Werewolves

C.1

"Arora get your ass out of bed!" Jace yelled. I moved in some unnatural way making me fall out of bed onto my face. I let out a loud noise and bring my face off of the floor.

"Why Jace? Why do I need to get my ass out of bed?"

"Because Alpha Eric wants you up and in his office for a talk of some sort. You'll have to fill me in on it later."

"You don't have to call him Alpha for Christ sake. He's your brother." I say getting off the floor and walking to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Yeah but I just do. You know since he's Alpha and all. Just be ready and down in his office in 30." And with that he walked out my room closing the door behind him.

Eric never calls me into his office. We normally just have normal conversation at the table or something. He's not really that professional when it comes to simple conversations but he talks his position in the group very seriously.

I talk a twenty minute shower and throw on some clothes, which is probably black skinny jeans and a burgundy baseball t-shirt.

Meh, I'll just be early to this talk. It must be important if it's in his office so I might as well be early.

I walk downstairs to the second floor and knock on Eric's office door.

"Enter." I walk in, closing the door behind me. He motioned for me to take a seat in front of him which I take.

"Jace says you wanted to talk about something?" I didn't really know how to address the topic.

"Yeah, uh...." He trailed off. He sighed and rubbed his hands over his face. This must be really serious.

"Eric? What is it?" I asked in a concerned tone.

"I think it would be best if we discussed this after breakfast." He got up and walked over to the door. I got up confused and walked out of the office.

I made my way downstairs to the first floor into the kitchen. I did my normal routine of making the whole pack breakfast, seeing as that they can't cook to save their lives and I'm the only one who can. I make the usual which is a crap load of eggs, bacon, pancakes, toast and sausage.

"Breakfast!" I yell after I piled my plait with food and moved out the way. My brothers all came racing in, grabbing food, demolishing it, punching, the normal. It's like watching 10 cave men fighting over one bone.

Within about 5 minutes, everything peace if food it gone. They thank me and walk out the kitchen. I sigh and start to clean up the mess that they leave behind. I've tried to teach them to clean up after themselves but it doesn't work. Living with 10 werewolf's is really messy.

I walked back to the second floor and into Eric's office, closing the door behind me. He motioned for me to take a seat again, which I did, again.

"Arora, I-I don't know how to say this." He sighed, running his hands though his hair.

"Just spit it out Eric, I'm sure it's not that bad. I can take it." Honestly, by the way he's acting, I don't really know if I can take what ever he's got to tell me.

"I'm just going to say it..."

I raised my eyebrows at him as a sign to go on.

"You've been drafted to the Mating Games."

"What!?" I yelled at him. No no no no, they can't draft me, they wouldn't, why?

"I'm sorry, I tried to convince them not to." I tried to calm myself down..

"I don't want to go to the Mating Games!" I can't calm down, but I'm not going to shift. I haven't shifted yet because I have control. I could shift ever since I was 10 but I haven't once and I'm not going to now.