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[bee]

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↷↷. XXyour boldness stands alone among the wreck

quinn was soon dragged off to the storage room, the sick feeling churning his insides. now he'd done it. as the door clicked shut, he braced himself to be yelled at. instead, warm arms grabbed his waist and cradled him close, and soon he was wrapped up in a kiss. Quinnely felt like he was melting again, his hands instinctively moving up to cup Luka's face as the guilty pit in his belly slowly faded. as Lu pulled away he laced his fingers behind his pal's neck, guiding his head down so that he could touch his forehead to the other teen's. his friends warm presence was one he'd been craving since that morning, and he wished he could just curl up in bed with him again and fall asleep. "I thought you were uncomfortable. you were kinda antsy." miles murmured. vibrant blue orbs met amber and made his lips flicker into a small smile. relief flooded over him like a gentle little wave, this little moment resetting his mood. Quinn tilted his head up to give him another short kiss, tiny fireworks going off on his lips. his mouth tugged down into a frown as he pulled away, only the slightest bit. "I'm rushing it. I'm totally rushing it." he cringed and let his eyes travel to the floor. hands loosened on the back of Luka's neck. "I'm sorry...I-I shouldn't." it wasn't that he was guilty because of Amelia. that was probably a bad thing. Luka had a girlfriend that didn't truly love him, and parents that disapproved of any relationship like this. Quinn struggled with bullies and parents that didn't seem to care enough, along with figuring out how he really felt about Lu. rushing into this was dumb. Quinnely still moved his arms to wrap them around his friends chest, burying his face in the tall boy's neck. "god, I love you. I love you Luka Ryals." it was cheesy as hell, but so true it hurt.

(that's evil. I love it. )

[foxes800]

((Thanks, I try. C:))

Luka
-----It seemed that everything good that happened to them happened in the music supply room. Not that Luka minded. It was quiet, full of some of his favorite things, and possessed a barrier that kept populars far from it out of fear of looking “lame”. In that instance, the supply room was a space he wanted to remain within forever. With Quinn enveloped in his arms, the smaller male’s fingers laced behind his neck, and their foreheads resting against each other’s, it felt perfectly surreal. “I wasn’t uncomfortable,” he murmured softly. “You know I worry a lot. I guess I was just kinda… afraid, that you’d reject me or something.” It was a silly fear, yes, but the entire situation still seemed too good to be true. How could Quinn possibly return his feelings? Him? A lowly mutt… If only the boy knew his family’s dark secret. Perhaps then, he wouldn’t be so eager to be near him. Until that point, however, he wasn’t about to let Quinnely go. As the boy’s grip on him loosened, Luka’s tightened, clinging to him like a scared child. As if Quinn would bolt if he managed to escape the strong hold. “Rushing it? No, no, no… You aren’t rushing anything. Please…stay. ” Unless Quinnely himself felt as if things were being rushed and was uncomfortable with it, then he shouldn’t worry. Luka was perfectly content with the way things were going now. Yes, the pace had picked up remarkably, but they’d been best friends for years. It wasn’t like they still had to go through that awkward stage where they hardly knew each other. They knew each other about as well as two people possibly could. They had the other’s little quirks and flaws memorized by heart! And yet, each was still the most important person to the other. “I love you too, Quinnely.” And he meant it, every word. “Would you allow me the honor of being your boyfriend?” And it was weird way to ask the teen out, but Luka was a dumby. A weird dumby. “Honestly, I don’t know how it will all work out...” There was the marriage to Amelia, both sets of ‘rents, bullies, and a secret that could divide them at any time. “But, I would spiderman up a million trees if you agreed to go out with me. Hell, even if you say no, I’ll still be sneaking into your room at an obnoxious hour of the night and cuddling with you. Just try and stop me.” Luka would probably do or give anything to be near Quinnely. He’d try to push Amelia away harder. He’d work on convincing his father to cancel the marriage more frequently. He’d do anything for his imprintee.

