Maybe for Isaac's great misfortune, Peter choose this exact day to hang out with his nephew and his pack. Yes, of course, it was absolutely at random. Really. It had nothing to do with the fact that the whole place was reeking of.. well, something similar to hunger.

His lips turned into a smirk as he was watching the boy in silence from his spot in the living room. Creeping around was Hale specialty after all. He didn't say anything just got the (last) water bottle he took from the fridge and opened it. He knew Isaac's senses were sharper in his current state, so he'd definitely hear the sound of air escaping from the bottle.