Scooby Do Where are You? {Drake}

[Marissa Skye ☀]

Wow, it certainly was funny how time could fly whether you were having fun or not. Almost two weeks had past since Corbin had first had her brought to the compound. Ok, well maybe it was only one week but it still felt as if it was two. It had also been forty eight hours since she'd accidentally unlocked her guardian dragon. She'd really thought he was going to eat her over that one and it was only by shear will that she managed not to try to escape before he could. Logic told her that would only have made matters worse and after he'd had a bit of time to ... cope... He'd come around to seeing things her way... Sort of...a little.. ok, not really but at least he wasn't snapping at her and muttering foul things under his breath. That had to say something right? Right. Always best to look on the bright side of things.

Sighing a bit pitifully, the petite blond wiggled her newly painted cotton candy toes and set the bottle aside. She'd changed the color at least fifty million times in the past few days but she'd always returned to this bright, frothy tone. It suited her and made her think of delicious, melt in your mouth sugar. Her lover also seemed to like it although not as much as the Sex Me Up red. That one had landed her flat on her back without so much as a hello kiss or a chocolate bon bon. He certainly was an insatiable creature.. and one that definitely reminded her of her favorite flavor of chocolate.

At the thought of sugar, Rissa groaned and looked to her pile of comfort food. Corbin had allowed her to bring all her favorite things with her and there were currently fixings for her most adored snack ever just awaiting her desire. Deciding it was high time to have at it, she bounced up, grabbed the ingredients and marched resolutely towards the kitchen area. Yeah, yeah, Corbin had warned her to stay in his rooms when he or his new second weren’t around but damn it... she was tired of hiding out like some sort of weak kneed damsel in distress. If some beastie wanted to take a nip out of her hide, well , it would get a taste of her version of the newspaper.

About half way there, Rissa became aware that she was being stalked. Shadows seemed to bend and blend with the darkness. Pretending not to be worried, she strolled along and then blew the doors to the kitchen area wide open. The "kitchen" consisted of a fiery spit, an old fashioned fireplace and heated rocks. Several... things... hovered around and one turned to growl at her only to have her hold up her hand and give it a silencing look. After casting a glance at the others, it hushed but prowled towards her. Rissa's brow arched but she simply bounced forward and placed her things on the wooden trestle.

"Wow.... When Corbin said primitive.. he really meant it.." she trilled out, ignoring the stains of blood that seemed to be all over the place. "I hope you all will forgive me but I was in need of some chocolate. Chocolate cures ever ailment and I think its high time we all have a discussion while coming to terms with how things are going to be around here. Since I wanted to make this special snack, it seemed only logical that you fine sirs would be the appropriate place to start... "

Casting them all a beaming smile that had them sitting back on their haunches in confusion, Marissa nodded her head and congratulated herself on making headway. The sound of feet behind her snapped her head around but it was only the ever present female wolf, Danger , who was slinking in the open..doorway? that lead to the surrounding forest. The wolf froze as soon as she saw Rissa and curled a lip. The snarl that seemed to crawl out of her throat made the little witch tense and she was glad she did when two more of the females stepped inside and sneered at her. The men in the room seemed to retreat a bit, leaving Marissa on her own. Danger prowled forward and made a wide circle around her as she seemed to size her up. Sighing, the blond stepped away from the make shift trestle and gave the woman a fierce look back. So this was the way it was going to be… so be it then.

“Is there a problem or are you just normally this … bitchy? You kind of resemble someone who has something stuck where the sun don't shine.” she said, firing the first round.

That seemed to take the other female back a stride. Dangers eyes flashed with something Rissa couldn’t quite make out but she thought it was a flash of respect. Instantly, her evaluation of the situation changed and she lifted her chin and meet her gaze with a knowing one of her own. Things were about to get interesting.

“Well, well…The barbie doll has a mouth... Got anything to back that up, chica? I must say... you've lost me a bit of money this week... I had $20 bucks that you'd never emerge from the Fae's bed.....I’m surprised to see you still alive after being locked in his rooms… “ the dark haired beauty sneered back. “Did he finally let you out to play with the big dogs? Could it be that hes growing tired of his little play toy?”

