of a break down at any time.

When he heard the low growl emitted by the other beta, his mind went blank and a loud humming sounded through his ears. Isaac wasn't ready for this. All he had wanted was to escape from his father, or at least to be able to fight back. He had gotten that, and so much more. Derek hadn't warned him about the other werewolves, or the dangers that came with the bite. He wished he had.

Scott had then turned to him with his glowing eyes, and Isaac had winced in fear. But he suddenly recognised the look in Scott's eyes to be one of sorrow and not of anger as he had expected.

"I'm sorry. Calm down, it's ok. You scared me, that's all". Scott's quiet words drifted towards him, and as soon as he registered what he had said, Isaac's heartbeat slowly regained its normal pace.

Or at least as normal as it beating two times slower than a average human was.

Hesitantly, the corner of his mouth raised as he looked at Scott and he slowly pulled his hood back to reveal his dark blond curls. Just as fast as Scott's episode had started, it had ended, and Isaac slumped down in his chair in relief.

As soon as the bell notifying the end of the first period rang, Scott gathered his books and rushed out of the classroom. Isaac looked after him in surprise and fumbled with his backpack as he got up to follow him.

"Isaac, a word please", interrupted the teacher as he was about to exit the room. Sighing, he turned around, anxiously balling his fists up.

"Yes, miss Blake?"

"I'm not trying to have a go at you, Isaac, but that's the third time you're late this week. In as many days. I understand if you have some type of transport issue, but if you could at least tell me then I would be much more understanding. Is everything alright, Isaac? I heard your father died a couple weeks ago, and if you ever need someone to talk to, I could refer you to Mrs Martin, or you might even prefer to speak to me, if that made you more comfortable"

At the mention of his father, he felt a warm liquid trickle down from where his claws were digging into the palms of his hands.

"I'm ok, Miss Blake. I-It won't happen again, I promise. I just had something I had to take care of this morning. I'll try not to be late again"

Since the bite, Isaac had been running miles every morning, just because he could. But it also helped him calm down and finally feel the freedom he had wished for for so long.

As he was about to leave the classroom, Isaac turned around one last time. "Thank you for asking, miss"

AN: Not too much Scisaac action in this chapter but there will be soon!

(I'm also adding in another ship next chapter, but you'll have to pay attention because it's not explicitly mentioned)