Want To Be A Wolf!

In order to keep from making eye contact with her Alphess, Dory had busied herself with her new school uniform. The skirt, which should have been long enough to reach her knees, had been rolled and hitched so that it was well up the girl's thighs. She was perfectly at ease with showing her body like that, even more so with the size too small shirt she'd buttoned almost all the way up to her collar. Flash a little skin and the boys seemed to want to talk about anything.
"You know I'm always ready. Just give me the signal and I'm back in an instant." After glancing at the woman near by, Dory again averted her eyes as she fixed her brunette locks into a messy ponytail. She gave Pandora one last look before striding off and placing herself into the crowd of students, blending in perfectly. Her mission was to find the true-blood and observe it, keep close but not give away her position. Sounded easy enough.

"Hi there, what's your name?" Dory was laying on her school girl routine extra thick, it was the first day after all so she wasn't taking any chances. The student she was talking to, while in line to get her ID picture taken, was your typical jock. He was big and strong, buzzed hair and lettermen jacket all the hints she needed to know where to start her search. Werewolves were beasts, violent and full of power, so who better to be the True-blood than a football star?

While Dory chatted her way through school, across town one of her classmates wasn't even ready for his first day. Infact, he was still in bed with the covers pulled over his head. Joey ignored his homther's knocking on his door and instead turned his music up louder. He had a photo in his hand, it was old and crumpled but he refused to get rid of it after all this time. In the picture was him at age five and in the arms of this uniform clad father.
"I'll try my best to make you proud dad," said Joey. He tucked the picture away, tossed the blanket off and drug himself out of bed. First day of school was always hard to the teen, and with him feel extra nervous and jumpy lately, Joey wasn't terribly worried about being late that morning.

Returning to her "den" which was just a run down apartment complex on the outskirts of town, Pandora strided into its doors. She glanced along the tattered furniture and peeling walls. She thought to have this place fixed up some time, but didn't want to think about it now. She would wait until the werewolf-born to arrive then she would have her pack repair the place.
Her keen ears caught the sound of low breathing. She looked to her left, a couch a little ways towards the wall with its back to her. She walked up to it and peered over the top.
She saw Calvin slumbering and immediately became enraged. She had a nasty temper and it gets easily ignited.
"Dammit Calvin! Wake up!" she demanded in a thick voice. She had asked him to look after the place, since the apartment complex was run-down and dishevled she was ansy that the state would try to have it evicted. Pan didnt want this, this being the only home she could afford until either she or her Beta got a job.

The man of age 19 that was resting upon the couch woke with a start. His blonde hair fell into his eyes as they searched for something to tell him he was awake. He saw his alpha, Pandora, stand before him. His bones quaked realizing he had accidentally fallen asleep. By the glint in her eyes she was angry but he hoped he knew how to make her calm. His pale tan drained of all color as he looked up at her with fear. Calvin shifted his eyes searching for Dory but could not find any trace of her, then his memory clicked that she had gone to school today to spy on the werewolf-born. What was his name again? He couldn't remember at this time. All he could think about at this exact instant of how to calm his Alphess.
"Sorry! Sorry Pan! Cal was asleep--stupid Cal! Woof!" he said. He always addressed himself in 3rd person.

"Stay awake now," she commanded.
Because of her strong voice, he obeyed, wide awake.
"I need you to help me, Calvin."
He perked up his attention. "Woof!"
"Dory is at school today. We need to fix this place up if we're expecting not only the werewolf-born but the new, upcoming packmembers as well. We need to get supplies. Fix and paint the walls. Sew the furniture together. Clean the kitchen. Etecdera, etcedera. Am I clear?"
Cal nodded. "Of course Pan. Calvin understands. Right here and now. Woof!"
Pleased Pandora swept away heading towards the kitchen declaing over her shoulder, "Good. Now get ready. We have errands to run today."

