Disclaimer: Never have owned Wolf Lake or its characters...and looks like it
will be that way for all eternity (*sulks*)
Rating: PG-13 still.
A/N: Sorry for the wait. Thanks to everyone who is reading and again special thanks to those who are reviewing. You keep me ticking. Hopefully this chapter is good if not all I can say is my muse tells me to jump and I ask how high. So he/she must be setting this up for something....right. Have an awesome day and please keep R&R'ing.
~~EKB~~
Still in her wolven form, Sophia whimpered as they lifted her into the back of Sherman's truck. Matt climbed in beside Sophia gently stroking her muzzle in reassurance. Vivian climbed in beside Matt, but before Luke could step foot into the truck bed Matt Growled, "Don't even think about it!"
"Luke, just sit up front with Sherman," Vivian spoke softly. Turing her head back to Matt, "Do not ever talk to my son...the future alpha that way ever again," her voice an octave lower than normal; the threat visible to Matt.
Shaking his head with a sigh Matt turned his eyes back to his daughter. Her wounds almost all healed. "So what does this mean for Sophia?" he thought, but Vivian heard it over their mental pathway.
"She heals faster than us. Is faster than us as we've seen, and will be stronger than...well strong," Vivian thought back.
"What did Sherman say about this," Matt asked Vivian aloud.
"He didn't say anything...we only that it was surprising that a female received a black pelt. It was supposed to be a males' role...," she shrugged off the question thinking how this could affect the pack. Would they accept her as a dominant? Thoughts flashed through her mind of the future and what it might bring.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Matt smiled looking over to Vivian.
Startled Vivian looked up; she had been shielding pretty hard so as to not let Matt in on her thoughts. "Nothing...just thinking," She smiled. Truth was she was trying really hard to keep her emotions from reaching her eyes. Matt couldn't understand the importance of Sophia's pelt, and if he did, he was hiding his fear better than she was. Vivian understood even before Matt that his world was just beginning to crumble around him.
The truck sped towards Sherman's house arriving just as the sun set. Luke sat up front with Sherman stealing glances from the re-positioned mirror. Worry, anger, and fear laced his thoughts. A chill had run up his spine since he saw Sophia change into the beautiful black pelted wolf. The same feeling nagged at his gut now.
**_**
Having her clothes ripped to shreds since the flip; Sophia leaped off the truck bed, and padded into Sherman's house. Changing back into human flesh, Sophia closed the door behind her, and leaned back against it. She understood that her black pelt meant something, but she didn't know what.
'I'm imprisoned in a black pelt,' she thought, but the wolf within her growled at her accusation. She strode over to the "packs' dresser" and pulled out some worn blue jeans and a forest green v-neck top. Across the room something caught her eye. It was a full length mirror, but that was not that cause of her shock. It was the first time Sophia had seen herself after the flip. She walked over to the mirror mouth agape. No longer was her hair plain. It was the color of dark chocolate with highlights of spun rubies. Her eyes had rings of color encircling her pupils; mahogany, hazel, and gold. Her skin tanned...her body more curvaceous. In total she looked more alive. A knock at the door tore her out of her trance.
"Sophia, honey, are you decent?" Her father called from behind the door.
"Yes, dad, come on in?" Sophia said pulling on some old running sneakers. The door opened and Matt stepped in.
"How are you feeling sweetie?"
Sophia could tell that her father had come in here for a different reason than to ask how she was doing, but she nodded, "I am alright". Truth was she was better than alright. There were no signs of her being hit by Sherman's truck, and she felt better than she had in a long time.
He glanced over to his daughter. She had changed so much within the last few hours. "Sophia I-," but before Matt could say anymore the door opened and Sherman stepped in.
"Vivian's called a meeting for tonight. Sophia, Vivian needs to speak with you," Sherman was smiling at Sophia.
"Whatever Vivian needs to say to Sophia, can wait Sherman," Matt stated.
"No, Matt, I need to speak with her now," Vivian stepped through the door her eyes ablaze.
Matt returned her stare, "Well now that you're here, what do you want to say V?"
"Fine, Sophia, a bodyguard is going to be with you till we find out what this whole black pelt thing means," but the look in her eyes said different. Sherman must have said something to her to make her place a guard with her.
"V, I think that is going too far. She doesn't need a guard, she has me, let alone you saw her out there," Matt's voice trailed.
"Matt, do not push me on this."
Luke who had been eavesdropping chose this moment to step into the room. "I'll watch over Sophia," He tried to suppress the widening smirk.
Sophia couldn't believe this. They were talking as if she wasn't in the room. Luke with his smirk, Vivian and Matt almost in a shouting match, and Sherman just leaning against the door frame chuckling as if her were watching one of his favorite soaps. The whole room was in a cacophony.
She was walking towards the door shaking her head when Luke grasped her arm. "Going somewhere Sophia," He grinned.
"Yeah, away from you," she wrenched her arm away from him proceeding out of Sherman's house with Luke tailing after her.