Snorting, Marissa rolled her eyes and pinned a glare on the other two women as they started to step forward. The glint in her eyes made their brows arch and snarls peel back their lips.

“Oh no… Your master ISN’T tired of me and neither am I tired of him… He’s such a magnificent lover, you know….” Rissa purred, knowing some of this encounter was due to the jealousy of the other bitchs in the “pack”. “In fact, it was for that very reason that I came to the kitchens.. I am making a delicious little snack to revive our … energy.. You know, bed play takes so much out of a girl…and you must admit... Sugar is so much better than..... leftovers... Your leader is a man of discriminating tastes.... ”

Another look flashed across the brunettes face and Rissa knew that she’d scored another point. The pieces of this puzzle were starting to fall into place and something told her that this was an important stepping stone in what kind of life she would have here. Danger had come here with every intention of testing her… Determining her ability to be the alpha female on the block. It made sense in a weird sort of way... Any dominant female would want rights to the dominant male. In wolf mentality, only the strongest could rule and Rissa realized that she would have to earn her place.

“Ah yes… it must be so hard being his whore.” The other woman drawled. “That’s all you are to him… an easy piece of ass that isn’t capable of anything but warming his bed…. Unlike the rest of us. ”

Those words hit Rissa like a ton of bricks. She told herself she shouldn’t care what they thought of her and this was just an shot fired in the dark but it royally pissed her off. Fury flared from her eyes and her hand shot out to knock the other female across the room. Danger immediately shifted into wolf form and rebounded. She came at her with teeth bared and a growl so loud that it reverberated through out the “kitchen”. Waiting until the last moment, Rissa ducked underneath her leap and drew a binding ward on her belly as she soared over the top of her.

Unable to check herself, the wolf sprawled on the floor and lay struggling against the spell. The other two women shifted and then darted in to join the fray but a snarl from the downed female made them hesitate. Marissa immediately warded them both off and slapped a silencing spell on them for good measure. She was pleased to note she wasn’t even breathing hard when she turned back to the original antagonizer.

Stalking forward, she eyed the female and then arched a brow.

“Do you yield?” she asked her softly, not wanting to embarrass her any more than necessary.

For a long, tense moment, the female simply stared at her. A long conversation seemed to go on between them with no words spoken and then she whined. With effort, she rolled on her side and presented her throat in a gesture of submission. Kneeling down, Rissa released the spell but prepared for another battle if she’d been lying. To her surprise, the female back away a few feet and then laid her head respectfully on her paws. The gleam in her eyes spoke of a test well passed and Rissa shared an odd grin with her. Oh yeah, her first impression had indeed been right. Things were not always what they seemed and she sensed that she now had someone in her court.

Getting to her feet, she eyed the other two women and then released them. When one snapped at her, Danger lept the distance and took the bitch down with ease. Standing over her, she snarled and sent the other female a challenging look. Immediately backing down, she turned tail and ran for the door. The one underneath Danger whimpered and then sulked away as soon as she was free. Rissa arched a brow at the black wolf and then smiled. It seemed she now had a beta. Wasn’t life just FULL of interesting twists.

“Well, now that THAT is over…” she said, turning back to her prized possessions. “I am in desperate need of some chocolate.”


Eying the men who were now giving both women wide berth, she rolled her eyes and found a large pan. Taking it to the fireplace, she heard rustling behind her and knew Danger was shifting back to human form. Clothing was replaced and then the woman was like a shadow at Rissa’s side. It felt strange but she instinctively trusted the woman not to jump at her back and she had no doubts that she would keep others from doing the same thing.


Talking the whole time she was melting the chocolate and peanut butter together, the blond rambled about anything and everything that came to her mind. The shifters in the area seemed to stunned and bemused by her to return anything so she simply shrugged and threw the Chrispix cereal into the mixture along with the bag of powdered sugar. Once it was all covered equally, she laughed with glee and poured it into the Ziploc bags she’d brought along just for this purpose.

Somewhere during this effort, she looked up and found that Danger had slipped away and another figure was lurking in the doorway that lead to the hallway. It was Drake, Corbin’s second in command. Her brief bid for freedom was obviously over. Evidently Danger had reported her mischief to him and he was here to escort her back to Corbin's rooms.

Sighing, Rissa reached into a bag as she sauntered towards him and held out a piece of the crispy, chocolately treat.

