Still going - I'm going to be bringing some complications. And for time
line - well this is majorly AU as is the view of any other shows that may
intersect with it.
Chapter 6
Sophia slipped through the woods at the back of the house and changed, easily exchanging her glimmering white pelt for the everyday jeans and t- shirt. God - that had been a rush. To finally run in these woods, the woods she had been forever partially barred from before, to roam the night as an equal and a predator, where others of her kind lived. She had surprised a rabbit and treed a squirrel, not from any kind of hunger, but purely for the wild pleasure of living, the hunt and the sudden spurt of adrenalin, and had raced through the undergrowth, leaping fallen logs, Queen of all she surveyed, a predator at the top of her game. And then Luke Cates had appeared.
She hadn't even stopped to think, her whole body and every instinct had reacted to the presence of a potentially dangerous male, freezing in place and snarling, every hackle risen. And then nearly ruined the effect by mentally sniggering as the huge silver tipped grey had leapt his own body length in surprise and come down on top of his own paws.
And it was only then she got an uninterrupted view of him. God - he was huge, all the slim ranginess, and the not quite finished look she remembered gone, replaced by solid muscle and a formidable breadth across the shoulders. His hackles had risen and then as he caught sight of her he had stopped, palatable puzzlement replacing the previous aggression. She was amazed he hadn't already recognised her scent and had resigned herself to at least one secret being prematurely spilled that night and then he spoke.
Ruby? He thought she was Ruby? Did they look so much alike? How many White Wolven did he know anyway? A sudden flash of all the pain and anger this man had caused her flashed though her mind, being forced to birth Cat alone, apart from family and the comfort of the familiar, being forced to flip alone for the first time, crying in agony as her body reshaped, desperately afraid for the child she carried within her. All that, she could lay at his feet. She stared at him coldly, all her earlier uncertainty gone. He may be Alpha, but he was not Her Alpha.
She owed him nothing.
Turning, slipping away, she made use of all her skill in hiding and disappearing that she had gained in 16 years of hiding her sister form in the World of men, noting with cold satisfaction how he blundered around behind her. He didn't have a chance. She was a ghost and a glimmer in these woods and the moonlight was her friend, not his.
No - she noted coldly, as she slipped through the door to her fathers house, Luke Cates owed her nothing and she owed him nothing in return. She was here for her daughter's sake, not his, and as soon as that matter was resolved to her satisfaction, the two of them would be gone from Wolf Lake, never to return.
Chapter 6
Sophia slipped through the woods at the back of the house and changed, easily exchanging her glimmering white pelt for the everyday jeans and t- shirt. God - that had been a rush. To finally run in these woods, the woods she had been forever partially barred from before, to roam the night as an equal and a predator, where others of her kind lived. She had surprised a rabbit and treed a squirrel, not from any kind of hunger, but purely for the wild pleasure of living, the hunt and the sudden spurt of adrenalin, and had raced through the undergrowth, leaping fallen logs, Queen of all she surveyed, a predator at the top of her game. And then Luke Cates had appeared.
She hadn't even stopped to think, her whole body and every instinct had reacted to the presence of a potentially dangerous male, freezing in place and snarling, every hackle risen. And then nearly ruined the effect by mentally sniggering as the huge silver tipped grey had leapt his own body length in surprise and come down on top of his own paws.
And it was only then she got an uninterrupted view of him. God - he was huge, all the slim ranginess, and the not quite finished look she remembered gone, replaced by solid muscle and a formidable breadth across the shoulders. His hackles had risen and then as he caught sight of her he had stopped, palatable puzzlement replacing the previous aggression. She was amazed he hadn't already recognised her scent and had resigned herself to at least one secret being prematurely spilled that night and then he spoke.
Ruby? He thought she was Ruby? Did they look so much alike? How many White Wolven did he know anyway? A sudden flash of all the pain and anger this man had caused her flashed though her mind, being forced to birth Cat alone, apart from family and the comfort of the familiar, being forced to flip alone for the first time, crying in agony as her body reshaped, desperately afraid for the child she carried within her. All that, she could lay at his feet. She stared at him coldly, all her earlier uncertainty gone. He may be Alpha, but he was not Her Alpha.
She owed him nothing.
Turning, slipping away, she made use of all her skill in hiding and disappearing that she had gained in 16 years of hiding her sister form in the World of men, noting with cold satisfaction how he blundered around behind her. He didn't have a chance. She was a ghost and a glimmer in these woods and the moonlight was her friend, not his.
No - she noted coldly, as she slipped through the door to her fathers house, Luke Cates owed her nothing and she owed him nothing in return. She was here for her daughter's sake, not his, and as soon as that matter was resolved to her satisfaction, the two of them would be gone from Wolf Lake, never to return.