((Lukes is super cheesy too. “I’d spiderman up a million trees if you agreed to go out with me.” It even rhymes. That dork. xux))

[bee]

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↷↷. XXit's been a long day without you, my friend

as soon as the question reached his ears, a grin painted his mouth. it was nearly perfect with his body pressed close to Luka's and his warm tone right in his ear. he could feel the rumbling of his friend's voice in his chest and the truth in his words. the only thing that would've made this better was a warm blanket and a sweet movie playing in front of them. the littler boy bounced on his toes, tightening his grasp on Lu and smiling like an idiot. "yeah. only if I get a million spiderman-kisses, too." Quinn intertwined both of his hands with Luka's. this would be a complicated mess, but one he was willing to dive into headfirst. no one, not Amelia or Ian or cruel parents, would ever be able to rip him away from his best friend- no, boyfriend. the word would feel heavy and awkward on his tongue for a while, but in a good way. a new name to get used to and a new lover to depend on. Miles rocked back on his heels and bit his lip, squeezing Lu's fingers. this perfect boy was his now. him and his dark rumpled hair, that smirk that made Quinn's stomach flutter, those amber eyes- god, those eyes were bright and full and held more secrets then he could ever imagine. Miles could get endlessly lost in those golden hues, and at the same time feel like he was home. the way that Luka's brows creased when he was worried and the scars Quinn could feel beneath the cloth on his shoulders. his rich laugh, his cheesy pickup lines, his hugs and his kisses and his fingers that plucked away on the guitar like it was another piece of him. all of that was Quinn's to admire. after being alone for so long and being forced to be independent, having Luka was almost like a dream. he'd been lucky enough to find his childhood friend and realize he'd loved him since the day they reunited. Quinn loved Lu more than he loved himself. that damn boy was making his eyes sting and his vision blur. he tried to blink those stupid tears from his gaze, letting those turquoise orbs flit to the ground while he tried to regain his composure, a grin tugging away at his lips. "that rhymed, you jackass." his voice only wobbled a little. Luka's fingers were gripped a little tighter, the shorter teen's thumb tracing circles onto his boyfriend's hand.

(d'awwwww)

[foxes800]

((Sorry this took so long. Hopefully, replies will start picking up now that I have more time on my hands.))

Luka
-----Within seconds of Quinnely’s reply, that signature Luka grin dominated the werewolf’s expression, turning the corners of his lips up and giving his gaze an especially vibrant light. This was probably the happiest Quinn had ever seen him. The signature grin was large enough to make Luka’s cheeks ache, his excitement so wild that he literally picked Quinnely up off the ground and into a giant bear hug. “I don’t think that will be a problem,” he murmured affectionately. And as if to prove his point, he pressed his lips to his boyfriend’s once more, continuing to hold the smaller male in the air, tucked in tight against his chest. After the final, quick embrace, Quinn was allowed to set two feet back on the ground, a sheepish smile dancing across Lu’s lips coupled with a soft dusting of pink on his cheeks. “Um... we should probably be picking out some sheet music. I’d hate for Olive to come storming in and catch us.” Even though he desperately wanted others to know that Miles was off the market, to let everyone know who Miles belonged to. Werewolves could be pretty possessive over their imprintees, their soul-mates, and Luka was certainly no exception. “Now, let the romance master wipe away those tears and get you some song options, yeah?” Once Lukes had gotten rid of all the salty streaks that ran down Quinn’s face, he begrudgingly separated himself from his pal and grabbed a stack of papers off the high shelf behind them, handing the music to Quinn to shift through and select from. He hated pulling away, but it had to be done. If Olive didn’t come barging in, Mr. Colemann surely would. And Luka did not want to have an after school discussion with him as well. Dealing with an angry alpha was plenty of drama for one night.
-----Once Quinnely had decided on a suitable song for three unusually paired instruments, it was time to come back out. With a soft squeak, the door was pushed open, the werewolf walking out first and flashing a cheeky grin to the other musicians in the room. “Sorry, we couldn’t agree on a song. It took a while, but we finally settled on something.” To everyone but Quinn, it seemed he could lie easily and convincingly. Well… to everyone but Quinn and Amelia.
-----There she was, the queen of the school, perched atop Mr. Colemann’s desk, legs crossed at the ankle, and glaring down his boyfriend as if Miles had personally offended her. Amelia was just an untrusting, cold witch, and she wasn’t about to believe anything Luka had to say about his relationship with Quinnely. She suspected something was going on between the two boys. But, as usual, her malice was quickly masked by a practiced, sweet, innocent smile and a cheery tone. “Lukey Poo!” she squealed, pushing herself up and running over, practically jumping into his arms. “I didn’t see you at lunch. I missed ya, ya big dummy.” In their position, Amelia had her head nestled into Luka’s shoulder, her face directed towards the back of the room and out of the sight of others. This allowed her to look over at Quinn without anyone else seeing the hateful gaze. She stared him down for what seemed like an eternity, reveling in the fact that Quinn liked her boyfriend. She didn’t have any proof of this, but she assumed he did. And she’d be damned if she didn’t play her relationship with Luka to her advantage. “Jealous, Quinny Bear?” she mouthed over to the boy, pulling away ever so slightly so she was in sight of her boyfriend. “I thought you were mad at me?” Lukes finally spoke up. And he sounded clearly uncomfortable. Quinnely had just agreed to be his boyfriend, and they genuinely love each other. Yet, he was stuck in the arms of some cruel, spoiled brat. “I could never be mad at you, Luka. Together forever.” Amelia put particular emphasis on her final word, briefly glancing Quinn’s way to see if she could spot a reaction. And just in case there wasn’t one… Amelia made it crystal clear just who Luka belonged to, out in public, anyways. Without another second’s hesitation, the girl leaned up on tip toes, pressing her lips firmly to her boyfriend’s; however, her eyes didn’t shut. Vibrant blue orbs, matching the white wolf’s perfectly, flickered over to Quinn, glaring him down once more.
-----When Amelia finally pulled away from Luka, she turned to Quinnely. “Quinn, I heard from Ian that you and Luka used to be really good friends. I’m so glad you guys are catching up and hanging out again! You should have just told me that from the get go. I would have kept Ian and his gang away from you.” Not really. Amelia was simply playing nice for Mr. Colemann. “Anyways, we should really catch up sometime. I’d like to get to know you a bit better since you used to be so close to Luka’s. I’ll meet you at your locker after school today, okay? We can hang out while Luka has football practice.”

