Part #1: Wolfsbane Pup

A/N: Thank you Robin0203 for your suggestion. This will be broken up into parts

Prompt: Isaac gets hurt and tries to hide it because he isn't healing. Surprisingly he manages to hide it for a bit until they notice him since and could tell he lied when he tried to say it was nothing.

Isaac limped into school, his arms wrapped around his ribs. He hobbled to his locker, his eyes skimming the hallway for members of his Pack.

There has been a huge, supernatural fight the next county over that weekend and Isaac was still recovering. Considering that it was Friday, nearly a week after the fight, he was beginning to get worried about the lack of speed in his recovery. While he knew his Werewolf healing wasn't 'speed of light' fast, his ribs should've healed by Wednesday at the very least.

"Hey, Zac!" Scott cheerily approached him, wrapping his arm around Isaac's neck. Isaac smiled a weak smile and leant more on his left, where the pain was less.

"H-hey!" Isaac replied, mustering as much enthusiasm as possible.

"Movie night tonight?" Scott asked, bouncing a litte like the overexcited puppy he was.

"Oh ya!" Isaac replied, even though he just wanted to go home and curl up in his bed.

"I'll give you a ride." Scott volunteered.

"Oh, can I drive there? I want to get more practice for my learners permit and..." Isaac petered off when he saw Scott's wary look.

"Zac..."

"C'mon Scott! Stiles' dad is the Sherriff, we won't get in trouble!"

Scott ran his hands through his hair. "You'll have to use Stiles' Jeep. No way am I letting you drive my bike. And we'll go tomorrow, it gets dark to early to go riding after school."

"Uh...I have night vision Scott."

Scott sent him a lopsided grin. "I know but if I'm taking you driving we are going by my rules. Meet me tomrorow after school in the senior parking lot."

"Yes!" Isaac pumped his arm in the air and had to hide a wince when his ribs were tugged. Scott thumped him on the back and went off to find Kira. If he hadn't been so in infatuated with Kira, Isaac was sure the Alpha would've noticed how off he seemed.

Isaac slumped against his locker and took a deep breath. He closed his eyes and drew his senses around the school so he could pinpoint where his Pack was.

He could smell Lydia's flowery scent floating down the hallway and disappearing into the library. He could smell Malia's earthy tones mixed with the pungent smell of confusion in one of the classrooms on the first floor. If Isaac had to take an educated guess, he'd assume she was in math class. Boyd's fetid scent of sweat mixed with blood and acrid Armani cologne was wafting through the gym, while Jackson's scent of ink and copper was gliding through the air from the parking lot where, Isaac could assume, he was showing off his car to the female population.

Hayden's scent was mixing with Liam's, growing desperate and horny by the minute. He could also smell a mix of the tart scent of anxiety, the stale smell of sweat, and the redolent smell of oil, suggesting that Scott and Stiles were in the school most likely on the second floor. While Isaac was still new enough to being a werewolf that he couldn't pinpoint people to exact locations, he could gather enough to plot them on a specific floor or large area.

Isaac often wondered what his own scent smelt like. Scott once described it as what sugar cookies smelt like to someone who was high, which basically meant squat to Isaac himself but he had nodded and smiled regardless.

Isaac perked up when he smelt Kira's floral scent, Hayden's smell of vinegary confidence, and Liam's pine and the acrimonious scent of wet fur coming up behind him, and Isaac turned to smile at the Kitsune and Beta.

"Hey, guys!" Isaac said, trying to seem as perky and awake as possible. He swallowed a cough and tried to focus his eyes on the supernatural beings in front of him, but they kept on trying to close on him.

"Movie night?" Liam asked, completely unaware of Isaac's struggle. Scott said that was a side effect of 'Puppy love', that everyone else faded into the background.

"Ya, who wants to bet Stiles is gonna get us to watch Star Wars?" Hayden said with a smile.

"Eh, that's a suckers bet." Liam joked. Hayden laughed and wrapped her arm around his neck. Kira laughed with them and leant against a locker.

Kira's smile soon turned into a worried scowl. "Zac, are you okay? You're swaying." Isaac tried to steady himself immediately.