Rating: PG-13 still.
A/N: Sorry for the wait. Thanks to everyone who is reading and again special thanks to those who are reviewing. You keep me ticking. Hopefully this chapter is good if not all I can say is my muse tells me to jump and I ask how high. So he/she must be setting this up for something....right. Have an awesome day and please keep R&R'ing.
~~EKB~~
Still in her wolven form, Sophia whimpered as they lifted her into the back of Sherman's truck. Matt climbed in beside Sophia gently stroking her muzzle in reassurance. Vivian climbed in beside Matt, but before Luke could step foot into the truck bed Matt Growled, "Don't even think about it!"
"Luke, just sit up front with Sherman," Vivian spoke softly. Turing her head back to Matt, "Do not ever talk to my son...the future alpha that way ever again," her voice an octave lower than normal; the threat visible to Matt.
Shaking his head with a sigh Matt turned his eyes back to his daughter. Her wounds almost all healed. "So what does this mean for Sophia?" he thought, but Vivian heard it over their mental pathway.
"She heals faster than us. Is faster than us as we've seen, and will be stronger than...well strong," Vivian thought back.
"What did Sherman say about this," Matt asked Vivian aloud.
"He didn't say anything...we only that it was surprising that a female received a black pelt. It was supposed to be a males' role...," she shrugged off the question thinking how this could affect the pack. Would they accept her as a dominant? Thoughts flashed through her mind of the future and what it might bring.
"Penny for your thoughts?" Matt smiled looking over to Vivian.
Startled Vivian looked up; she had been shielding pretty hard so as to not let Matt in on her thoughts. "Nothing...just thinking," She smiled. Truth was she was trying really hard to keep her emotions from reaching her eyes. Matt couldn't understand the importance of Sophia's pelt, and if he did, he was hiding his fear better than she was. Vivian understood even before Matt that his world was just beginning to crumble around him.
The truck sped towards Sherman's house arriving just as the sun set. Luke sat up front with Sherman stealing glances from the re-positioned mirror. Worry, anger, and fear laced his thoughts. A chill had run up his spine since he saw Sophia change into the beautiful black pelted wolf. The same feeling nagged at his gut now.
**_**
Having her clothes ripped to shreds since the flip; Sophia leaped off the truck bed, and padded into Sherman's house. Changing back into human flesh, Sophia closed the door behind her, and leaned back against it. She understood that her black pelt meant something, but she didn't know what.
'I'm imprisoned in a black pelt,' she thought, but the wolf within her growled at her accusation. She strode over to the "packs' dresser" and pulled out some worn blue jeans and a forest green v-neck top. Across the room something caught her eye. It was a full length mirror, but that was not that cause of her shock. It was the first time Sophia had seen herself after the flip. She walked over to the mirror mouth agape. No longer was her hair plain. It was the color of dark chocolate with highlights of spun rubies. Her eyes had rings of color encircling her pupils; mahogany, hazel, and gold. Her skin tanned...her body more curvaceous. In total she looked more alive. A knock at the door tore her out of her trance.
"Sophia, honey, are you decent?" Her father called from behind the door.
"Yes, dad, come on in?" Sophia said pulling on some old running sneakers. The door opened and Matt stepped in.
"How are you feeling sweetie?"
Sophia could tell that her father had come in here for a different reason than to ask how she was doing, but she nodded, "I am alright". Truth was she was better than alright. There were no signs of her being hit by Sherman's truck, and she felt better than she had in a long time.
He glanced over to his daughter. She had changed so much within the last few hours. "Sophia I-," but before Matt could say anymore the door opened and Sherman stepped in.
"Vivian's called a meeting for tonight. Sophia, Vivian needs to speak with you," Sherman was smiling at Sophia.
"Whatever Vivian needs to say to Sophia, can wait Sherman," Matt stated.
"No, Matt, I need to speak with her now," Vivian stepped through the door her eyes ablaze.
Matt returned her stare, "Well now that you're here, what do you want to say V?"
"Fine, Sophia, a bodyguard is going to be with you till we find out what this whole black pelt thing means," but the look in her eyes said different. Sherman must have said something to her to make her place a guard with her.
"V, I think that is going too far. She doesn't need a guard, she has me, let alone you saw her out there," Matt's voice trailed.
"Matt, do not push me on this."
Luke who had been eavesdropping chose this moment to step into the room. "I'll watch over Sophia," He tried to suppress the widening smirk.
Sophia couldn't believe this. They were talking as if she wasn't in the room. Luke with his smirk, Vivian and Matt almost in a shouting match, and Sherman just leaning against the door frame chuckling as if her were watching one of his favorite soaps. The whole room was in a cacophony.
She was walking towards the door shaking her head when Luke grasped her arm. "Going somewhere Sophia," He grinned.
"Yeah, away from you," she wrenched her arm away from him proceeding out of Sherman's house with Luke tailing after her.