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Ruby's POV

I head Yang sigh as I got into the backseat. Last week she had told me she would be taking Blake to a park outside the city and offered to take me as well. I had brought a bag of toys I'd bought at the pet store yesterday. Back home, Uncle Qrow, Yang, and sometimes even Raven used them to play with me. It was fun fighting for the ball and bringing it back to whoever had thrown it. My sister placed a couple of baskets next to me before Changing into her wolf form and hopping in the front seat. I smiled I realized what she was going to do.

Blake got in and shook her head when she noticed Yang in her wolf form. She wouldn't say but my sister and I knew she felt more comfortable with her this way. Yang had mentioned she occasionally was allowed to curl up next to her in wolf form while Blake slept. Something she couldn't do in human form yet. They were making some progress. I'd even seen them hold hands.

We were just leaving the city when Yang leaned over the front passenger seat and stuck her head out the window, flattening her ears against the the wind. I grinned. I loved doing that as well.

"Stop that," Blake scolded. "Keep all your body parts in the car."

She ignored her and opened her mouth, letting her tongue get swept back like her ears. After a while, she pulled her head in and grinned at her mate.

"I've always wanted to do that," Blake admitted after a moment. "Maybe next time, you can drive, and I'll stick my head out the window."

Yang grinned and stuck her head out the window again but this time her shoulders followed.

"You're going to fall out."

I laughed and lowered my passenger window before taking off my seat belt and changing into my coyote form. I whined when my paw got tangled in my bra before sticking my head out the window as well. I heard Blake sigh and turned just in time to see her shaking her head. I didn't miss the small smile on her face though.

By the time we reached the park, Yang and I were back in our human forms. Blake chose the hill that didn't have anyone nearby and I laid down the blankets while they set up the barbecue grill. The park was beautiful and there was even a stream further down. It was a pretty spectacular view Blake had chosen, being able to see everything around us. Of course, if she was like any werewolf I knew then it was because she was paranoid about getting flanked.

Yang handed over the bag of toys to Blake and my eyes lit up immediately. Without second thought I started to strip my clothing and changed into my coyote form once more. Being naked wasn't new to me and I wasn't body shy. But it would help if no one saw me change too. As soon as I trotted over, she threw a tennis ball causing both Yang and I to go after it. She caught it but it slipped out her mouth and I took advantage, closing my mouth around it and going to hand it back to Blake. She laughed and threw it again.

We played for a long time before Yang walked over to Blake, who was now sitting against a tree reading a book. I brought the ball and dropped it at her feet, my head tilting when I saw my sister lay her head in her lap. The dark haired woman's lips twitched before she started to run her hand through golden fur. I sighed, going to her other side and laid my head down as well.

A little relaxing wouldn't hurt.

Blake's POV

Yang sat on the passenger seat and gave me a sour look. She'd been mad at me since I'd put a collar on her and told her I was going to drive. It made her look more like a dog. Something domesticated enough for a collar, not a wild animal. She may not care about what others thought but I did. To everyone around I was human.

"I'm not going to roll the window down," I told her as I got onto the main road when she pawed at the door. "It's cold outside, and unlike you, I don't have a fur coat."

She lifted her lip in a mock snarl and put her nose down on the dashboard with a thump.

"You're smearing the windshield," I told her after a while.

She looked at me and deliberately ran her nose across her side of the glass.

I rolled my eyes. "Very mature."

It wasn't long before I pulled up at our destination. I took a deep breath before I unbuckled myself. Yang whined and I turned to look at her before almost half her body draped over me as she nuzzled her head into my neck. My lips twitched into a smile and I hugged her quickly before getting out. I opened the trunk and pulled out a bag before going up the long steps. The werewolf at the door eyed me curiously before opening the door and letting me through.

"Miss Belladonna, so nice to see you," Jamie, the local Alpha greeted.

"I'm here for my payment," I replied handing him the bag. "And to thank you for letting me stay in your territory, under the radar."

He hummed, his grey eyes studying me before shifting to the blonde werewolf next to me. The Alpha quickly lowered his gaze and smiled a little. Yang had told me Jamie was a somewhat old alpha. He'd been in charge for almost three hundred years. He was older than her but she was more dominant.

"Yang, nice to see you too." The werewolf stepped between us and let out a low growl. "A deal is a deal. No harm will come to her." A pause. "I am curious to know why an Omega finds it necessary to hide though."

Yang let out a snarl that caused the present wolves to bow their heads. I had also felt the pulse of her power but had resisted the urge to do as the others did. As her mate, I supposedly outranked all of them. It was bad enough having me be damaged, making her look weak wouldn't help.