"Ya, totally," Isaac said, with as much confidence in his voice as he could muster.

Liam laughed. "Kira, werewolves can't get sick, stop being such a worrywart." He rolled his eyes and jabbed Isaac in the ribs in a joking manner. "Women am I right?"

Isaac gave him a weak smile and took a sip from his water bottle. It burned his throat and Isaac coughed, sputtering water across the floor. "Sorry," Isaac wheezed. "Went down the wrong way."

The three older pack members let it go this time and walked side by side to class. Liam sent Isaac a sympathetic smile as Hayden and he went up the stairs. All four supernatural's were unaware that two "students" were watching the incident from around the corner.

"When can we strike?" One of the "students" asked. She cracked her knuckles as she turned to her friend.

"Let the wolfsbane sink in. Scott should be weak enough by this time Wednesday." He replied.

"Why can't we take out the Betas? He seems weak enough. He's basically a pup. And the girl isn't much older or better." The female queried.

The male assassin growled. "Do you want to take out a pup or a True Alpha? What kind of assassin are you?"

"Shouldn't we work our way up?" The Female assassin argued.

The male assassin smacked his partner on her head. "Don't be stupid. If you want to go back to our Alpha and tell him that, then go ahead. You'll be dead by morning."

"But a whole pack of alpha's tried taking over McCall's pack and-!"

"That pack didn't have the knowledge we have now. Do you want to rule Beacon Hills or not? They have what, six werewolves? Liam, Isaac, Boyd, Hayden, and Erica, three of which are young enough to be cubs. If we can't take down a cub we don't deserve to be here. And that werecoyotee and so-called banshee? We've taken down more with less. They're nothing against our technology."

"Didn't you feel something from that Asian girl, though?"

"It was probably just the scent of the other pack members mixing together."

"But-"

"I am NOT going back to the way thing use to be. Back when we were living on the street. Back when we had to fight to survive. Don't you understand? These werewolves have it made. They don't have to suffer like we do! They have superhuman healing and strength and sight. We barely survived winter in New York. I am not going back." The male assassin grew in intensity as he spoke and the female assassin looked around to make sure his voice wasn't gathering any unwanted attention.

"Ya, okay." The female assassin agreed, mostly to just calm her partner in crime down.

"Get. The. Alpha." The male assassin repeated as they slinked off the school property. The female assassin looked solemnly behind her as the Liam turned the corner.

Hayden's hair swished behind her as she jogged down the field, way ahead of her other soccer teammates.

Her coach blew her whistle and the team gathered in a sweaty huddle, breathing deeply.

"Good job Romero, the rest of you need to keep up!" Hayden looked the slowest teammates in the eye, never embarrassed from a compliment. "Grab some water and then we'll split up into two teams for a scrimmage."

As Hayden bent down to pick up her water the girl beside her let out a loud exclaim and dropped her bottle.

"Yuck, that tasted gross." The girl stumbled back and held her hands up. "Woah..." Hayden noted that her pupils were growing smaller and becoming dilated.

"What's wrong?" She asked, grabbing the girl's arm. The girl shook Hayden away and shook her head.

"Woah, nothing...n-nothing I must've just been dehydrated."

"Here." The captain of the team handed the girl a water bottle off the bench. "Move along, there's nothing to see here." The group of soccer players dispersed into their own cliques within the team, gossiping about boyfriend drama or complaining about homework.

Hayden turned away and moved to a secluded spot on the bleachers and put her head in between her legs. Although she loved soccer, she hated the team. Well, hated was a strong word, it was more like disappointed. She was disappointed in their lack of work ethic, their lack of leadership, and lack of kindness. When she joined the school team in Sophomore year, most of the girls were already on it from freshman year. They were not pleased when Hayden had beaten one of their own out of a JV spot.

Hayden sighed and flipped her head up. She could see Liam practising on the lacrosse field. At least that was one plus, she could spy on Liam and then, since they both ended at the same time, could go to one of their houses and snuggle until one of their parents called them home. 'Snuggle,' Hayden smirked, 'among other things.'

Hayden's coach blew her whistle before Hayden could delve more into that delightful memory.

