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Juliet looks to Isaac for a moment before dismissing him and walking into the house.

"I just came from my father's funeral, as you well know. Obviously I'm not selling anything."

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"You don't exactly seem to be grieving. Am I supposed to ask you to sit down?"

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"I suppose I'm just used to death by now. I seem to react differently every time... maybe its a werewolf thing."

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"A werewolf thing. Isaac, is this one of your friends? Did you think you were going to have fun putting one over on your old man?"

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"No sir."

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"Forget about that. Let's talk about Matt instead."

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"Matt who?"

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"...yeah. I suppose I was just kidding myself. I really thought I could control myself here. Which is so fucking laughable. But fuck, you're really going to make this easy, aren't you?"

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He seems to have elected for running over talking.

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Chasing him has its appeal, but now is not the time.

She grabs him and throws him against the wall.

"We aren't done."

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His son has also elected for the same strategy.

He runs for the front door.

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She moves in front of him. Humans are so slow.

"Isaac. I'm not going to kill you."

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It's not entirely clear that he trusts her on that front.

He doesn't do much more than stay very still and stop breathing, though.

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"Just leave us be! We haven't done anything to you, or this Matt!"

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"Matt..." mutters the completely still statue.

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"You really don't remember?" She pauses and laughs. "How many lives have you ruined? This house stinks of fear. Your son is a fucking trainwreck and YOU MURDERED HIM. You fucking stood by as he drowned and then did nothing."

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He realizes who she means. A bit too late.

"I tried my best- I didn't realize until they had already pushed him in. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

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"Not good enough. Too little, too late." She looks at Isaac. "You're going to want to turn away for this."

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He does as the lady asks.

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"No, please- Isaac, don't you dare turn away. Isaac!"

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"You'll never hurt him ever again. He'll never have to look at your face and remember. You'll just be dead flesh. Nothing."

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Her transformation is different. It feels good, powerful.

She's on him in a moment and tears into him.

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Soon enough, the alpha of Beacon Hills has finished off her prey.

There's still a weak, vulnerable human within reach, if she wants more...

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He's pathetic. Weak. She can fix that.

She bites him.

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Predictably, he might need a while to recover from that.

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