Chapter 7:
It seemed like an eternity before Luke arrived at Sherman's house. All the way there, Luke had to see and hear Sophia's pain as she endured the change. Seeing Sophia curled up into the fetal position, and screams of pain, was almost too much for Luke to bear, and he knew it because he could feel tears begin to swell in his eyes. Wiping the tears from his eyes, Luke knew that this was no time for him to be weak, he had to be the strong one if Sophia was going to make it through her first flip alive.
As he sat and listened to Sophia's screams of agony, flashbacks of his own change crossed his mind. The pain of your bones cracking and muscles burning, as they shift and change throughout your body so that they can transform you into your wolf, Luke knew exactly what Sophia was going through, and it hurt him even more then listening and seeing her in pain, was knowing that he could do absolutely nothing about it. Cooing Sophia with soft remarks, "its alright Sophia were almost there" and "baby, I'm right here" while constantly stroking Sophia's face with one hand and driving with the other was the only thing Luke could do while watching and waiting.
Even though to Luke and Sophia it seemed like forever until they got to Sherman's, with Luke driving like a bat out of hell, throughout Wolf Lake, they arrived at his house within minutes. Turning sharply into Sherman's drive- way, after turning off the engine, Luke immediately jumped out of the car and Charlie's Angel rolled over the newly replaced car hood. Opening the door, Luke could see that Sophia was closer than ever to the change. Her face had turned white as snow and beads of perspiration was all over her body, so much in fact that it looked like she had taken a quick dip in the lake. Before Luke could bend down and pick up Sophia, Sherman quickly pulled in behind Luke.
While getting out of his car, "quickly Luke, we must get her inside now, and tie her down."
In one quick move Luke scooped Sophia up in his arms, like she was a fragile china doll, something so light and breakable. Turning around to face the house, Luke kicked his door shut by back kicking it with his leg. Luke was behind Sherman as Sherman was unlocking the door to his house. After getting it opened, Luke did not need to be told where he needed to go. Any and ever pack member knew that Sherman Blackstone, was the keeper of the pack. He was like the "yoda" of the pack. He was wise and knew all the secrets; past, present, and future, of what happened and what will happen to the pack. Even more so, every pack member knew, that if he or she could not make it the hospital basement to flip then they must go to Sherman Blackstone's.
After going down the hallway Luke finally approached the last door, which was already open. The room almost looked like any other bedroom; oak dresser, one oak night stand with a bed stand light on top of it, two light blue Lazy- Boy chairs that matched the light blue carpet and white painted walls, various pictures of wolves and Indians themed the room, however, the oak queen size bed had long leather straps around the bed posts, differing it from most normal beds. As he stepped into the room, Luke immediately made eye contact with the bed. After placing her on the bed, Luke leaned down and pressed a light kiss on Sophia's forehead, "it'll be okay Sophia…baby…can you hear…it'll be okay…you got to be okay", with that last statement Luke gave a small, yet sweet kiss on her lips while both his hands cupping her face. After standing up to look at Sophia, Luke could hear and smell the scent of a familiar man.
Just as soon as Luke noticed the scent, Matt came running into the bedroom. Matt came to a stand still right in the door frame when his eyes made contact with Sophia still curled up in the fetal position laying in the bed. Slowly walking up to the side of the bed, Luke stepped back so Matt could reach his daughter. While walking over the other side of the bed, Luke noticed the tears rolling down the sheriff's face. Luke watched as Matt sat next to Sophia, and taking her hand into his and stroking it, and tried to comfort his daughter. Luke knew exactly what he was thinking, not only could he read his thoughts, but Luke had the same fears, that Matt was broadcasting…Sophia was a half-breed and she was 16 years old the last year to change…would she be strong enough to survive?
Wiping the tears from his face as he stood up and still looking at Sophia, "we have to get her out of these clothes and get her strapped now. She is stable, but soon her body will convulse and it will be more difficult to tie her down", now looking up at Luke, "Luke, you will have to do it".
That open Luke's eyes and mouth, "I…uh…I…um…don't…know…"
"Luke you have to, you are the only one who can…trust me", it angered Matt to have to say those words, but he knew his vendetta against Luke would have to wait, Sophia and her surviving the flip was the only thing that mattered now. "I'll step out, let me know when you have her strapped down." Matt walked out of the room leaving Luke gawking at him.
After closing the door, Matt leaned back against it. "Is Luke strapping her down?" Looking at his side Matt could see the Sherman had some towels in his hand, "yeah."
"Matt she'll be okay, her mate is in there with her", that jerked Matt's body to faced Sherman. "She will be calm until her body is ready for the final change."
Looking down and reluctantly replying, "I know she will…I just wish it wasn't true".
"What? Her change, or Luke?"
"Both. Me and Marie wanted better than Wolf Lake for her, and Luke…well…I have always had this deep twist in my stomach that they were mates, when they were little they were inseparable, and when he flipped he still watched over Sophia. The reality set in even more when his jealousy was seen whenever Sophia was around another guy, trust me, I have seen that jealousy, I saw it in myself for the longest time when I was with Marie." After a long pause, "but even with all that, I still do not trust him with Sophia."