“Scooby snack, Mr. Drake?”

[d]

Staring into his reflection in the still waters of the pound, he brushed a finger over his cheek and his nose to make sure the face he was seeing was indeed his. It still looked so alien, so weird after all this time entrenched in the woods with only the wild animals to keep him company. The memory of being human before that was foggy at best, like a fading dream. Standing over two feet alone was so…weird.

There he stood, muddy boots over the musky forest ground, faded jeans and an unzipped worn down leather jacket above his bare chest. Why human wore such cumbersome things as clothing he would never understand, but Corbin disliked the idea of his new plaything to gaze at the forms of naked men. He had been told that he wasn’t supposed to approach the compound unclothed.

And why had Corbin taken such a frail and soft thing into his protection anyways? She had several curves and lacked the strong muscles that most of the pack had. Drake had found himself curious when he had gazed at one or another of the females in the pack. Their form held differences from his and he wasn’t aware why they would capture his interest…still this Marissa had done so even more than the random female, and the sensations she caused onto him were confusing to say the least.

Somehow he found himself wandering if her skin would feel as soft as it looked under the touch of his fingers and why the sweet misty scent that she had caused a slight shiver to his own skin. That curiosity had brought him to gaze at her from afar when he believed no one could see him. Why their leader hadn’t just eaten her up already? And why Drake himself felt the urge of something akin to devouring the woman, something he didn’t quite understood what was?

He sniffed the scent of the air before he heard the sound of approaching another, it was the female called Danger that had come to tell him about the leader’s pet that had left his room and was standing amongst the others. She would be a tasty treat to any of the others and if some idiot gave in to the call of her bloody, it would face a gruesome fate at Corbin’s hands.

Moving back to the camp, Drake moved in fast, confident steps while keeping his head held high. He was the second in command and portrayed himself as such and the others stepped away from his path, not willing to test the prowess of the one that had gutted Terrence and gained the master’s favor.

Standing at the kitchen’s doorway, he sniffed the air and upon catching her scent that cause on him those same weird sensations that had before, he pushed those sensations down.

When her hand reached out with a piece of chocolate in it, he instinctively moved closer, sniffing it curiously as a wild animal would. The sweet smell of the chocolate drawing him closer, but when he was about to give into the temptation of biting it, he pulled back with a scowl.

“What you’re doing out here female? You weren’t supposed to leave Corbin’s quarters, can’t you follow a simple command?” he said before adding a snarl upon the nickname. Danger had shown him with a mockingly grin a picture of this ‘Scooby Doo’ before a growl from Drake had caused her to laugh, he had to fight hard to resist the urge of gutting the insolent female wolf right there. Why did Marissa insist to call him with the name of a brown dog when he obviously wasn’t one? What a strange creature she was indeed.

[Marissa Skye ☀]

My My... Someone had certainly gotten up on the wrong side of the bed! It must be something about the sleeping arrangements in the compound that everyone was always so snappy. Maybe she should talk to Corbin about improving the resting areas if it was the cause of such temper mental outbursts. One things was for sure, she was getting HEARTILY sick of being the object of most of the snarls.

Pulling the offered treat back, the petite blond stomped her foot and glared indignantly at her lover's second in command. Although this one was certainly better than the sly Terrance who always made her feel like he was mentally stripping her down and doing disgusting things to her, Drake still had the ability to make her angry.

The witch taken to calling him Scooby because .. well.. he was the one Corbin called on whenever he had work to do and it secretly allowed her to face him on more even footing. Cause, lets face it, the dude was ripped and there was a wildness in his eyes that made her want to run away and hide. That, she knew, would be a VERY big mistake. He would take it as a sign of weakness and she wasn't about to prove any of these idiots theories about her right.

"Don't you snarl at me, Scooby! I'll not have it and you best get that through your brain. I'm not one of your little soldiers and I'll not be treated as such." she snapped. "and further more, I'll do whatever the hell I want and I DARE you to stop me! Corbin may have put you in charge of his evil army but you are NOT my lover or father so stove it where the sun don't shine, puppy."

With an indignant huff, Rissa started to storm around him.

