She must have been right because all of that made sense. He was trying to push it down because he didn't know what it meant. He didn't want to be a killer and as far as he knew, he wasn't. His eyes were red, like Derek's. "Wait, a true alpha?" Scott asked and that's when she explained that it only came along once every hundred years. But that wasn't him. Yeah, he didn't want to be a killer, but things had changed in the last two years, he wasn't the same kid he used to be. That was the struggle. It was like he didn't deserve that. Not at all. Especially when so much had been done and Scott was sitting on revenge, especially for Kol. He swallowed and nodded.
That all made sense. He would struggle with that. It wasn't deserved like at all.
Um. Scott froze against her, lifting his slightly so he wouldn't touch her. He didn't know what she was doing and he did his best to just look ahead and no touch. Because if he didn't look at her or touch her then this wasn't cheating. Right? He wasn't doing anything wrong. Wait, what? Always trust your balls.
He made a face at that and heard Stiles. He sighed as he kept his gaze straight ahead, arms out. "Shut up, Stiles."
Was this what she was doing to Isaac? No wonder he wasn't leaving her place and coming back to the prison. He closed his eyes as he felt that rush go through him. Not the rush he felt when Allison's hands were on him, but the other. The beast. He took a deep breath and opened his eyes. "I can't," he said, not knowing if he was supposed to, but he couldn't. He couldn't shift.