((Guess who decided to show up a post early. >:) She is gonna threaten Quinnely and play with his feelings like there is no tomorrow.))

[bee]

✦// ｑｕｉｎｎｅｌｙxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
↷↷. XXit's been a long day without you, my friend

the steps out of the supply closet felt light and airy, almost unreal. he had to think it over, if what had just happened had really happened. Luka's warmth had yet to fade from around his waist and a smile was still etched over his face. that disappeared as soon as the wicked witch of the west was in his sights. bright green hues took place in a wide-eyed stare, mouth and fists both clenched. for a moment Quinn resembled a deer caught in the headlights, looking onto the car that was about to run him over pitilessly. that's what Amelia was, a devilish girl that wanted to be on top and would kick and claw at anyone or anything to get there. and here she was, kicking and clawing, latching onto Luka and purring sweet, gooey words like a cat with a sugar coated tongue. those saccharine words made Quinn want to spit. he folded his arms with robotic movements, swallowing hard. spite gripped at him with icy fingers. the phrase that dripped like poisoned nectar from her mouth, "together forever", ripped Miles out of his quiet bubble of malice. he snorted, looking down at the ground with a little grin tugging on his lips. she was filled with cheesy lines and puke-worthy nicknames. her next action shut him up. foul words formed in the back of his throat, begging to be let out. that is, until Quinnely realized she was kissing the lips he'd already beaten her to. his smile returned, only this time it was the grin of an animal flashing it's sharp teeth, ready to bite. for once, her lethal signature grin was matched. cerulean blue met his own calm ocean green orbs, the two colors clashing like lightning clawing at the sky above the sea. finally, the she-devil dropped the bomb; she wanted to chat while Luka was away at practice after school. now, there were two ways to go about this. an excuse could be made, something formed on the spot that would put her at bay but only make her angrier in the future. he could go home to a warm bed and sleep, watch a movie, anything that involved no interaction with the female. or he could agree and stop being a wimp, meet this girl face-to-face and maybe tell her off for once. there was the risk of her bringing Ian's thugs, at least the ones that weren't in football practice. Quinn's boyfriend would be too busy on the field to help if things got nasty. he ran over these options, knowing what he had to do, though honestly he would rather bury himself in a pit. "that sounds lovely, Amelia. thank you." even though he was forced to keep his cool, Quinn had a wild, burning urge to stride up to her and rip out her hair. green irises flickered briefly to scan Luka's face. he was uncomfortable, he might as well have been holding a sign that said it, though other than that Lu was a pretty good actor. Quinn flicked up his eyebrows in a way that said, "what're you gonna do?" then addressed the girl still perched right up next to his boyfriend. "now, are you and Luka going to catch up or should I escort you out?" it was blunt and gave off the obvious vibes that she wasn't wanted, but he still offered her that dimpled smile that spoke volumes of an angry beast hiding behind locked teeth.