"I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself.. and if not... then I have no business being here to begin with... I will not be some sort of perceived weakness for Corbin when he already has enough to deal with... "

Stopping suddenly, she spun around and poked a finger right in his chest.

"Speaking of which.. WHY ARE YOU HERE AND NOT WITH HIM?? IF ANYTHING HAPPENS TO HIM, I"M GOING TO SKIN YOU ALIVE, SCOOBY!"

Worry caused her brows to furrow even though she knew it was ridiculous. Corbin was perfectly capable of handling his own business but the recent attempt on his life and his shaky grip on sanity made her fretful. Why, she still wasn't certain but the thought of anyone hurting him made her angry... Very, VERY angry.

[d]

The female had guts and was obviously out of her mind. That frail looking creature was actually scowling at him? And why in hell was he just standing there with his mouth hanging open and staring into her eyes instead of putting her into her place? She was Corbin’s pet, not his leader. Why did he task him with keeping her safe?

And didn’t she notice what a tasty treat she seemed to all the shifters around? How enticing her scent was? For Drake it was maddening, her scent alone was enough to drive his mind to utter confusion and as he wanted to silent her insolent mouth, he couldn’t bring himself to harm her. He did want to touch the annoying female, but not in a harmful way and that alone was beyond strange for him.

Living on his own for over a decade, Drake was deprived of the knowledge of the natural interactions between male and female. He was very capable of feeling the effects she caused on him, but lacked the proper understanding and social skills.

But when she poked at him and screamed, his temper flared. With a fierce grow, he brought his face closer to hers. “Corbin can take care of himself, he is the strongest of us and if he needed assistance he would call for me! I was left behind to make sure you didn’t get killed, don’t you know how you smell? How your scent rattles the wolf?”

With a snort, he closed his arms over his chest and glared at her. He was going to obey his others, even if he had to do so forcefully. She might not be appreciative, but Corbin would be much worse if something had happened to her…and he knew Drake would take any steps necessary to see that his orders were carried out.

“Now are you going back to Corbin’s quarters or I need to drag you there and tie you down?”

[Marissa Skye ☀]

Gasping, Rissa had to yank down on her temper hard before she blasted this mangy beast with the full effects of her power. Her dragon was getting restless and practically begging to come off her ear and eat the creature. Unfortunately, the witch knew Corbin would be upset with her for that so instead she gritted her teeth and glared.

"Back that thing up, wolf boy, or I will make you eat those words. Lay one hand on me and your goose is going to be cooked in more ways than one." she hissed at him. "You might think I'm all sweet and sugary but i guarantee you there's spice mixed in with it."

Then, turning on her heel, she huffed out of the kitchen as if it were her own idea and muttered to herself all the way back to Corbins rooms. The things she said weren't exactly complimentary to the wolf and the sight of Danger lurking outside the suite doors had her groaning.

"What is it with you wolves?" she snarled before stepping into the rooms and slamming to door in their faces.

Oh yesh... Marissa was in a snit. After a moments thought, she ripped open the door and tossed a bag of puppy chow to the female and hissed.

"Here.. Have a snack. Just don't give Scooby any!"

Then, she slammed the door again and gave a shriek of rage. DOGS!

[d]

With a fierce look, Drake stood his ground and gave a growl of exasperation at Marissa’s outburst. Such an insolent female, she should be gutted and…and…she had such eyes that had him lost for a moment and made it hard for him to look away. Why Corbin even allowed such a thing to live? And not only that, but ordered him to protect her.

Following close when she went towards the rooms to make sure she wouldn’t go anywhere else and get into trouble, he stood at the door and watched her as she slammed it close. Such an infuriating creature, why did she affect him like that? She cause such strange sensations on him, something other than anger and that he couldn’t quite describe but Drake’s heartbeat had increased when she looked at him with such fire in her eyes.

And then he watched her throw the bag to Danger and the smell of the chocolate assaulted his nostrils making him want it. But in his anger and stubbornness all he did was snarl out of frustration.

“Stupid female!” he cursed and frowned when his eyes met Danger’s. “Not a word!” he told her, the last thing he needed was another insolent female driving him insane, and Corbin hadn’t ordered that Danger shouldn’t be harmed as well. Moving towards a nearby tree, he leaned against it to sulk and keep guard, it was obvious he couldn’t simply turn his back at Marissa.

