Title: Change

Author: Faolin

Rating: R

Summary: A Ruby/Tyler story. How they met growing up and why Ruby left Wolf Lake in the first place. Some Luke/Sophia as well.

Disclaimer: I do not own Wolf Lake or any of its characters (even though I would really have loved to own them and keep them on TV for a very long time…)

A/N: I'm looking for a beta for this story, so if anyone is interested, send me an e-mail.

Chapter 1

"Let me go!" Ruby shouted as she was being dragged out of a black van by two men. She bit her lip, tasting blood. This wasn't supposed to happen…she was supposed to marry John Kanin and live a normal life. She wasn't supposed to be dragged back to Wolf Lake, back to her old life…back to them. She tried to free herself from the men's grasp again, but it was no use. They dragged her into a cabin surrounded by trees. She swallowed, trying to dig her feet into the ground. She wasn't going back…not to this…

"Ruby." A male voice spoke from the doorway. She looked up. Willard Cates, her father. He's face looked tired, old. He gave her a small smile. She remained impassive. "I'm sorry it had to be this way…but we couldn't let you marry a human. It's not in our nature." She didn't speak, just watched him. He sighed, and gestured for the men to bring her inside.

"I brought some of your old clothes over, their all in your room," he pointed to a doorway located at the end of the hallway, "which is over there. I'm sure you'll be comfortable. I have a meeting to attend, but I'll be back tomorrow, make yourself comfortable." He gave her a small smile before heading out the door. He paused once there, turning back to her slightly. "I'm glad you're back, Ruby, even if you aren't."

She watched him leave, one tear sliding slowly down her cheek. She was home.

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She was sitting on her bed, gazing around the room. She had one window, but it wasn't a means of escape, it had bars covering it. She gave a small laugh. They were prepared for her, but than again, they always were. Her eyes moved to a dresser, a small closet, a door leading to the bathroom. She got up off the bed, moving to door leading to the bathroom. She walked in. it was gorgeous, of course. She was sure Vivian had done the decorating. Everything was done in white marble, Vivian must have been amused picking that out, just to remind me of who I am, she thought.

She looked into the mirror, taking in her appearance. Her black hair, normally sleek and shiny, was now tangled and dirty looking. Her skin was paler, well, paler then normal. Her eyes were bloodshot. She sighed, closing her eyes tightly. She turned, walking over to the shower. She turned it on, striping her clothes off while waiting for it to heat up. She stepped in, the stress that had been weighing her shoulders down suddenly gone.

What is John doing? The question suddenly popped into her mind. What was he doing? Was he looking for her? She knew he was…he would probably be crazy right now. A small smile graced her lips, he loved her so much. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, had even asked her to spend it with him…and she had said yes. She said she would marry him, and now here she was…back home, back in Wolf Lake.

She never thought she would be back here. Not in a million years. That's not true, you knew this could happen, would happen, one day. It was true. She was happy living in the outside world, but in the back of her mind, she knew. She knew they would come for her, bring her back. And here she was. Back.

Ruby lifted her head, letting the hot water spray onto her face, down her body. She quickly washed her hair, than poured soap onto a washcloth, scrubbing her body with it. She loved John…as much as she could. She would have spent her life with him, she would have been happy with him. It wouldn't have been perfect, but it would have worked.

She shut the water off, opening the door. She grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her self. She walked back over to the mirror, using her hand to wipe off the steam that had covered it. Her skin now had a flush to it, her eyes were clearer. She grabbed a comb, brushing it through her hair, getting all the tangles out. Once she was done she stepped back, opening the door into her room, and— froze.

Tyler Creed was splayed across her bed, his head supported by his arms, which were behind his head. The black dress shirt he was wearing was opened a good three buttons, showing an expansion of his chest to her. His legs were crossed, encased in black pants. She looked at his face, taking him in. His dirty blond hair was same as always. On the verge of being too long, sticking out in all directions but still managing to look good. He had a beard now; his dark blonde hair now covered his face as well. It suited him, though she would never admit that to him, or anyone else for that matter. His eyes were the same dark green as she remembered. She gave a small laugh in her head, like she could forget. She met his eyes. He smirked.

"Ruby." His deep voice was the same as she remembered, a little scratchy, and no doubt that it was masculine. His gaze ran over her form, taking in the fact that she was only wearing a towel. She shivered involuntary, she couldn't help it. But she ignored him and went to her dresser, grabbing some clothes out of it. She intended to walk back into the bathroom, but when she turned around, Tyler was standing in front of her. She gasped, moving back slightly. He frowned.

"You didn't sense me move." It was a statement, not a question. She ignored him, walking past him to the bathroom. She shut the door, leaning back against it for a moment before pushing away and getting dressed in the cotton tank top and shorts she had grabbed. She glanced once more in the mirror before opening the door and walking back into the room. Tyler was now sitting on her bed. She stood where she was, crossing her arms over her chest.

"What do you want, Tyler?" She finally spoke, meeting his eyes again. He laughed, his head thrown back.

"You know what I want, Ruby." His eyes were back on hers, this time filled with more emotion than she could take. She looked away.

"I'm tired, please leave." She heard him stand, walking over to her. She felt a small tingle run through her as she got closer. He walked around her, stopping behind her. She felt his chest and inch away from her back, felt his breath against her shoulder. She grit her teeth when he inhaled, taking in her scent. A low growl came from his throat. She knew he smelled John on her, his scent would stay there for a few days, no matter how many times she showered, and Tyler wasn't happy about that.

He pulled her tank top to the side, and she tried not the gasp as his skin touched hers for the first time in six years, exposing the pale bite mark gracing her otherwise unblemished skin. Tyler's bite mark.

"What did your human think about this?" His voice was throaty, like he was on the verge of shifting into his wolf form. She smirked.

"I told him it was from a rabid dog." She pulled away from him, turning to face him. His eyes were wolf, a dark golden yellow. She was ready to back away when his features suddenly relaxed, his eyes turning back to normal.

"Well, isn't that a nice explanation." He let out a breath, smiling at her. "What? You didn't want to tell him that mark is my mark. That we were, are, a mated pair? That you wanted me to mark you—"

"Fuck you, Tyler." She spat out, glaring at him. He was on top of her before she could move, her body now lying on the bed, his over hers.

"You already have, babe, many times," He smirked, "and you will again."

"I would rather die." She spat the words out tightly, meeting his eyes straight on.

"That's not true, Ruby, and you know it." Tyler's face had gone blank, his voice cool. "I would love to stay and talk, but," his face moved to her neck, inhaling, "that human's scent is all over you, and I won't be able to stop myself from erasing it if I stay." He kissed her neck once, and rolled off her, standing up. He gave her one last look before leaving the room, the door shutting behind him.

She let out a breath she hadn't known she was holding. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to remember just why she had left Wolf Lake in the first place.

TBC…

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