"Yeah but it just--it wasn't the same." It wasn't. He had seen the look in Derek's eyes--in Peter's. Neither of them knew what the fuck had gone wrong with him. Maybe people like him weren't meant to have the gift, the bite. He had turned into a freak, a feral. An abberation. Yeah, sure, at least he hadn't turned into a Kanima, but still...

...it was what it was. And the other pack had helped him sort it out. To gain control, to make his peace. Told him that to go forward, he had to go back.

So here he was. Hoping that somehow he could make it right.

"Isaac--you can't tell them. I got to do this." He was pretty damn sure they wouldn't appreciate finding out that he was back, and had seen one of the Betas, first. He wasn't sure, but that sort of behavior from an Omega probably wasn't taken well.

An outsider.