[danger]

Well, Well... Wasn't this just interesting.. It seemed that someone had his tail in a ringer and it wasn't over territory rights. At least, not territory that he seemed to be aware he was wanting. What was it about the little blond that seemed to have every male in the compound in a dither?

From what she could tell, she wasn't any different than any other female but she had certainly caused a stir. Corbin, himself, seemed to be smitten with her and that was something Danger had never thought to see. The man was known for his cold blooded nature and lethal tendencies but with Miss Skye... He was insanely possessive and fiercely protective.

She, herself, was under strict orders to remain by the woman's side and the earlier fight had been a set up for the rest of the bitchs'. Danger had been decidedly surprised when she hadn't had to pull her punches and had gotten her ass kicked anyways. The little blond witch might not look like much but there was a whole lot of power wrapped up in her. Nothing else would have been able to knock a shifter like herself off her feet.

Turning her attention back to the current moment, Danger shifted her own position and walked towards the other wolf. Taking the bag, she tossed it to him and then looked out over the trees. Having been an alpha female all her life, she wasn't scared of Drake at all but she knew to give him some space. He was struggling to come to terms with this modern world and his history made him almost as unstable as Corbin himself. If rumors were true, he had grown up almost completely animal and that made him unpredictable.

"You might as well try some... She obviously made enough to share and I sure as hell don't need that much sugar. It hypes me up so bad I can hardly stand it and since theres no action to be had...." she drawled before leaning on a section of fallen rubble. "She's gotten to you, hasn't she? You better not let the boss man see your interest..... You'll be dead before you know what hit you...."

[d]

The female was definitively infuriating, she was so stubborn and different from the other females in the pack. All soft and curvy, bright smile and smelling like honeysuckle and lilies, like freaking flowers! Why someone would want to smell like flowers was besides him. Drake hated her…

No, he didn’t hate her, it wasn’t really hate he was feeling for her. Even if she drove him insane and he couldn’t shut her off his thoughts and ignore her insults. Truth was however, that he had no idea why was that she stirred such reaction in him.

And freaking hell, the wolf couldn’t just stand still so he started to pace left and right with that angry frown marring his features, he felt like a beast caged, itching to get free and at the same time afraid to bolt through the cage door. Things were so much easier when his only concerns were finding prey and shelter from the rain.

But his instincts warned him of the approach of the other female, one of the pack and he instinctively grabbed the bag when she threw it at him. The chocolate smell invading his senses and his stomach growled. So obsessed with the female witch that he had forgotten to feed himself.

Rising the bag, he sniffed it like a savage animal would before tasting the strange combination. Moved by the hunger, he reached for a handful and eagerly shoved it into his mouth.

"She's gotten to you, hasn't she? You better not let the boss man see your interest..... You'll be dead before you know what hit you...."

Turning his face to face her, Drake once again frowned. “I don’t understand why Corbin keeps her alive…what you mean about ‘my interest’? Why would I have interest in an infuriating female?”

Yes, he was that clueless.

[danger]

Oh good god. Was she really about to be forced to have the "Birds and the Bee's" discussion with him? Surely he wasn't that naive about things! If he was, he better get his ass in gear and figure things out or the others would pick up on the vibe and he'd be the mockery of the pack.

Resisting the urge to bang her head on the wall, Danger sighed and gave him a grumpy look. Her dark eyes ran over his body and she couldn't help but wonder how the hell old he was and why the hell he'd never mated before. Because that is exactly what he was feeling. The biological urge to mate that was part of their animal chemistry.


"Dude... get a grip. Do us all a favor and find yourself a willing woman and get yourself laid. That is what it boils down to. You need to mate with a woman and get it out of your system. Honestly, I'm surprised you haven't all ready. Its not like your a bad looking guy and I'm sure the bitch's around here would love to scratch your itch. Take one of them and get your groove on or Corbin's going to rip your head off. "

Pushing away from the wall, the small spanish woman turned back to Rissa's door and flipped her shades down across her eyes. She couldn't help the heat of her own response as she covertly looked at Drake again and then away.

"Every male and female goes through a phase where they are attracted to the opposite sex. Its just nature and thats no doubt why your feeling a pull towards Ms. Skye. She's very feminine and attractive. However, for both your sakes, I strongly advise turning your attention elsewhere."

