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A/N: This is the final chapter for Half-Assed Excuses. Next story will be my second season fic. Reviews are encouraged even if they are of a negative nature. Each chapter was view approximately 150 times but on reviewed 5/6 times. Come on people leave some feed back. What are afraid someone is going to know you like Wolf Lake.
Part III
Scott was every teenage girl's dream. He is smart, good looking, and not a player. Sophia was definitely not in the mood for playing games, at least not ones that she lost.
Sophia had to admit she was really enjoying their date. She appreciated his decision to take her out for pizza rather than the diner where she spent most of her time. It was refreshing to not have a plate of barbeque in front of her. Scott had been impressed by her appetite and ability to take on a large with everything.
There were no awkward moments or uncomfortable silence, it was a well flowing evening. Though Sophia had no idea how there discussion led to age differentiation and lifetime success but it was a truly interesting conversation especially considering they both were among the top of the class.
"Shakespeare wrote his first play at 27. Orson Wells turned out Citizen Kane and Jim Morrison drank himself to death at that age. By 27 you're either a follower or a leader, a spectator or a player, a say-er or a doer."
"So, am I in the company of a doer?" They were walking along the sidewalk not far from the pizza place. Sophia could sense cold weather but it did not bother her as she listened to him speak as if in a presentation. They stopped at a well lit street corner and turned facing each other.
"Definitely," Scott looked at her with complete confidence. Sophia thought that if there was ever a time for a kiss this was it. She gave him a subtle smile which he reciprocated. "Not such a good idea kissing someone new after scarfing down a multi-ingredient pizza."
Sophia's smile broadened. She enjoyed his mild sense of humor and consideration, "we both had the same pizza."
That was a good answer. Scott was standing so close. She could feel the warmth of his body, though lower than most of her company but it was still comforting. He leaned in closer, connecting their lips in a first but confident kiss. This kiss was nice, in only what could be described as innocent. This kiss was making no demands or promises, which was just what Sophia was looking for. The two were getting to know each other better. It was just for Scott and Sophia in this exact moment.
Neither had noticed the red GTO loitering down the street, much less the rising jealousy of the teenager behind the wheel. Luke had tried to stay away but his need to spy overcame him. Since their conversation earlier he had held hope that she might blow off the meat popsicle but now he watched as the ungulate stepped into his territory. Luke had managed to keep his distance until now but when he saw the intimate contact he lost all resolve. The mere fact that he didn't flip was a tribute to his will power despite his complete lack of rational thought.
Luke started his engine with a loud roar. He came at them at a dangerous speed before slamming on his breaks just in time to prevent vehicular homicide. The car skidded to a stop making a menacing screech. He quickly got out of his car standing at his full height, staring down the encroaching male. Something in that stare made Scott unconsciously drop his arms from around Sophia. In truth Scott was larger than Luke but there was little question as to who was more dangerous. Scott bravely met Luke's stare with a look of defiance as the more dangerous male bounded towards them .
Sophia honestly did not know how to react to the sight of Luke's car. In a desperate attempt to avoid the impending confrontation she looked away, in hopes that Luke would just disappear. The feel of his vice like grip on her arm hurled her back into reality.
"Let's go," he gave Scott a final stare daring the taller male to try and stop him before he dragged Sophia in the direction of his car.
"Hey!"
"What are you doing?!"
Sophia was struggling to free herself of his hold on her with little success. But Luke stopped at the feel of Scott grabbing his shoulder.
"She's staying with me!"
Sophia did not so much get loose as was released. She watched as Luke finally got what he was looking for, an excuse to pummel her date. He grabbed Scott's jacket and hurled him like a Frisbee into the middle of the street. As if there was any question, Sophia knew that Luke was out of control.
"Luke, stop!"
She attempted to intervene when it looked like he intended to continue the attack on his already beaten opponent. He was so deep in his frenzy he barely noticed her trying to stop him or when he roughly pushed her aside. All his focus was on his prey, he had already injured and now he just needed to go in for the kill.
When Sophia regained her balance, she felt a sudden change running through her veins to every inch of her body. She had been caught in the cross fire of Luke's latest show of dominance over her and Luke had not yet earned that right. Sophia wanted to make sure he knew that. She was not going to be submissive and would not tolerate being so easily pushed aside. Sophia growled as she grabbed Luke's jacket with one hand and tossed him into the hood of his car.
The sound of the windshield shattering caused her to stagger. She looked at the sight in front of her: Luke's disbelief, Scott's shock, and finally at her own shaking hands. She felt as if she were coming down from an extreme high. Sophia was not naïve to what this meant. She was losing her control and her inner animal was getting stronger.
She quickly brought her arms about herself, partially out of fear of what they were capable. Sophia was overcome with fear as she took another look at Luke and saw the excited grin that had spread across his face. He could see how close she was.
Sophia needed to escape, get away…away from Luke and his self-satisfied grin. He pushed her to the brink and knew it. She was running in any direction as far away from him and the scene she had caused.
She did not know how long she had been running but she knew it had been for quite awhile. She stopped near the town's many wolf statues to catch her breath. It wasn't until now that she really noticed she had been crying. Now she was terrified, there were so many new threats in addition to the old ones and the weight was bearing down on her.
She looked around her. The town was pretty much deserted now. But she needed somewhere safe to go…to hide. She spotted a light on and she immediately knew her location was not an accident. She moved quickly but carefully towards the Sheriff's, trying not to draw any attention to herself.
Sheriff Donner was finishing up for the day with his final cup of coffee. The day had been overly eventful for both him and the pack. Since the rise of Vivian Cates to the status of alpha there has been an increase in the need for pack and local authority cooperation. He knew it was not Vivian's fault but still these past few months have been too active. Luckily they had managed to neatly cover up the most recent danger of exposure from the nutty professor Van Halen but there were still a lot of loose ends to be tied up there.
But for now there was no more paper work and thus far the rest of evening appeared to be quiet. Even Miranda had managed to not get arrested. Now he just needed to wait out the next fifteen minutes until Molly came in to cover the night shift. He was looking forward to getting home, putting his feet up with a beer and TV Land.
His quiet moment was quickly destroyed by the sight of his only daughter coming through the door crying. Sophia looked completely defeated. She was hugging herself tightly with a steady stream of tears running down her cheeks. She didn't give him any clue as she made her way to the nearest chair.
"Sophia"
She was sitting at the edge of the chair, poised to jump up if she needed to make a quick escape. Her hands unconsciously gripped the arm rest tight enough for a low creak to be heard from the wood in duress. Sophia need to figure things out, right now she wasn't sure about anything and she needed help…she needed her father.
Sheriff Donner was at his daughter's side with in moments. Lately he had found her crying on more than one occasion but he had yet to have any cause for real concern, until now. Something was seriously wrong with his daughter and he had every intention of making it right.
"Daddy, you've gotta help me," she pleaded with desperation.
"Honey, what happened?" She was looking out the window, watching for some unseen threat. He had never seen her in such a state before. He quickly glanced outside, finding nothing, before returning his focus to her. She was his primary concern.
He watched as she searched the empty town for something. Once she was satisfied that they were alone returned her attention to her increasingly worried father.
"Dad help me."
Her eyes flashed gold hinting at the beast within. That was all he needed to understand completely. He held her tightly as if it was the last time to embrace his little girl. The time had begun for his Sophia and now there was no way for him to stop this change.
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