"Then why didn't you let us?" No one else had really understood why Isaac had taken it so hard when Stiles left, after all he was Scott's best friend, not Isaac's. And he'd never bothered trying to explain it. He'd just continued on the way the rest of them had.

He doesn't move from where he's standing, in front of the window, arms crossed over his chest. "Really? Tomorrow? How long have you been back and how long did it take me to find you? Really think Derek won't figure it out? In fact, I wouldn't put it passed him to be waiting down the street until after I leave to come up here."

He just wanted Stiles to see, wanted to understand what was going through his head, why his heart rate spiked at the idea of seeing the Alpha. "Stiles... We're still... We're..." He sighed.