By the time all the introductions had been given and all the students had collected their books and their locker numbers, Dory had learned the names of all the football players. And none of them matched the name she'd been told to look out for.
Joseph
Not let down, the girl was that much more determined to find her target. Besides there was her own skin to worry about, Pandora was expecting results and failure wasn't an option here. Distracted with getting her locker combination right, Dory was about to give up and have some nice boy do it for her when she felt a hand on her. Turning on the spot, the brunette came face to face with that jock she'd been chatting up in line. Of course, not but a minute later she was still face to face with him, but instead of his hand on her, she hand her hand at his throat pinning him to the lockers. Other fist raised, Dory would have given him a piece of her mind, and then some, had a teacher not stopped her.
So that's how she ended up in the Dean of Student's office on her first day of school, lucky Dory.

"You're late son; you'll have to go see the Dean about your schedule and what not. And try to be on time tomorrow," is what the voice was telling Joey, but he wasn't listening. He hated when adults called him son, he tuned them out after that. Taking his tardy slip and slinking off, the boy was glad to see the very office he needed was just across the hall. And he was even more glad to see a pretty girl sitting alone in the row of chairs just outside the door, seats reserved for students in trouble. Joey, ever the polite one, left an empty chair between himself and the girl when he sat down. But that didn't stop him from sneaking little looked sideways at her.

Dory normally liked the company of males, they were fun to tease and mess with but it would seem the ones at school thought they had no boundaries. Just because she'd been nice didn't give him a reason to touch her, she told herself. Angry and not in the mood, she threw a pointed glare at the scrawny kid beside her and nearly jumped when her name was called.

Dory spent the next five minutes explaining herself to the Dean of Students, telling him all about how that football player had no right to be violating her personal space like he did. It didn't take much persuading to get the whole situation dropped, she wasn't the most beautiful girl but that didn't mean she wasn't attractive. And why should such a talent go to waste on just high school boys?
"Thank you so much for seeing my side of the story sir, I promise it won't happen again." Her voice was silky smooth as she exited the room, hand trailing along his desk on her way out. Dory was proud of herself for at least one thing so far, having the ability to win over adults was something she'd been working on for a while now and was pleased to say it was starting to pay off. Passing that rather pathetic looking boy on her way to class, the werewolf snarled at him a little, just to scare and nothing else.

Just about jumping out of his seat at the sound of what he first thought was some dog, Joey flashed his dark eyes up only to see the pretty brunette looking at him. But before he could say much of anything to her, the Dean called out through the open door to him.
"Joseph Jaskson, you're next!" This time he did jump out of his chair, scampering off before he lost a limb to that scary yet oh so nice to look at girl in the hallway.
"Actually, it's just Joey..." He stuttered as he entered the office. His reply was a slam of the door behind him.

Dory stood dead in her tracks, blinking stupidly at the closed door. Joseph. That was the name she was suposed to be keeping an ear out for. Could this weakling really be the one she wanted? No that wasn't right, she tried to tell herself but it kept nagging her all day. She'd look over her shoulder, see him walking by in the hall and every time she just could not see the werewolf hiding inside of his skinny body.

During her frist day at school, Dory pay much attention to her classes. She instead was getting cozy with the staff members, making sure all her teachers favored her and the other adults looked kindly to the new girl. A couple studnets tried to befriend Dory but she turned them away if they didn't have anything to offer her in her search. By the time the bell rang and let the kids leave, she was ready to tear the throat out of the next boy who looked at her wrong. But she didn't, Dory just hurried out the doors and let the fresh air take away all her frustrations.

"Hey, wait up!" Called the female, gracefully moving through the crowd to walk along side her target. "It's Joey right? I'm new here, my name's Dory." She knew from the dinner plates he sported for eyes, that this kid wasn't used to someone like her talking to someone like him. The two chatted a while, mostly about school, making their way off campus and along the sidewalk towards the outskirts of town. Joey was happy to toddle on, keeping his wandering eyes busy as he spoke. Unfortunatly their time together was cut short when they came to stand outside his house.

