Allie's POV
When I came too, my head was throbbing. I pressed my palm to my temple, hoping to lessen the ache. I groaned as it didn't, my head screamed at the small sound. I laid back down, checking my surroundings. Holy crap what happened? I recognized my old room in Beacon Hills, the room looked exactly the same, as if it hadn't been touched in years. I sighed as I felt my headache receding. I slowly sat up, looking around the room. I smiled slightly at the sight of my old room. My green a tan desk with an old iBook G4, dang that thing was old. I limped carefully to the desk, sitting on the old stool. I ran my fingers over the makeshift bookshelf that sat awkwardly on the desk. I laughed as I passed the shelf of Warriors by Erin Hunter. My favorite series growing up. The collection had grown, I would always send the books to Dad when I finished them, to add to the collection. I opened the drawer and looked inside. My NOOK! Dad took it away when I was 13, had it shipped to California from North Carolina because I was grounded. He forgot to send it back obviously. I looked further in the desk for more old treasures.
I loved shipping things home, it was fun. So once I was done with something, I would always ship it home. I grabbed a stack of papers in the back of the desk drawer, yanking the oversized bundle. When I finally got it out I could see what it was. Letters. From me. I looked at the envelopes, the different handwritings, fonts, envelopes, dates. I looked at the backs with confusion. None of them were opened. Dad always said they got lost in the mail. Why were they here? Why didn't he open them? I felt tears form in the back of my eyes. He lied? He kept the letters, but never opened them. Why? I tucked the letters in my coat pocket ans huffed from the desk. Wait, when did I get a coat on? I recognized the scent. It was Scott's. Oh Scott. I couldn't help but snuggle my body into the warmth of the coat.
"Allie! Yay you're up!" I heard Prall. I looked behind me to see my best friend smiling happily. She hopped over to me and quickly hugged me close.
"Why do I have a feeling that everyone is downstairs?" I asked with a small smile on my face. Prall showed a sheepish grin and shrugged her shoulders. I laughed and walked for the door, Prall beside me.
"Next problem, The Alpha Pack," Derek said as we walked down the stairs to the office room. Scott instantly looked at me. I couldn't help the blush that rose in my cheeks as I looked down, hiding behind my hair.
"And the sleeping beauty awakes!" Stiles announced sarcastically, causing Prall to glare at him. Stiles put his hands by his head, palms up innocently. Prall shook her head at me, rolling her eyes in the direction of the tall and lanky man-child.
"So since Allie's up I should probably explain the whole mate situation," Derek said with light sigh.
"Yeah you know that might just be the best idea I've heard today wolfy boy," Prall remarked sarcastically. I felt a slight chill down my spine as Derek growled cautiously at her, causing her to roll her eyes and flop on the couch between Derek and Stiles. Leaving me with Scott, on the love seat, noticing my situation, Scott quickly moved to the side of the chair. I smile nervously and sat beside him, curling up my legs to the side. Scott smiled and slowly put his arm across the cushion behind me. My blush thickened and I heard Scott's faint chuckle.
"So when a wolf meets its mate, the wolf becomes very agitated and protective. The wolf doesn't like other males with its mate, or some women they view as a threat to their mate's safety. Alpha's tend to feel the connection more deeply, to them it feels like an iron chain connecting them, one that no one could break. The beta's feel a tense pull, but not as intense. Scott here probably won't be able to have Allie not in his sight for more than 2 hours before he would lose control. He seems to feel the pull much more intense than I anticipated. Needless to say, mates are for life, Allie is Scott's balance, his anchor, the thing that keeps him human," Derek explained, taking the time to look at everyone in the eyes. I felt the immediate need to look at Scott, and when I did, he was staring straight back at me.
"Can we be excused?" Prall said, I sighed thankfully as she pulled me up and into the kitchen. I quickly made a cup of ice water and sipped it, hoping to calm myself with the cool substance. I couldn't help the short gasp that escaped me as the information finally sank. I couldn't be away from him for more than 2 hours without risking someone's life. My freedom was gone. Just like that. I love helping people, but seriously!
Prall's POV
I noticed Allie having a minor panic attack, I mean I would too, she was bound for life to some guy she just met. I would be scared too. I mean, Scott seems like a nice guy, but we don't know anything about him yet.
"You should go upstairs, lay down, calm down. It'll be fine, just take a breather okay Al?" I said. She took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, nodding uncertainly.
"Will it hurt him if I take another nap?" she asked quietly. I smiled down at her, she was always so considerate. Always had to put others in front of herself.
"He'll be fine for an hour, and considering how long you were out earlier, I think he can handle not seeing you as long as you are in the same house hon," I urged her, walking her to the stairs. She smiled thankfully at me before disappearing into the second floor. I turned on my heel and walked back to the living room.
"Is Allie okay?" Scott asked instantly, his eyes alert. I chuckled lightly at the man and nodded, taking my seat in between Derek and Stiles again.
"Yeah, just needs a breather. A chance to soak in all the new information you know," I said lightly, so Scott wouldn't be offended. He nodded and leaned back into his chair, shoulders tense, ready to run for her room if he need it. I smiled at him and leaned back, accidentally bumping Stiles's shoulder. I quickly looked up at him and smiled apologetically, he smiled a crooked smile that made my heart flutter. Wait, what? Did I just think that? Oh crap!Now I feel like a bad person. I looked away from Stile's to my lap as an immense amount of guilt washed over me. I'm a horrible person.
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