Chapter 2
Elaine's p.o.v.
The doctor told me my ankle was indeed broken. I have a cast and crutches. I can't believe Andrew has to bring me from class to class. This is going to be a long month.
Andrew's p.o.v.
This is bad. Really bad. Not only am I so grounded, I found my mate, and she hates me. I knew it the moment I saw her eyes, but I can't proceed to seduce her and claim her. With me being a werewolf and all, she'd never understand. I'm getting a little ahead of myself; let's go back to yesterday so I can explain.
"What did I tell you about your stupidity?" Isaac roared at me. "Isaac I tried." I whispered. "You know Derek is going to rip your head off when he finds out." Isaac said, "You remind me so much of your papa when he was your age. He might not be a werewolf but he gave your father trouble." "Andrew!" roared my father's voice, my Alpha. I whimpered. "Der, babe please calm down." I heard my papawhisper to my father.
I guess I should explain. My father is Derek Hale, the Alpha of the pack in Beacon Hills. I don't really know what happened, all I know is my super-naturalness knocked my papa up. I was their only kid because my father refused to put my papa through that again. I almost killed my papa when I was being born. They never blamed me though, which I guess I don't understand.
I heard the pounding of feet on the stairs. "Derek!" My papa yelled. Now I feel even worse. I'm causing my parents to fight. "Stiles, he has to be disciplined!" My father yelled. My door crashed open. "Isaac! out!" My father yelled. Isaac ran at the Alpha's voice. "You are to assist that girl in and out of school! Understand?" My father said. "Yes Sir." I said. He walked out clearly still angry. I waited in silence with my papa until I couldn't hear my father's heartbeat anymore. "She's it." I whispered. "What?" He asked. "She's my mate." I whispered.
He stood there mouth agape, heart speeding up. "How do you know that?" He asked. "I just do" I said, like I couldn't explain. He ran out of my room. I could smell the tears. "Papa!" I yelled running after him. Isaac stopped me though. "Let him be." He whispered, "All he needs right now is your father." "But-" I tried to argue. "You just told the man that gave birth to you, your 'mother', that you found the love of your life at sixteen. He thinks he's losing you." He whispered again. I did this, all of this.
Derek's p.o.v.
"Papa!" I heard Andrew yell, worry in his voice. I snapped my head toward the smell and sound of my mate's frantic heartbeat. I watched him run and then gasped. "Stiles!" I ran to him, panic in my voice. "She's his mate." I heard him whisper through his panic attack. I wrapped my arms around him, calming him down a little. "Who baby?" I whispered into his ear. "That girl Andrew hurt, she's his mate." He cried. I sat there frozen at his words. "Say something!" Stiles yelled but I didn't. Andrew couldn't even control his wolf yet, and he found his mate.