"I don't understand how you could be so—careless and irresponsible! You could have been killed!" Russell Fabray's voice boomed through his house, he had spent weeks searching for his youngest daughter, fearing the worst, and even though he was relieved that his daughter was safe and sound, he needed to make sure she understood the consequences of her actions. Though he felt ridiculous yelling at her while she was in her wolf form. He hadn't taught them how to change back once the full moon had passed, they were still underage and it was one of the few ways that he could keep his two alpha daughters in check. When they went on to have their own pack and their own pups, he'd make sure to pass the secret on.
"That's not the most concerning part," Quinn spoke up from where she was sitting on the couch studying her twin. "She got shot. At least that's what the girl said—" Quinn's brow furrowed when Charlie barked at her and bared her teeth. "Whatever her name is, told us. Charlie's fur's grown back and she wouldn't sit still long enough for me to check."
"Was it a normal bullet?" Judy asked from the kitchen.
Russell grunted and moved towards Charlie who had grown bored and was currently laying down on the ground. He grabbed the blanket and immediately draped it over her body. "We'll have to ask," he grunted and placed his hand between her ears, "This is going to hurt. Hopefully that will teach you to keep with the pack while we run, no more going after rabbits." He informs her bluntly. He hears the whine come from his daughter but he uses her momentary distraction to jump start her transformation. He was forcing her body to change, which was where the pain would come from, she would learn how to do this without pain but for now it was a good teaching moment.
Quinn flinched at the sound of popping bones, and immediately turned her head away as Charlie howled in agony, it sounded horrible. It sounded like she was being tortured, she didn't want to watch as Charlie's bone morphed and snapped into place, growing and pulling and tearing at skin. It was Charlie's own fault for letting this happen. She should have stayed with the pack, but it had always been like this. Charlie would wander off, she had the attention span of the gnat when she was in her wolf form—it wasn't much better when she was human either.
"Can't you do anything?" Judy asked looking at her husband, a huge part of her wanting to go and comfort her daughter, but Russell held his hand up.
"It's almost—"
"Fuck! God-fucking-damnit—"
"Language!" Russell snapped at her. Charlie snaps her head up at him her eyes transforming in front of his eyes and he could see the defiance in them. Clearly this hadn't worked as a teaching moment.
"The moment I stop fucking swearing is the moment I start breaking shit," Charlie snaps at him, clenching her hands into a tight fist as her tail began to slowly be absorbed. This was the worst part of it.
Quinn frowned and crossed her legs and picked up her tablet, flipping through a few things. "Don't go acting tough now, I saw how you were with that girl, acting like a domesticated pet. Getting treats for doing tricks, I bet she dressed you up in some stupid outfit. It was hardly befitting our lineage—"
"Says the person who gets all hot and bothered when Rachel is around, don't fucking deny it. I smelt it—heard the increased heart rate whenever you paid her the slightest bit of attention." Charlie interrupt sand groans as her body convulses again.
"Girls," Judy sighs. "Stop it, you're acting like children."
"She started it." Quinn retorts. It's childish, but she doesn't care. Charlie's purposefully trying to get under her skin.
"In case you didn't notice, I'm a little busy dying over here." Charlie grits her teeth and places her head on the ground, she could do this. Just focus on something other than the pain—Santana—she needed to see Santana.
Russell sighed and motioned for Judy to pass him his drink, as he took a seat watching Charlie convulse. It would be over soon. "To think that I would live to see the days that my daughter would be domesticated, like a common house pet."
"She gained a few pounds too," Quinn throws in unhelpfully, smirking when Charlie manages to give her the finger. "You have. How was all the dog food—"
"I didn't eat dog food," Charlie snaps. She wasn't stupid who knew what that would do to her intestines. The pain slowly subsides and she groans slumping against the floor, the blanket her father had draped over her was the only thing protecting her modesty. Not that she personally cared. "I ate bacon, and raw beef, and I slept most of the days, that's hardly being domesticated. I didn't tear the family to shreds because they pulled a bullet out of me—I think. Honestly I can't remember, that part's a little hazy. Probably drugged me." She opens her eyes and sits up running a hand through her hair, of course it had grown out since she had been stuck for a month in her wolf form.
"Well thank goodness for small mercies, but was it a silver bullet? There haven't been any hunters around for centuries, and if it had been a silver bullet—" Judy trails off looking at Russell. Charlie would be dead. The silver poisoning would have gotten to her and there was nothing a vet who wasn't aware of what she was could do. Charlie had been lucky and their daughter had no idea how lucky she was.
Russell narrowed his eyes when Charlie got up wrapping the blanket around herself, "Where do you think you're going?" Charlie flicked her gaze towards him and he sighed, the wildness hadn't quite left her eyes. Her emotions would be rather unbalanced for the next few days. It wouldn't be as problematic if his daughter wasn't an alpha.
"I'm not allowed to wear clothes?" Charlie challenges and makes a move to drop her towel only to have her father nod and wave her off. She had no intention of staying here, all she knew was that she had this urge, a burning desire to go and see Santana. To make sure that she was alright. Even if she was no longer a wolf, she wanted to see Santana.
"Quinn, make sure she doesn't attempt to run off," Russell said after a moment. "You've been out of school for three weeks Charlie, there is a pile of homework waiting for you, and until you get it done the only place that you're allowed to go is to school and home. Which means that Quinn will be taking you to school and you'll be taking the bus home every afternoon. The keys to your car will remain with me."
Judy immediately stood up, hoping to stave off the conflict between her husband and her youngest daughter. "Come along dear, let me give you a trim before you head back to school." She immediately hooks her arm around Charlie's and pulls her along. "I'm glad you're okay, I'll make your favorite dinner tonight. You must be dying for real food."
Charlie shoots her father a dark scowl but lets her mother tug her along. How he always knew that she was going to do the exact opposite of what he wanted her to do, was beyond her. The moment she turned eighteen and finally learned how to control her transformation she was out of here. To think she missedhim.