Dethroned

The Contract

Chapter One:

A strong willed Alpha doesn't fall for the wimps of a puny she-wolf, does he? That's what Isaac Marque has been reminding himself. What on earth was he even doing here?

Father. His father thought it would be wise to send him to the meeting with the elders because he was coming of age. He was twenty one but still that doesn't mean he has to go with.....with...HER!

Ungh!!! This is preposterous. Ridiculous. Totally old fashioned. Who am I kidding. His father knew what he was doing. After all he is the best at what he does. It makes him feel childish to argue with him about this 'agreement'. Might as well suffer through it.

She doesn't even speak properly. Just gives him dirty looks. If looks could kill he would be KFC fried. She is so.....so....so puny compared to him. Is she even of age.

Great! Now he was having inner monologue with himself.

"How do you wanna do this?" She enquired, still glaring at him.

What in the hell was she talking about?

"Whatever do you mean babe?" Might as well make her believe he was a douche. Not that she thought anything decent of him. She was bestfriends with his younger brother, Colton. They must talk bad about him. Only that would explain why she is so rude towards a charming and awesome guy like him.

"Don't call me babe! You might be of Alpha blood and I respect your father, but you are not him. You will never be like him" her nostrils flared and her eyes turned a golden colour around the dark green irises of her eye balls. Her whole body felt heavy and as if she was ready to explode, like she cannot fit in her own body. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO HER!

"What is happening to me?" She shrieked violently tugging at her elegant blouse and pencil skirt that she wore for her meeting.

Yeah. What is happening to her? She is turning, that's what happening to her. Again he wonders if she is of age. She is Colton's age and he is seventeen. Werewolves turn at the age of seventeen. Just to be sure he has to ask her.

"How old are you Thea?" He asked looking out of place and uncomfortable at explaining The Turn.

"Am sixteen" she answered now trying to get her hairtie out of her hair.

Grey's eyes nearly bulged out of his eye sockets.

"What?! You are a freaking sixteen year old?!!! Are you freaking kidding me? !!!" He knew beforehand that she is almost seventeen but that doesn't stop him from messing with her.

"I think we have quite established the fact Marque" she almost spit his name out. She felt her body couldn't....cannot handle this. She is not ready for this. Is this how others suffered? Her body shook with tremors and she shook like she was being hurled in a hurricane.

Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. Stop this. Someone please stop. But she will not beg. She has to be strong. For herself. For her brother.For her sister. Arisen was counting on her. She deserved some good news. Not this. She will handle this. This man should not know her weakness. He made Arisen cry. One moment of weakness is what it takes.

He is not over the fact that she being a kid gets to be at the meeting. She must be something if she is attending this meeting.

"There there" he tries to soothe her back but one more dirty look from her was enough to get the point across. His help wasn't welcomed. Again he wonders what has Colton told her about him.

She regained her barings and stood straight. Now that she started to feel controlled she looked somewhat satisfied. But she looks contained. Like she is waiting to explode.