"See you tomorrow Joey," said the werewolf. She planted a light little kiss on his cheek before turning and disappearing around the corner in a flurry of skirt and skin. Behind her, left on weak knees, was Joseph. He muttered a little goodbye under his breath before entering the front door and burying himself in his room for the evening. Outside Dory raced along the back alleys to make it back to the den before she was any later than she already was. Apparently it had been a mistake to promise Pandora she'd be back by 3:30 because by the look of things it was an hour at best past that deadline. The brunette burst through the entrance of her abode, holding her breath for the tidal wave of anger to break over her head.

(( Major Lulz from Pan's comment, that was just too funny! XD ))

Eyes closed, Dory was standing just outside and was staying very still. After a few moments, two furry brown ears shifted and swivled to life atop her head while a brown tail fell limp behind her. Claws slowly forming on her hands and feet, the female was falling back into a more comfortable state now that she was home again. After closing the door behind her, Dory slunk into the main part of the house in silent steps, hardly breathing as she listened hard for any sounds that her Alpha had noticed her return. When nothing happened, the young woman made her way further into the building and came upon the kitchen. Inside she found her favorite blonde haired male, hard at work painting away. He was doing such a good job that she didn't want to disturb him but a creaky floorboard must have alerted him to her presence in the room.
While she was very glad to be back and even more glad to see Calvin, the brunette held up a finger to her lips to keep the male from giving away her position. If Pandora was busy at the moment then there would be no reason to bother her until she was done. Rushing over, Dory snagged Cal in a big hug with her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.
"Happy to see me again?" She whispered, smiling at him

Calvin looked up at Dory, his eyes shimmering at the sight of her. Just the very simple presence of Dory whether she was across the room or right next to him made his chest heave and become heavy. He glanced around making sure Pandora was nowhere to be seen and double-checked the air to make sure her scent was far--she was on the first level, hopefully she wouldn't be able to hear them. He stopped painting the wall for a moment and grinned sheepishly at Dory.
"Hey! How was school? Woof!" he asked. Of course he was happy to see her, he always was happy to see her.

Pandora scowled at the boy."I'm nobody's momma. So stop your sniviling," she growled.

Taking the paintbrush from Calvin's hand and placing it atop the can of paint, Dory led him over and the two of them sat at the small kitchen table in the center of the room. She sighed, leaning back in her chair and kicking her shoes off.
"I had a long day at that school and it wasn't as fun as I originally thought. Everyone there smells like hormones and sweat, sometimes having better senses than humans is not a good thing." The young woman laughed it off at first, propping her bare feet up on the counter top. Her skirt, which had been short even before, slipped up her thigh a bit further. Had company been someone besides sweet Cal, Dory might have felt bad. But secretly she knew he liked her and she was fond of him so why not be carefree around her fellow werewolf?
"Oh and you dont even want to know about the boys at school," this time there was no playing off a light tone. The brunette sounded angry just thinking about what she had to deal with from those teenagers.

Calvin glanced up at Dory, his cheeks turning a slight shade of pink when he saw her skirt ride up her thigh he felt his skin sizzle. He craved for her and caught a glimpse of her full, beautiful lips. He remained quiet for a second considering all that she told him about school. It did sound pretty dull....and strict, but it couldn't have been worse than following Pandora's law. He wasn't particuliarly fond of the smell that she described. Humans always did have horrible scents cuz their senses were extremely dull.
But when she spoke of the boys he felt something in him twinge. He was naturally protective over his pack--especially Dory. If they looked at her the wrong way or touched her in the wrong way he would give them a bite they would never live to tell. He wanted to see if Pan could enroll him in school not to keep an eye on the werewolf-born but maybe get closer to Dory as well.
"The boys?" he asked, keeping the edge of a growl in the back of his throat.

Pandora tried to shake him off. "What the hell are you doing? get off of me you cretin!" She pried the child off of her, her blood bubbling bitterly.

