Disclaimer: Sadly standing on the corner of park and 66th did not raise
any money so that one day I would one day own Wolf Lake and all its rights,
but I did get a lot of offers for dates...makes me wonder. Well as you see
from the above I don't Wolf Lake....yet te-he-he.
Rating: I would bet R rating on this one so all the little kiddies look away please.
A/N: Thanks to those who read and special thanks to those who review. It helps me to know that I should keep writing or not. An extra special thanks to mystical whisper who keeps me laughing with her awesome reviews. You have helped me laugh when I feel like yelling at my muse (*smiles*). Not to mention the repeating reviewers thanks so much and ya'll have a great day! Some of the new characters are mine...but only if they were real would I get somewhere (lol). Sorry the long wait, being a college student it is hard when certain subjects such as the evil math doesn't come so easily...and tests pop up their ugly little heads. Thanks for understanding.
Now as my anatomy teacher would say on to the meaty part...ick I know.
~~EKB~~
"You feel that?" Vivian called out to Sherman who was sitting down; drawing in the dirt with a small stick.
"No, but I certainly smell something," he piped. His human senses picking up the scent of a cinnamon and vanilla...musk. "If my nose is correct, pups will be fathered tonight," he chuckled, humming a Barry White tune.
"No, it's something else," Vivian insisted. Several of the young male skinwalkers started off towards the scent.
**_**
Sophia's eyes traveled up the tall figure her eyes resting on Caleb, one of the older pack members. His eyes were glowing down on her fiercely. Eyes that held anger and lust. His hand stretched out towards Sophia. She never had thought of Caleb as anything more than an acquaintance, but how the moon's light kissed his body, making lower things in her tighten. His 25 years had filled his former lean skater boyish look. Sophia, awestruck, reached up and took Caleb's hand. He easily pulled Sophia to her feet. Before Sophia could say anything Caleb pressed his mouth to her lips. His hands running harshly through her hair. To a human, it would look as if he were about to consume her, but to a skinwalker he was about to claim her as his own. Caleb's lips traveled down towards her neck nipping lightly. But before he could mark Sophia Luke tackled him. Both of them landed hard on the forest floor. Snarls erupted from the twisting forms in front of Sophia. In only a matter of seconds Luke body lay slumped against the tree stump; Caleb was standing over Luke's unmoving body; a growl erupting from him. He turned back towards Sophia eyes full of desire; he sauntered towards her.
**_**
Vivian crouched near her son's crumpled form. She sighed seeing the steady rise and fall of his chest. "Sherman, is Caleb alright?"
Sherman had been kneeling over Caleb. His throat had been ripped out. After a few seconds, "Well, if somehow you guys can live without windpipes...sure he's fine, but if not...no." Sherman looked again, now seeing Caleb's glistening spine through the bloody meat. 'Luke must have clearly ripped straight through to his spine' he thought.
The leaves crunched to their left; Vivian and Sherman glanced in the direction it had come. The wind in the clearing stirred making the night air cool. The sound of rustling leaves filled the air.
Matt looked down at the chaos. Blood littered the forest floor. The scent intoxicating, making Matt's wolf stir. "What happened here?"
"Well what the fuck does it look like to you Matt," Vivian spat.
Matt looked from Luke to Caleb. He knew one day Luke would do something this stupid. He was a loose cannon. Matt just didn't know it would end with a life taken. He sighed walking over to Vivian.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I think we should call this meeting over," Sherman said.
"Who could have killed Caleb?" Vivian asked to the two men.
"Well isn't it obvious, V?" Matt said gently.
Vivian glared up at Matt, "You think my son did this!" It was not a question. "Tell me Matt...since you're the towns' sheriff and a skinwalker to boot...if my son killed him, why does the blood on Luke not smell like Caleb's?"
**_**
Sophia watched her father step out into the clearing and survey the scene. She watched as Vivian stroked her son's cheek. Sophia stepped into the clearing.
**_**
"What in the...," Vivian's voice trailed off seeing Sophia step out of the shadows just behind Matt.
Matt turned around stunned to see his daughter drenched in blood from head to toe. "Sweetie...," was all that came out. Her eyes were glowing...no, not glowing...they were flaring with bright bursts of what looked like lightening. Matt approached his shivering daughter.
"Don't...," Sophia faltered, "Don't come near me...," Sophia backed up; blood draining from her face; her eyes looking just over Matt's shoulder.
"Sweetie...it's okay...were not going to hurt you," Matt spoke.
Vivian looked over her shoulder, the rustle of leaves on the ground growing. "Matt....run," Vivian breathed her senses flaring out.
"V, please not right now," Matt grimaced.
"No Matt, RUN!!!"
