Pairings: Chloe/Jacob, Lois/Paul, Lana/Embry
Disclaimer: I don't own Smallville/Twilight
Summary: Chloe, Lois and Lana head to Forks to get away from exes and their life in Smallville--to be normal for once as they celebrate graduating from high school. They don't know three things though. One is that they're wearing different colored kryptonite necklaces...two is that they've been imprinted on...and THREE is that Forks is the LAST place to go to if you're looking for safety and normalcy.
Written from paranormal25 prompt # 67: charm
Chloe wasn’t exactly sure what was going on.
One minute she’d awoken to the sound of Lois and Lana spilling their guts to a bunch of strangers, and then she’d realized that Pole Boy was there, and then he was stalking towards her, gaze animalistic…and he was kissing her.
Confused, not quite sure how one was supposed to react in this sort of situation, Chloe froze, gasping into the kiss as the handsome Native American pushed her back against the wall with a thud.
Something inside of Chloe reacted, a near purr escaping her lips and before she even realized it she was kissing back, hands digging deep into his ponytail, teeth nibbling on his bottom lip, leg trailing up his to curl around his waist.
A mixture of a growl and a whimper escaped his mouth into hers as he pressed her harder against the wall, letting her feel just how much he approved of that action.
And then---and then Chloe snapped out of it and she gasped, horrified by her behavior, and she unhooked her leg, pushing him away from her. When he moved towards her again her arm flew out and slapped him with enough to cause his head to turn and a red print to form on his cheek. “What the hell?”
“Fuck!” He cried out, cradling his jaw. “You broke my jaw!”
Two males looked at Lois and Lana before they exchanged nervous looks.
“Please, if she’d broken your jaw you wouldn’t be able to speak!” A pretty female announced, looking completely entertained with the situation. “And what did you expect when you practically sexually molested her before even introducing yourself you idiot?”
Mortified, Chloe’s green gaze too in just how many people had just witnessed her melting down into a hussy seconds ago. Her face flushed red in frustration, confusion, and embarrassment. “Don’t you laugh!” She snapped at Lois, while Lana was just grinning at her. “What the hell is going on here?”
And that was how she got caught up to date with the situation. She sat on the sofa arm next to Lana, keeping a large, distrustful distance between her and the one named Jacob Black---or, whom she now liked to call---Tentacles. “So you’re all wolf shifters, you know that we’re metahumans, and vampires are bad. Okay. We’re all up to date.”
Jacob watched her intensely from where he was leaning against the wall, hand against his still throbbing jaw.
Chloe ignored him.
“That part I get and have no problem with.” She admitted, running a hand through her hair. “The part I’m having problems understanding is why we’re discussing this. Why would you come to us and tell us your secret?”
Lois and Lana paused, looking at each other. They obviously hadn’t thought that, and now that Chloe had asked the question so were they, even if only in their minds.
“This can’t be just an act of good faith?” Sam asked vaguely, leaning backwards on one of the sofas.
Chloe sneered, leaning forwards. “Now, you see, you’re questioning our intelligence.” She kept her narrowed eyes on Sam’s, not letting his gaze go. “If you’d just wanted to thank us for our help, then all you had to do was leave after Lois slammed her door on your face. The fact that hothead over here showed off his inhuman strength on purpose means you came here with the mentality to show us your canine-side…and since you’re guardians and your identities are vital to keep secret and it’s idiotic to just be telling every other person…there’s a reason behind this that you still haven’t told us.”
The werewolves were silent, a little uncomfortable.
Sam shifted nervously under her intense gaze.
Lois and Lana shared suspicious looks, going on guard for the first time since they’d taken to Jacob and manhandled him.
Jacob just grinned at Chloe, as if he was proud of her for putting his Alpha in such a tough spot.
Chloe continued to visually ignore Jacob Black…but she could sense this…and it bothered her more than she was ever put into words.
Leah looked like she wanted to chuck a lamp at Sam and scream for him to carry on…to stop fidgeting under the tiny blonde’s suspicious glare.
“How much do you know about werewolves, Chloe? Or Wolves in general?” Emily asked, causing Chloe and the others to turn to look at her.
Chloe thought the question over for a moment. “Not much, actually. I know that in real werewolves there’s a lunar cycle to their changes---so you’re more shifter than werewolves---and I know that werewolves don’t have any fault about what they do under the light of the moon. They have no control of the beast, and most try to lock themselves up so that they don’t hurt anyone while under the call of the predator’s instinct.”