"You're late," Stiles said as soon as he opened the door. Liam rolled his eyes and pushed a bag of Cheetos into the senior's arms and pushed past him, dragging Hayden, who was holding his hand, with him. Hayden let out a joyful laugh as her wet hair, fresh from the shower, smacked Stiles in his face.

"You-" Stiles sputtered, "You ungrateful mutts." Stiles walked back to the living room and jumped over the couch, landing not so gracefully back into his spot. "Scott, your pups are being mean."

"What do you want me to do? Take them on a walk? Spray them with water?" Scott asked although his eyes, and hands, never left Kira's.

"Hey, Zac!" Liam greeted. The youngest Beta was curled up on a chair by himself, wrapped in a crochet blanket that nearly smothered him.

"Hey!" Zac greeted from somewhere beneath the blanket. He didn't make a move to get up and hug Liam like Scott was doing. "Did you guys hear what happened at lunch today? Apparently, they're recalling all the water bottles in the vending machines because people have been getting sick."

"Shhhh!' Stiles yelled, putting his fingers on different people's lips around him. Lydia laughed and pushed him away. Isaac shook with laughter but paused when the movement jostled his bruised ribs. He bit his lip, debating whether now would be a good time to mention his unresolved injury.

"Did you take Adderal today? Like at all." She asked. Isaac slowly adjusted his body so that he was facing Scott and opened his mouth to speak when a pale hand covered his gaping mouth.

"Everyone needs to shush because we are watching Star Wars! That includes you Baby Beta!" Stiles announced before flinging himself onto the floor next to Lydia. He grabbed a crochet blanket and wrapped it around himself and her. Isaac shut his mouth and settled back into the chair.

"Where's Malia?" Liam asked as he settled down next to Hayden on the love seat.

"It's her dad's birthday so they went out to eat," Scott replied. "Some Chinese food place in the next county."

"Hopefully they serve dear," Stiles muttered, earning weird looks from the werewolves that heard him. "Liam hit the lights," Stiles ordered, throwing a pillow at the sophomore but missed by a mile.

"Can someone pleased explain to me how he made the lacrosse team!" Liam asked, throwing his hands in the air. Nonetheless, he got up and dimmed the lights.

As the opening theme song played, lighting up the Pack in soft yellow tones, they failed to notice two glowing blue eyes watching them from the outside.

"So do you have anything that can fix this?" It was Friday and Isaac was growing incrasingly worried when his injuries had not dimmed not disappeared. In fact, Isaac felt they were growing stronger. He took another swig of water as he watched Deaton flurry around the room.

Deaton flipped through books furiously, "I am trying to find anything related to a werewolf not healing but most are not fit for our circumstances." Deaton slammed a book closed and took in a deep breath. "Let's go over the list one more time, okay?"

Isaac nodded.

"Weird dreams?"

Isaac shook his head.

Deaton opened a jar and with a swish of his hand, spread Mountain Ash over the floor. "Try passing through." He ordered.

Isaac jumped off the examination table and lifted one hand through the Mountains Ash. His hand was immediately electrocuted and sent a course of pain through his body.

"AHH!" Isaac screamed, his whole body contouring in pain. He fell to the ground, not sure of which body part to hold. He curled up in a ball and waited for the effects to wear off while his body desperately heaved for air.

"Oh boy." Deaton rubbed his eyes.

A/N:

IK this update was short, I was really low on ideas. I'm also not doing as well as I hoped in Psych so I need to boost my grades.

**Sorry if I mix up how people get their license. In Canada you can get your G1 (a written test) at 15+, G2 (20 hours of driving lessons and in class lessons which = driving test w/o highway) at 16+ and a G (full license with highway) at 17+. Also, you only have 5 years to do this so IDK how people in the States do this

Currently, I'm trying to get my G2 bc if I don't complete everything in the next 2 years I have so start again and a) that's a lot of money wasted and b) it's annoying when you passed stuff the first time**

Anyways, sorry for how late this update was. I am in 1st year university and in order to get to 2nd year in my chosen major I need a certain GPA and one of my electives, Psychology, is KILLING ME!