[d]

Living most of his life in the wilds, Drake lacked the knowledge of how to deal with human feelings. He was definitively more comfortable in the wolf’s skin than walking into his human feet, like the wolf was his true self and the human was some sort of weird recurring dream. Sure that even as the wolf he had felt the urge to mate, but he had been alone for so long and without any sort of guidance that he never really knew what it was.

And Danger’s words caused his mind to piece together the confusion within his mind. The curiosity he felt for the females, the flowery scent of Marissa that drove him crazy…the mention of sex caused a part of his long forgotten memory to come back.

When he was a little boy and another one of the older orphans had that old magazine hidden under his bed…Drake was naturally curious about it. Only at that time, the urge didn’t quite affect him as it did now.

His eyes widened as his mind went over such notion. Rissa smooth skin that had him always fighting back the urge to reach out and touch her, devour her completely, a different kind of hunger. That was why Corbin was so possessive of the woman?

His eyes turned to Danger in confusion, and within his eyes was a hunger that made his sight linger on her curves. She was right, now that he thought about it, he could feel his own skin heat up as he looked at the female’s form.

Taking a step towards her, he grabbed her arm and sniffed her skin. It wasn’t the flowery smell like Marissa, but that smell didn’t fail to ignite his mind in a similar way. “You’re a female,” he said pulling her closer to him. Was that why Danger had always managed to anger him so easily, to get under his skin? Because he was attracted to her?

[danger]

For a moment Danger was trying to ignore the whole damned conversation because, lets face it, it was damned uncomfortable to be talking about sex with a dude that should have already knew all the ins and outs of the process. No pun intended. Surely he'd seen the others slinking in and out of the shadows doing things that should have been second nature to the animal inside? It wasn't as if the rest of the beast in this compound had any reservations about the act or where they did it 90% of the time.

Most of the time, it seemed like one big orgy and Danger had taken to the forests to get away from it all. She was the only female in the compound who didn't relish getting it on with every tom, dick or harry in the place and she'd smacked down more than one male for approaching her. As the alpha bitch, she was allowed to pick and choose who she took to her bed and when. Terrance had been the last idiot to demand the right of alpha male and he'd slunk away with his tail between his legs. If there was one thing she didn't share, it was her body. She'd had to to that in the past and it was something she would never do again unless it was by her choice.

Drakes suddenly movement towards her had Danger snapping out of her thoughts and gasping in surprise as he hauled her against his hard body. Stiffening instantly, she felt her body go on red alert and a snarl worked its way from her chest and up her throat. With lips pulled back in a feral snear, the shifter put a hand on his chest and ignored the spark of heat that pasted between them. Shoving hard, she growled.

"Oh no you don't, buddy....Don't even THINK to look at me with that twinkle in your eye.... I'm not one of your pack bitchs. I'm damned straight female but you haven't earned the right to my bed or my body." she hissed before turning on her heel and putting space between them. "I don't bed down with just anyone. I have more taste than that and I'm not in the mood to play teacher to a wet behind the ear pup who needs his first initiation."

Then, shifting into wolf form, she glanced over her shoulder and cast a glance over her shoulder. Unconsciously, she seemed to fling a challenge in his face and then bounded off with an animalistic grace that made the ground soar past beneath her.

[d]

Watching the wolf stride away, Drake howled in anger, feeling the speed beating of his heart and the blood running in his veins.

“DAMNED FEMALES, MESSING WITH MY HEAD! I SHOULD…I SHOULD…” and that was the time his voice turned into an unintelligible growling. The wolf was utterly lost in his confusion and he didn’t have a clue of how to handle it. His mind swirled back and forth with the memory of Marissa’s flowery scent and the heat Danger’s words had provoked in him.

Growling like a savage animal would, Drake punched a hole with his fist in the massive tree next to him, hearing the cracking of the bones in his hand before he pulled his hand back and wrapped it with the other, he focused on the pain and took a deep breath, it was something he could focus on, something that he was familiar with. But even that wasn’t enough to distract his mind when his wound had already started to heal.

Rushing towards the pound nearby, the wolf threw himself into the cold waters bellow hoping it would help cooling down his own mind.