"Right. Perhaps another time then."

It wasn't until we were halfway home that Yang decided she'd have enough of being a wolf and changed back. Gently she unclasped the collar around her neck and handed it over to me. We drove in silence until we got to my favorite diner. She looked over and raised a brow.

"I figured that after getting you worked up I could treat you to desert," I said with a shrug, avoiding her gaze.

"Jamie knows better than to ask questions he is owed no answers to," she answered. "I talked to him once I got to the city to make sure he didn't open his mouth. Not that he would but it always helps to reinforce the idea."

I hummed. "Do you want some ice cream or not?"

She laughed. "Of course."

Ozpin' POV

I took a sip of my coffee as I re-read the newspaper article. Another killing. They were getting more and more vicious each day and more frequent. Humans still didn't know that werewolves were more than just fairytales. Given what was going on, it was more important than ever that we keep hidden. Chaos would ensue if humans came to find out of our existence and we would be wiped out. Just like the witches were a few centuries back. Most witches anyways. It is rather difficult to completely get rid of the supernatural.

Centuries of roaming the earth had taught me that much.

When I had first met the Marrok, she was but a teenager, exploring the world and having her fun. But even then I knew what she would be. She was dominant, strong, hard-headed. Which is why I was surprised to find out she had a daughter a few years later. Not only because of her persona but because werewolf women were unable to have children. The change during the full moon was too violent for the fetus. Not long after I realized that the Branwens were descended from magic folk and it had been that magic that helped her give birth.

It was no surprise that her daughter also had her dominant nature. It wasn't until a century later though that Raven truly became the Marrok, the Alpha of all Alphas. The grief of her lost mate triggered something inside her and when she let out a howl, wolves all over the world joined her in her pain. She then established rules for all us to follow and to maintain ourselves from the human world.

This is why I couldn't understand why she hadn't investigated these incidents.

"Ozpin? Ozpin."

I blinked and looked up to see my mate. "Mm?" How long had she been standing there?

"Dinner is ready," she said, watching me curiously.

"Oh."

Glynda sat next to me and looked over the scattered newspapers on my desk. We were lone wolves that kept to ourselves and currently we hid in the human world as teachers. I had been looking for an assignment but had gotten sidetracked when she'd found me.

"Is everything okay?"

I took another sip of my coffee. "I'm not sure."

I looked over to a painting on the wall, one that was unique and unseen by human eyes. My ancestor had created it a long time ago. It pictured a battlefield full of corpses and on top of those corpses were two figures. Myself and...I reached out and looked through my contacts before hitting the dial button.

"Raven, do you have a moment?"

Blake's POV

I poured some of the Razzlers into Yang's hand before pouring some into my own. We had been going on dates for the last couple of weeks and I had to admit that it was...nice. She let me lead and basically let me get away with anything, including sometimes taking her with me in wolf form. Her wolf was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen and I enjoyed her company as much as I did Yang's. She had explained to me that although she was werewolf she was different in that her wolf was like a separate entity. Two halves but one soul. Unlike other werewolves her wolf had a mind of its own, whatever that meant.

Tonight we had decided to go out for a walk and when I saw a pair of kids with a bag of Razzler candy I just had to get some. It had been years since I'd had any and I could have sworn they weren't being made anymore. Yang, as usual, had indulged me and now we were headed towards the park. The temperature had started to drop and I was immediately grateful for Yang's jacket. I could hardly feel the cold.

"Show me your tongue," I said after a moment, shattering the comfortable silence.

She stopped and looked at me. "What?"

"Show me your tongue"

"I'm not showing you my tongue," the blonde answered with a scoff.

"Aw, come on, that's part of the fun," I insisted as I ate another handful.

"Nope."

"...I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

"You never quit, do you?" Yang replied as she continued walking.

I rolled my eyes. "Gee, that sounds familiar." Despite her reluctance I could see a grin start to form as she chewed on the pieces of candy. I stopped. "...So, you gonna show me or what?

"You're like a dog with a bone. Fine!" She laughed and stuck out her tongue. I went on my toes to inspect it before nodding in satisfaction.

"Yep. Just as I suspected. Red."

Yang tilted her head, brow furrowed. "Wait, you mean tongue red or Razzler red?"

"Oh, definitely Razzler red," I assured. She rolled her eyes but I could tell she was enjoying this.

We continued our walk until we got to the swings and I sat down, swinging gently back and forth as I continued to eat the candy. I caught Yang staring from the corner of my eye so I turned and stuck out my tongue to her causing her to laugh. I couldn't help but join her. It was quiet after but it was a comfortable silence again.