(( Aww, Calvin is just too cute, I wanna bottle him up and sell him! ))


Looking up from studying her sharp nails, Dory was thankful for her heightened sense of hearing because it allowed her to catch even the slightest change in Calvin's voice no matter his tries to hide it. Actually she'd been expecting a similar reaction even a more violent one, perhaps it wasn't a good idea to tell him about school. But this was Cal, her loyal and lovable Cal, she felt like she could tell him anything.
"I can take care of myself, you know that." The girl hoped to reassure her friend, to calm him down before she answered. He had asked after all and she was too nice not to reply.
"The boys were your typical teenage humans, using everything but their brain to think with. But like I said, I handled it myself so don't let them bother you." Dory said this in a softer tone. It was the kind of voice she used when serious about something. Sitting up straight and leaning over, she patted Calvin's hand then reached up and tapped his nose lightly with her index finger.
"So tell me about your day Cal. Other than miss me, what did you do?" While she'd been told of Pandora's plans to fix up the house and besides the fact that she'd seen him painting already, Dory just liked to hear things from him. Situations always sounded more interesting when told from his point of view.

Calvin smiled at her, standing so their eyes were slightly on the same level, him just being a tad taller--natural for a boy. He laughed lightly at her comment and let out a heavy, sarcastic breath.
"Humans...they're so pervy." He then considered Dory's question and reviewed in his head of what happened that day. He placed one hand neatly on the table looming over her a bit, just enough for his broad shadow to cascade over her, as his sweet scent carried itself around the room. He glanced up at the ceiling, clicking his tongue and thinking.
"Nothing much. Pan and I just went to Lowe's to get some paint--oh wait! I made something for you this morning while you and Pan were out," he said with an excited smirk as he made quick glances at the fridge. His face turned a faint shade of pink as his gut fluttered.

Pan sighed, assuming that from her age and the short lifespan that werewolves live she was getting softer. Rolling her eyes, and well against her average behavior she crouched down to the boy's level gazing at him in the eyes, somewhat challenging him as all Alpha's do.
"All right, all right, " she breathed out. "Why don't we start from the beginning starting with your name...why are you here?" She had a softer tone but gritted her teeth, she was not used to being so nice especially a stranger who was in her territory.

"For me?" Dory was surprised, yet happy. She closed the distance between them and threw Cal into a huge embrace. Of course she thought the whole idea of gift giving was a silly human thing. What could it be, she wondered, giving him a little squeeze before pulling back from the hug. Holding him at arms length, Dory let her smile grow wide as she searched his cute blushing face for the answer. "What is it," she asked. Dory viewed Calvin as her dear friend, so it was easy for her to tease him and not let it bother her. He was like the big brother she never had, watching over her and making her laugh. But the idea of him being in school with her was still planted in her mind. Life would be much different if she had to keep an eye out for Cal in the hallways. She could predict problems cropping up because something happened to her. For now Dory would remain silent, playing her part as the eager girl waiting for her surprise. Perhaps later she'd bring the topic up with Pandora...that is if the alpha didn't skin her alive once she got back.

Calvin grinned from ear to ear and blushed wildly as Dory picked him up in a tight hug. His lowered his head, just enough to have his hair cover his blush. His took in deep breaths but shallow enough for Dory not to hear. His heart raced as his lungs squeezed, he knew Dory only thought of him as a brother and this irked him. He wanted to be more than that, his thoughts often wandered about them...what kind of future they could have...but he would pull himself out of his fantasies. They were in a pack, and only the Alpha could have a mate. Besides, Cal and Dory have gone through too much for their close friendship to be ruined by romace. Still....a guy could dream.
"Come to the fridge! Woof!" He gently took her by the wrist, touching her soft skin, and led her into the kitchen. "Close your eyes!"

Pandora listened to the boy. He sounded pathetic but she wanted to listen."Ssh...shh...don't cry." God, PLEASE don't cry. "That man won't find you. I guess..." she sighed, "I guess you could stay with me and my pack for a while. But you must obey me." Pan then took on a dark look and stared at him with fire in her eyes. "If you don't obey I will tear your throat until there is nothing left..."