[foxes800]

-----The tension in the air was palpable, but Quinn was handling himself nicely. Lukes was pretty proud of the little twerp. Few were brave enough to match Amelia’s cruel gaze let alone agree to some one on one quality time with her. And it was safe to say, the queen bee was startled as well, thrown off her game even. “Uh... really?” It took her a moment to recover from the shock, but when she did, her attitude came back full force. “Fantastic! You know, Quinny Bear, I was starting to think you hated me.” Which he did and she was well aware of. Of course, the wicked witch of the west had a plan to deal with that as well. There was only one thing better than being hated: being feared. “Nah, I’m going to let my darling Lukey Poo and his pal, Olive Oil, practice right now. I don’t want to be a distraction.” Amelia would deal with Quinn this afternoon. So, with one more cruel glare and an obnoxious kiss to her boyfriend’s lips, the couple split, and the queen bee went prancing off down the hall. Once she left, an uncomfortable silence settled over the room before “Olive Oil” finally chose to break the tension. “What a brat. If you need any help dealing with her Quinn, just make it to the football field. I don’t care what torturous exercise coach is having us do, I’ll come back ya up, and you know Lu will too.” But that could pretty much go without saying. By the way Luka was hovering by Quinn, it was obvious that the werewolf was concerned for his boyfriend’s sake. “You sure you’ll be fine handling Amelia on your own? I mean, yeah, all of Ian’s gang is on the football team, so you won’t have to worry about them... But still?” Luka couldn’t help worrying like he always did. He was the one who had always protected Quinn, and here he was, letting his boyfriend go off and deal with Amelia without any backup at all.
-----The rest of the day had flown by without a hitch. Luka had had a couple of classes with his boyfriend, and Ian’s gang didn’t even try to bother them as they chatted back and forth. Not to mention, Lu had football practice after school, which the energetic werewolf simply adored. Overall, it was a decent day. The only thing the teen was dreading was separating from his Quinny Bear and letting him go off alone with Amelia. Back in the halls again, Luka kept a death grip on his pal’s wrist as he dragged them to their lockers. People were laughing, running, cheering, all excited to get out of the building and go home. In all the chaos, Luka didn’t want them to get separated prematurely. “Are you absolutely 100% sure you’ll be fine with Amelia today? Like Ollie said, if ya need us, run to the fields.” Both of the boys would be keeping an eye out for Quinn in case he needed them. “Just... don’t trust her, and don’t listen to anything she has to say. I don’t know why she wants to speak with you one on one, but it’s not going to be good.” There was no doubt in his mind that his “girlfriend” would try something this afternoon. It wasn’t in the queen bee’s nature to get to know someone she hated without some kind of motive. Of course, Luka didn’t realize just how far the girl would take it. “Anyways, practice ends at six. After you chat with the wicked witch, you can stay and watch if you’d like. Then, I can give ya ride home? It beats walking.”

((I said I'd have a post up tonight. It's super late at night/morning, but Imma count it. xux))

[bee]