Matt swiveled around seeing the on rushing wolves and naked males loping through the forest, but they weren't headed for him...they were headed for Sophia.
Rating: I would bet R rating on this one so all the little kiddies look away please.
A/N: Thanks to those who read and special thanks to those who review. It helps me to know that I should keep writing or not. An extra special thanks to mystical whisper who keeps me laughing with her awesome reviews. You have helped me laugh when I feel like yelling at my muse (*smiles*). Not to mention the repeating reviewers thanks so much and ya'll have a great day! Some of the new characters are mine...but only if they were real would I get somewhere (lol). Sorry the long wait, being a college student it is hard when certain subjects such as the evil math doesn't come so easily...and tests pop up their ugly little heads. Thanks for understanding.
Now as my anatomy teacher would say on to the meaty part...ick I know.
~~EKB~~
"You feel that?" Vivian called out to Sherman who was sitting down; drawing in the dirt with a small stick.
"No, but I certainly smell something," he piped. His human senses picking up the scent of a cinnamon and vanilla...musk. "If my nose is correct, pups will be fathered tonight," he chuckled, humming a Barry White tune.
"No, it's something else," Vivian insisted. Several of the young male skinwalkers started off towards the scent.
**_**
Sophia's eyes traveled up the tall figure her eyes resting on Caleb, one of the older pack members. His eyes were glowing down on her fiercely. Eyes that held anger and lust. His hand stretched out towards Sophia. She never had thought of Caleb as anything more than an acquaintance, but how the moon's light kissed his body, making lower things in her tighten. His 25 years had filled his former lean skater boyish look. Sophia, awestruck, reached up and took Caleb's hand. He easily pulled Sophia to her feet. Before Sophia could say anything Caleb pressed his mouth to her lips. His hands running harshly through her hair. To a human, it would look as if he were about to consume her, but to a skinwalker he was about to claim her as his own. Caleb's lips traveled down towards her neck nipping lightly. But before he could mark Sophia Luke tackled him. Both of them landed hard on the forest floor. Snarls erupted from the twisting forms in front of Sophia. In only a matter of seconds Luke body lay slumped against the tree stump; Caleb was standing over Luke's unmoving body; a growl erupting from him. He turned back towards Sophia eyes full of desire; he sauntered towards her.
**_**
Vivian crouched near her son's crumpled form. She sighed seeing the steady rise and fall of his chest. "Sherman, is Caleb alright?"
Sherman had been kneeling over Caleb. His throat had been ripped out. After a few seconds, "Well, if somehow you guys can live without windpipes...sure he's fine, but if not...no." Sherman looked again, now seeing Caleb's glistening spine through the bloody meat. 'Luke must have clearly ripped straight through to his spine' he thought.
The leaves crunched to their left; Vivian and Sherman glanced in the direction it had come. The wind in the clearing stirred making the night air cool. The sound of rustling leaves filled the air.
Matt looked down at the chaos. Blood littered the forest floor. The scent intoxicating, making Matt's wolf stir. "What happened here?"
"Well what the fuck does it look like to you Matt," Vivian spat.
Matt looked from Luke to Caleb. He knew one day Luke would do something this stupid. He was a loose cannon. Matt just didn't know it would end with a life taken. He sighed walking over to Vivian.
"Well, I don't know about you two, but I think we should call this meeting over," Sherman said.
"Who could have killed Caleb?" Vivian asked to the two men.
"Well isn't it obvious, V?" Matt said gently.
Vivian glared up at Matt, "You think my son did this!" It was not a question. "Tell me Matt...since you're the towns' sheriff and a skinwalker to boot...if my son killed him, why does the blood on Luke not smell like Caleb's?"
**_**
Sophia watched her father step out into the clearing and survey the scene. She watched as Vivian stroked her son's cheek. Sophia stepped into the clearing.
**_**
"What in the...," Vivian's voice trailed off seeing Sophia step out of the shadows just behind Matt.
Matt turned around stunned to see his daughter drenched in blood from head to toe. "Sweetie...," was all that came out. Her eyes were glowing...no, not glowing...they were flaring with bright bursts of what looked like lightening. Matt approached his shivering daughter.
"Don't...," Sophia faltered, "Don't come near me...," Sophia backed up; blood draining from her face; her eyes looking just over Matt's shoulder.
"Sweetie...it's okay...were not going to hurt you," Matt spoke.
Vivian looked over her shoulder, the rustle of leaves on the ground growing. "Matt....run," Vivian breathed her senses flaring out.
"V, please not right now," Matt grimaced.
"No Matt, RUN!!!"
Matt swiveled around seeing the on rushing wolves and naked males loping through the forest, but they weren't headed for him...they were headed for Sophia.