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Prall's POV
Excuse my negative thoughts towards Allie's father. But, he is a freaking piece of crap idiot! Yes I did filter the bad words, Allie doesn't like cursing. Seriously, he doesn't even have the heart to pretend he remembers his own daughter!It's freaking pathetic as hell!
"Nice to meet the man who made Allie. You're lucky to have her as a daughter sir," I said, a fake smile on my face as I shook his hand harshly. He frowned slightly under my glare, but shook my hand anyway.
"Nice to meet you too Prall. Thank you for accompanying Allie on her trip," he said politely. He stepped back, motioning us to come in his office. It was medium size, with a metal table obviously for operating. Allie skipped in the room, her whole persona exploding with happiness of finally being home. Allie turned and opened her mouth to say something to her father, but she was cut off by three dudes bursting in the door out of nowhere.
"Deaton! We need your help!" the shortest of the three said. I looked over him to see two other guys following them in. My eyes zeroed in on the tallest of the bunch. He was kind of scrawny, not all tan like the other guys, white as a ghost I might add. In my eyes, he was definitely the hottest. He had a buzz-cut, but I could tell it was brown. My eyes
scanned over his face and ultimately fell on his eyes. The brown/hazel eyes I found were already looking at me. Oh crap.
Allie's POV
Noticing Prall was kind of frozen, I stepped up, looking at the men along with my Dad, but it looked like he recognized him. I mean I would kind of hope since they barged in rudely screaming his name.
"What do you need?" Dad asked, looking at the middle man. He was shorter than the other one's but only by a little, he was still tall compared to me obviously. I'm a midgit, anyways while looking them over I couldn't help but do a double take on the one in the middle. He had soft-looking brown hair that was in a small quiff, the hair matched chocolate brown eyes that had my insides melting.
"We want to see if you can help us jog his memory," tall, dark, and handsome beside puppy eyes said. Wait, what did he say? Prall and I shared a look. What the heck?
Prall's POV
In a matter of 10 minutes, we knew everything. And the first reaction was, what the heck! Werewolf's are real!? Well that actually explains a lot. And then Allie's dad is an emissary who takes care of them? Woah. Right now, Derek, Scott, and Stiles(the hot tall one) were filling this tub with ice and cold water. Isaac was sitting on the bench, tapping his feet wildly.
"You okay?" I asked him, standing at his side. He looked up at me nervously before looking back at his twiddling thumbs.
"Yeah, sure, I'm fine," he said quietly. I smiled at him and grabbed his hand comfortingly.
"You don't have to do it you know, if you don't want to," I said softly. He looked unsure than his attention was turned to someone approaching behind me.
"She's right you know," I heard the soothing, motherly voice of Allie behind me. Almost instantly Isaac visibly calmed down. "If you don't feel comfortable, you don't have to do anything. But, if you are okay with it, Scott and Derek and Stiles, non of us will let anything bad happen to you," she said. Gosh she is so convincing! Isaac nodded and smiled at her. He got up, took a deep breath and pulled off his shirt, shaking his hands to lose tension.
"You ready?" Deaton asks Isaac. Isaac takes another deep breath before nodding, then he slowly climbed into the tub. Here we go.
Allie's POV
As Isaac got in the tub of ice, I felt my own heart speed up. I Isaac started taking deep, quick breaths, sinking into the water.
"Allie put your hands on his shoulders, hold him down," Dad instructed me. I nodded and followed his instructions and tried to hold down the frightened beta. I struggled, not wanting to push too hard and hurt him. I gasped as a warm hand covered one of my own helping me hold Isaac down.
"Let me help you Allie," I looked up to see the chocolate eyes of Scott McCall. Upon touching me, his eyes turned golden-yellow, with a light ring of red around the pupil. I instantly froze, not able to tear my eyes from his.
"Shit! Scott, control it! Hold back!" Derek barked, yanking Scott away from Isaac's semi-shocked body. I felt myself being pulled away but I couldn't look from the eyes, they drew me in and didn't let me go. Finally Prall stood in front of me, breaking the connection. I looked around with confusion.
"What happened?" I asked tiredly, feeling like I had just woken up from a long cat nap.
"Scott found his mate," Derek said, kicking Scott out of the room before jumping on him and dragging the boy into another room. Everyone looked at me and I them. But they looked shocked, I was just confused.
"You," Prall and Stiles whispered together. I snapped out of the haze and gasped. Holy Crap. Then the world went dark. Crap.
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