Looking down at Sophia, Luke had always dreamed of undressing Sophia, but this was not how he dreamed it. He dreamed of wining and dining her with soft music and flowers, not screams of pain and misery. With all that was going on, Luke knew that he had to strap Sophia down. After removing her socks and shoes, Luke slowly moved to the side of the bed, hovering over Sophia, Luke reached his hands down and undone the zipper and button on her jeans. Placing both hands on each side of her waist he grabbed on to the belt loops and began slowly pulling the jeans down. As he was doing this Luke could not help but be mesmerized by Sophia's long muscular legs and her soft skin, and became even more intrigued by the while silk panties that was covering her most feminine place. Tossing the jeans at the end of the end along with her shoes and socks Luke looked back at Sophia and knew he was just getting started. After removing her blouse revealing her tight abs on her stomach, Luke knew that the ultimate test had arrived. Luke knew Sophia had been coorapative and had allowed him to remove her pants and shirt, but how would she react with him removing her lingerie?
Standing behind her and reaching down and stroking her cheek, "Sophia…I…um…have to remove your bra…and…you know…um…" Sophia didn't say anything, she just moaned in pain. Unstrapping her bra and pulling it off Luke could feel his own jeans growing tighter. Luke knew that this was surely not the time for his own arousal but he couldn't help it, Sophia gave him this automatic reaction. After tossing the bra with the rest of the clothes, Luke leaned down to pull on her panties like he did her jeans both hands on the each side of her hips; he slowly slid them down, while revealing her feminine core. The dark mound of hair was too much for Luke, with his own hard on, and his eyes glowing yellow, it was a for sure sign that he was aroused. Baseball. Baseball. Baseball. Luke was thinking anything, anything but Sophia and her lying there completely naked! After still standing there with a hard on and getting his eyes back to their sea green, Luke tied each leg and arm to a strap on each bed post and pulled a blanket over Sophia. Again kissing her on the forehead Luke tried to reassure her, "Soph…I am here and everything is alright". With that last comment Sophia jerked her body up and screamed at the top of her lungs. Sophia jerking up caused Luke to fall backwards onto the floor. Looking up from the floor, he saw Matt and Sherman fling the door open and run in.
Matt running to one side of the bed, "oh my god, it's happening!"
Walking over the other side of the bed, "Matt she has to do it on her own". Wiping her face with a towel and looking up at Matt and now Luke who had joined his stance beside Matt, "she is stronger than both of you think." Both just looked at each other and back down at Sophia whose body was jerking up and down and side to side from the convulsions. Seeing her body stretch and tear, Matt, Luke, and Sherman could hear the bones cracking and her hands and feet turn puffy to where they were about to turn into paws.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh", Sophia screamed. With that scream Luke sat down beside her and began stroking her face. "It hurts…I can't do this!"
"Soph, yes you can. You are stronger than this. Just don't fight it."
Kneeling next to the bed Matt looked into his daughter's eyes, "Sophia, you can do this. Luke is right; you are stronger than what you think. I will love you no matter what."
With tears in her eyes, Sophia looked at her father and then at Luke, and her body jerked up while she grabbed onto the sheets with her fists. Sophia's legs and arms stretched long and out from her body, bones cracking while she did this, many sprouts of fur began to prickle from her body. Nails grew on her feet and even more noticeable on her hands as the bedspread and sheet was shredded from them. With one last scream, a white light surrounded Sophia. Sherman, Matt, and Luke, fell to the floor and all had to turn their heads, because the light was so great it was like millions of cameras going off at once but lasting minutes. After the light had finally gone away, with both Luke and Matt on the floor both looked at each other. After slowly getting on their hands and knees, both peered over the edge of the bed as Sherman was doing the same, all three had made contact with each other. But then the wolf in front of them quickly distracted their eye contact. It was like all three men were in sync. All three had stood together, mouths left opened and their eyes never leaving the wolf in front of them. Looking the wolf up and down from tail to ear, they were speechless. But the wolf in front of them was not what was distracting it was the color of the wolf. There laid before them was a pure as white silk and snow…a white wolf.
After a very long moment of silence and each man looking from one guy to the next, Luke broke the silence and began pointing at Sophia, "is she a…um…you know…um…you…know…um…"
"A white wolf." Sherman said it so casually.
"Sherman you wasn't lying about her being stronger than what we and she thought", Matt said.
Sophia slowly turned back into her human skin; Luke quickly grabbed the sheet at the end of the bed and covered her up. Sitting down next to her he began stroking her cheek and then took her hand into his and brought it up to his mouth and gave a small kiss on the back of her hand placed it down on the bed. Looking back at Matt, "what does this mean?" Matt still with his mouth hung open, looked at Sherman, Sherman just looked down at Sophia.