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after Quinn thanked the boys for their offer of protection and reassured Lu that everything would be fine, the rest of the day went smoothly. classes, teachers, a bit of homework, and best of all, a few hours with Luka. most classes consisted of mouthing words back and forth from across the room, sometimes waving arms and pointing. but in math Quinn sat directly behind him, giving the boy the opportunity to kick his boyfriend's chair and slip a dozen or so teeny love notes into the hood of his jacket. the bell sounded, and the usual flood of kids went pounding out the door, hollering and dragging their friends along. Lukes joined in, grabbing Quinnely's wrist and tugging him along. the hallways thrived with teenager's shouts, a constant hum of voices that mashed together chaotically. Quinnely leaned against his locker, a foot propped up on the wall and a hand still gripping Luka's wrist in return, gently and out of sight. his thumb rubbed tiny circles on the back of his partner's hand as he chewed on his cheek. he wasn't afraid of Amelia- he was nervous about what she'd say. had she figured things out? she was evil, but she was smart. and if she had enough information, that girl could wreck everything. "I think I'll be okay. It's just Amelia, right? how much can she do." he was trying to believe it himself, but honestly, he was just dealing with a jealous girl. she only had words to spit. the smaller boy offered a dimpled smile to Luka. "of course I'm staying to watch. you think I'd miss my boyfriend getting beaten down to size? c'mon." Miles said it with a soft tongue, aware of everyone else around them. "a ride would be great, but I uh...yeah, yeah. a ride is great. I wanna be with you at the end of the day." the 'rents wouldn't be happy about it, but he would. Quinn clasped his hand in Luka's and brought him in for a short hug, but managed to sneak in a lingering kiss to his cheek without anyone noticing. with a little huff of a laugh and a clap on the shoulder, he started to walk off towards the field. "go get crushed, loser."
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the bleachers were the coldest thing Quinn had ever felt. literally, sitting on the bench was like perching on ice. so he ended up standing next to the first row with his arms folded and tucked into his body, puffing warm white clouds into the air. snow blanketed the field, the lines just hardly visible through the thin layer. Quinnely craved a cuddle session with Lu more than ever right now. he'd rather be slowly drifting off to sleep, curled up into his boy's chest than waiting for the football team to come out to practice. he let go of a slow sigh, his breath looked like smoke. the colorless sky was blotted out with clouds. another snowstorm? hopefully, watching the team freeze their behinds off would be more than amusing. the only thing that Miles was dreading was Amelia's presence. he tugged up the hood of his sweatshirt with numb fingers, a shiver coursing through his frame from head to toe. there was the loud crash of a metal door being thrown open carelessly, then the barks and hollers of boys as they jogged outside and realized how cold it was. Quinn snorted. a few swears caught themselves in the air, a few hearty laughs. his seagreen eyes flickered up to meet the teens as the made their way towards the center. ah, damn. he'd forgotten to ask what Luka's number was. he got to work with scanning the crowd, searching for his sweetheart.

[foxes800]

((Three decades later... fox posts.))

-----After their painfully short embrace, Quinn headed for the fields, and Luka left for the locker room, worrying his lip between his teeth in an anxious anticipation of what was to come. And the teen was right to worry, Amelia was confident in her plan. The she-devil carried herself through the halls with her head of blonde waves held high, manicured nails wrapped loosely around the books in her arm, and her heels clicking softly against the checkered tiles. As she pushed the back door of the school open, the chilly air hit her, sending a shiver down her spine that was as frigid as her soul. This shock didn’t throw her off, however. Immediately, her cerulean gaze honed in on the figure sitting in the metal bleachers. “Quinny Bear!” her practiced, sickeningly-sweet voice shrieked. A hand raised in the air waving at the teen as she hurried over. “I’m so glad you agreed to our little chat.” She would play nice for now. And if Quinn didn’t cooperate, she could play the bitch just as easily. “Is Lukey Poo out here yet? He’s number twenty three... Oh! There he is!” Amelia stood from her spot beside the human, and began to wave at her boyfriend, earning a smile from said male. Or, so she thought. Luka had spotted the other werewolf long before she had noticed him, but he wasn’t smiling at her. Rather, he was focused on the figure seated nearby. “Hey Quinn. Hey Amelia.” The names were ordered purposefully, greeting his favorite first rather than deal with his girlfriend. But from that point on, the pair received no other contact from Lu. Coach began the second all his players were on the field, running them through torturous warm ups and forcing them to exercise and break a sweat. How cruel. Meanwhile, Amelia followed the coach’s example, grabbing the boy's wrist and getting straight down to business. She dragged him to a more private location, the nearby forest. Once she was sure they were deep enough to not be bothered, she addressed him. “I want you to stay away from my Lukey Poo. I know you’re gay, and I don’t want you corrupting my boyfriend... And don’t try to tell me you two weren’t hanging out. I know you were out in the forest together, and I saw you two talking in the ice cream shop.” This was the most polite warning Quinn would receive from her. Her other option was far more terrifying. “Now, I could sit here and threaten you all day, but I know you don’t give a crap. You don’t have any other friends besides Luka, and your reputation at this school is already trashed. So, I’ll just have to go after Luka, your weakness. Next time, he’ll pay the price. You hang out with him, and I’ll ruin his reputation. After all, if you’re more important to him than me, he needs to be taught a lesson anyways.” Amelia offered up a vicious smile. “Do you understand, dweeb? You’re not cool enough to hang out with him, me, or any of our crowd.”

