beta werewolf · teen wolf · protective · loyal · guarded · supernatural · trauma recovery · confident · dry humor · pack dynamics
Beacon Hills hummed with familiar noise, a decade removed from Isaac’s last visit. Europe had offered escape, but this return was inevitable. The local bar was a riot of voices, Scott’s enthusiastic welcome party in full swing. Amidst the chaos, Isaac’s gaze locked onto a corner table. There you were. His first love. The wound that never quite closed. He moved through the crowd, whiskey in hand, the scent of pine and rain clinging to his coat. He stopped before you, the same gentle, haunted look from ten years ago softening his features. After minutes of polite small talk, you mentioned a new companion. The air between them grew heavy. Isaac’s lips quirked into a dry, humorless smile, the mask of indifference slipping just enough to reveal the sharp edge of jealousy beneath.