I looked up and saw the sky light up with stars and suddenly, I felt sad.

"What's wrong?"

I sighed. "I'm thinking about my parents."

"Your parents?" Yang asked, sounding surprised. I nodded. "When was the last time you spoke to them?"

"A month after I was changed. Adam he...he said we couldn't tell anyone who we were and that I needed to break ties with them or he'd assume they were a danger to the pack." And kill them, I added mentally.

"It's true that we don't reveal our identity to anyone outside of our mates but that doesn't mean you can't talk to them," she replied causing me to look up at her. "I think he thought they'd interfere with what he was trying to do to you."

I swallowed thickly. "Does that mean that...I can talk to them?"

"Of course."

I didn't know how to react to that. I blinked, trying to swallow but something was lodged in my throat. I could feel tears pressing at the corners of my eyes as I allowed myself for the first time in almost three years to think about all the awful things I'd said to them. I'd broken their hearts. I wouldn't even blame them if they wanted nothing to do with me now. But I'd missed them, I missed them so much.

Later, when we got back home, Yang and I stood outside my door. "I hope you had a good time," she began. "I know we didn't do much but-"

I cut her off, placing a kiss on her cheek. She blinked before smiling and I did the same, wishing her a good night. I got ready for bed then I picked up my phone and dialed a number I still knew by heart. My heart was pounding in my ears. Then I heard the phone click and a voice I'd missed so much answered.

I took a deep breath, but it was hard to keep the trembling out of my voice. "Mom?"

Yang's POV

This was the happiest I'd seen Blake since I'd met her. Ever since I'd told her that she could contact her mother a few days ago she'd been smiling a lot more and she'd told me about how she'd been dreading the possibility of them hating her after what she'd had to say to them. But her mom been so ecstatic to hear from her, had even cried just knowing that her baby girl was still alive. Usually when she had those calls with her mom I'd go next door, eat cookies with Ruby and watch a movie. She still, however; hadn't been able to work up the courage to talk to her dad.

Ruby had wanted to go shopping for postcards today but I'd had dinner plans with Blake so I'd asked one of Jaime's wolves to go with her. She'd made Italian, which had turned out really good, and then we'd moved over to the couch to watch some flick that Blake really happened to like. Honestly, I wasn't very interested in the movie. I was having a very difficult time keeping my eyes off Blake, watching the way her eyes lit up, or how they rolled when something incredibly cliche happened.

She was really beautiful.

She reached for the popcorn on the table and frowned when she finally noticed me staring. "What is it?"

"I really want to kiss you," I answered quietly, not wanting her to get scared off by the admission. "Would that be ok?" I asked as she met my gaze.

I watched as she tensed, the hand that had been gripping mine tightening, and I could smell the stress my admission had caused her.

"It's ok if you're not ready for that," I continued, making my voice as soothing as I could. All I wanted was for her to be comfortable. "You can say no, I won't get mad."

Her yellow eyes searched mine. "I can say no?" she asked hesitantly.

I nodded. "Yes."

"And you won't..."

"No."

She looked away and I thought that was that. I started to wonder if I'd screwed everything up. Should I leave? Should we just go back to watching the movie? But my thoughts were derailed when she put her hand against my cheek and pressed her lips into mine. My eyes closed and it felt like every fiber of my being was on fire. But I let her lead, and she did as she hovered over me, tugging on my shirt until it was off, the kissing becoming more passionate.

Blake pulled away momentarily to catch her breath, and I caught sight of glowing golden orbs. I thought that would be the end of it but then she was diving back in.

It didn't last.

Blake's POV

I wiped at my face, trying to get rid of the tears. Stupid. It was so stupid. Yang wouldn't hurt me. My wolf was adamant of that. But I... I couldn't erase that feeling, that feeling of being used, and abused.

I could still feel Adam's hands around my neck, still feel Tyrian biting into my shoulders. I remembered crying for help, for them to stop. They hadn't.

But Yang had stopped.

I felt something wet hit my cheek and opened my eyes to see Yang in wolf form, a low concerned whine escaping her throat. Her ears were pressed back against her skull and she lowered her head in my lap, big, soulful lavender staring up at me.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I took deep breaths as I tried to ground myself. I was in my apartment. Yang and I had been watching a movie. I'd given her a kiss. I...I had liked the kiss. I looked at the floor seeing her shirt. I'd taken it off, I'd wanted to... Yang whined again and I offered her a small smile as I ran my hand through her thick fur.

She'd stopped. As soon as she heard me cry out that word she'd stopped. I heard another whine and I hugged her tightly as the tears continued to come. Damn him. Damn Adam for this.