[bee]

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watching Amelia strut up to him changed his mood quickly. it was as if her blond curly locks, brightly painted nails, and puckishly fake smile brewed a new emotion in him. he wasn't furious, but angry was a nice term. Quinnely was sick of her. he wanted her gone, and talking to her was going to be a bore of the same "stay away from Luka" he'd heard millions of times before. not only that, but anxiety still ran like poison in his veins, telling him to get away from here as quick as possible. he shoved his hands in his pockets to keep from fidgeting. he couldn't meet her eyes when she walked up and purred a welcome to him and Luka. "twenty three?" the echo was a soft mumble, hardly audible. he made a mental note. Lu offered a welcome right back. all three of them together at once made Quinn feel sick to his stomach; him and the other boy might be dating, but everyone else thought that Amelia and Luka were still going strong. it made him want to squirm. before Quinn had much time to say anything, he was roped by the wrist and dragged out towards the trees. "what the hell?" he snapped, giving a yank, but her sharp nails dug in tightly. Miles obediently followed her, hissing foul words every time she made him trip on a tree root or a rock sticking out of the ground like a sore thumb. the deeper they ventured into the forest, the more his panic set in. what was she planning on doing? killing him out here? she was mad. what was so secretive that she couldn't lecture him on the field about? she gave her speech, and Quinn was glad to find that it was a lot more polite than he'd expected. less offensive than anything else she'd ever spat at him. he did flinch back at the gay remark- it took him by surprise for her to go out and say it like she was sure. this was a warning, he realized, something to scare him out of being around Lu. honestly, if Amelia was the smart girl Quinnely took her as, she would know that there's no keeping the two apart. right now was when Miles had to make a big decision; to play off being friends with Luka and force her to believe he didn't care for him, or stand up and claim the boy as his. it was a step he didn't want to take, and once he did there was no turning back. "you're crazy." nervousness melted into a laugh. "what, do you have spies everywhere now? I'll make sure to keep an eye out...look, I don't know why you care so much about him. you think he doesn't know you cheat on him all the time? you just want to claim people. it's always control with you, isn't it?" he let his back rest against a tree, fingers twitching in his pockets. he was a little drained of color, but he didn't let himself break eye contact with those cerulean hues. "you can't do anything to him. Luka's a better person than you'll ever be. I don't think you quite understand that you're just a little girl that can't handle having her favorite toy taken away." Quinnely crossed his legs at the ankle, quirking a dark brow. "I love him. I love Luka Ryals more than I love anything at this stupid school, you have that part right. I'd rather be over there making out with your Lukey Poo than having this little chat. and if you've got a problem with that, bite me."

[foxes800]

-----Since when did Quinn have a backbone? Amelia was stunned into silence, her cruel smile temporarily wiped clean off her face. She’d been expecting a snarky response, but this was ridiculous! Once the initial shock from the teen’s admission had worn off, nothing but pure anger filled its spot. “You. Love. Luka!?... Making out with him!? Was that what you two were doing for so long in the closet?” For being the stereotypical blonde cheerleader, Amelia caught on pretty quickly, and she wasn’t taking it so well. The female werewolf refused to believe her boyfriend was gay like Quinn. “Stay away from Luka!” she screeched, taking an intimidating step closer to the boy. “Bite me.” Oh, she’d bite him alright. A vicious snarl ripped through the petite teen. It was an animalistic, angry sound that could shake you to the core. Full, red lips pulled back from her teeth, revealing sharp canines and dangerous pearly whites. “Stay away from Luka!” the queen bee hissed, her voice much lower and raspier than before. By this point, her entire body had begun to shake, sickening snaps and pops echoing through the chilly, forest air. As her bones broke, she collapsed to the ground, resting on her hands and knees as fur sprouted from her skin, her skull elongated, and her body changed form. After another minute, the wicked witch that Quinn had come to know was gone. In her place, stood the same large, snowy wolf that had chased him through the forest just a day earlier. Familiar cerulean hues bore into the teen as the creature took another step towards him, muscles rippling under her coarse pelt. Amelia’s head lowered, her ears pinned back against her skull, and another ferocious, throaty growl ripped through her. Then, she lunged. In their close proximity with Quinn already trapped against a tree, it was easy for her to catch her prey. Her powerful jaw latched onto Quinn’s shoulder, ripping and tearing at the soft flesh. She wasn’t in control of herself anymore, that much was safe to say.