Scott flew backwards through the air for a few seconds before he felt his back collie with something solid and he crumpled to the floor. When he looked up again he could see Kate standing over him and smiling smugly since they both knew who was going to won this fight. Scott peered over her shoulder at where one one of Kates berserkers held Kiras limp body and the fight went out of him he couldn't see another one of his friends get hurt especially not her. "What do you want Kate? Is it me because you've got me just let her go." Even he could hear the raw desperation in his own voice but he didn't care he would do whatever he had to, to make Kira made out out of this alive. "Well Scott see I'm not doing this for myself, think of it as am exchange of favors someone did something for me so now I'm doing something for them. And so I'm not exactly the one calling the shots around here and I was given specified instructions to bring along whoever you were with." She made a face like she was sad to disappoint him and Scott let out a deep growl. "Who are you working for!" His yell rang through the room but Kate didn't so much as flinch "That's for me to know and you to find out. But enough chitchat we have somewhere we are supposed to be and I'd really like to be far away when all of your friends find you missing." As the last word came out of Kates mouth she brought her right foot crashing down on Scott's head and he saw darkness.

When Scott awoke the first thing he noticed was the cold. Next was that he was lying on some sort of some slab with his arms pulled up next to his head and secured there with some sort of leather straps. His torso and legs were also bound in a similar fashion. He tugged on them experimentally a few times but the held fast and Scott could sense that it would not be very easy to free himself from these, whoever had tired him up had known a thing or two about securing werewolves. Scott heard something then, the sound of boots hitting stone. "Oh you finally woke up I was beginning to worry I had hit you to hard. Tell me something Scott have you ever learned about werewolf mates? No. Well let me inform you then." As she talked Kate walked around the slab Scott was lying on and yanked on the straps holding him in place. "To have a mate or at least to find out who they are you have to be two things, a born wolf and an alpha it doesn't matter who you become an alpha but the second you do you start having a pull in your gut in an certain direction and if you follow that pull it will lead you to your mate. The theory is that every living thing has a mate like this a person who you match with perfectly and but only werewolves have the as ability to discover who this is. The mate can be anything from a human to a kanina to another alpha. But the born wolf is always the more dominate in any relationship the mates may have, also things like genre, and she don't mean anything. Which could get pretty awkward let me tell you, I mean can you imagine telling some parents that their two year old is you soul mate. There is a catch though, only the born wolf can sense anything their mate won't feel anything different about them. This has something to do with proving themselves by winning their mate over. And if they don't won them or of their mate dies after the born wolf finds out about them then that's it they can never fall in love again. But if the wolfs mate is dead before the become an alpha then they are free to go about finding someone in the traditional ways. This has happened fairly regularly so the number of wolves with mattress was always pretty low so they didn't go around teaching this to all werewolves. Pretty much only the biggest clans of werewolves would teach their children of this." While Kate was telling him her tale Scott began to have a horrible suspicion about what this was all about but he still had to ask, to confirm his fears. "So why are you telling all of this to me?" There was more fear in his voice than he would have liked but that couldn't be helped now. "Oh Scott I thought that was obvious your my friends mate and he's tired of waiting." With that she patted Scott's chest which he only note realized was bare and turned to leave. "Wait!" Scott called after her tugging uselessly against the straps "wait you can't just say that and leave, who is this person why did they take me here and not talk to me. Kate!" The last word care out just as a scared cry from a confused boy. But Scott didn't care his mind was realing and he was scared.