Sam relaxed now that Chloe’s hard gaze wasn’t on him.
“We’ve come up against a couple of werewolves in Smallville.” Lois winced at the memory. “Not a good memory. They were rogues though, not caring what their wolves did on the full moons or how many innocents got hurt. Thankfully a metahuman can’t become infected by a werewolf virus because we’re already infected by the meteor one, otherwise all three of us would be werewolves from the scratches and bites we received from those confrontations.”
Paul frowned, gaze on Lois.
“So, we have to admit, we weren’t the happiest of campers when all of a sudden huge wolves appeared in the midst of the vampires. We automatically assumed, due to past experiences, that you were either working together with the vampires and had had a falling out, or you were angry that your hunting zone was being targeted by another predator.” Lana admitted, grabbing the red stone resting against the indent of her collarbone. “I mean, Chloe said so, we’ve met some good wolves, but mostly they’ve given into the Instinct and just end up being rabid animals needed to be taken care of.”
Chloe narrowed her eyes.
She’d noticed the two named Paul and Embry staring with scary intensity at Lois and Lana, as if unable to look at anything else that wasn’t them. Anything the girls said the boys reacted to, mostly in worry though----but also in fascination.
It kinda reminded Chloe a little of Jacob Black’s attitude.
It was annoying…in a hot-kinda-way.
“Anything else?” Emily asked in the silence, giving the three girls a comforting, encouraging smile. “That you know about wolves or werewolves?”
“They’re pack animals.” Lois offered, motioning to the large group in the living room. “They form these tight, unbreakable bonds with their family that they never break.”
“Unless they’re challenging the Alpha for dominance.” Jacob corrected.
“Or someone threatens their mate.” Paul added with a glare to Leah.
Leah just snorted and rolled her eyes at him as if calling him an idiot.
Chloe really liked that girl.
Lana’s eyes widened. “You mean that the whole ‘mate’ thing exists for you guys as well? You have mates?”
Emily nodded, grinning. “Yes. It’s called Imprinting for us though. A wolf sees his or her mate and knows it’s the only one for them because suddenly there’s this glowing light around them and everything about that person enhances. From then on there can be no other person for the wolf, and he or she will dedicate their actions to winning and keeping the mate. Nothing will stand in their way.”
There was a moments silence as Chloe, Lana and Lois shared looks at that.
“How…” Lois blinked, finally breaking the silence. “How---archaic!” She sneered, shaking her head. “I mean, what girl would want to hear that she has no choice but to be with some big furry, horny giant teddy bear for the rest of her natural life?”
Paul frowned, looking oddly hurt, slumping a little in his seat.
“I agree.” Lana nodded. “I mean, I don’t want to offend you wolves or mates, but I’m glad that hasn’t happened to me.”
Embry lowered down next to Paul, hair falling into his face, unable to keep the little whimper from leaving his lips.
Chloe raised an eyebrow, looking from the two wolves to Lois and Lana…and back.
“I mean,” Lana continued, completely oblivious to the wolves’ nervous tension or Chloe’s growing suspicion. “I just think about having to be with one guy for the rest of my life because he can’t ever be with someone else? It’s a little pitiful, you know? What if I don’t love him? Knowing my attitude I’d probably just stay with him because I was sorry for him.”
Embry closed his eyes tightly and looked down at his lap, his hands trembling from the force with which he was clenching his fists at his side.
“And me be with one guy for the rest of my life?” Lois snorted in amusement at the very thought. “I mean, how boring would that be? I love to be wild and free and enjoy life at its fullest if you get what I mean.”
Paul seemed to be getting what she meant, because his eyes were narrowed, his body shaking discreetly, his eyes looking almost canine.
Chloe’s eyes widened. No way!
Lana grinned. “I get what you mean, and I totally agree. I mean, we’re young, why be tied down---.”
“Girls…” Chloe cut in.
“Yeah?” They asked in unison.
“Shut up.” The blonde laughed with amazement as she ran her hands over her hair. “Okay, okay, finally this whole thing is making sense to me now!” She stood up, hands on her hips, looking from Paul and Embry to Lana and Lois and back. “This makes complete sense now!”
“What does?” Lana asked.
Lois eyed her uneasily. “Why did we need to shut up?”
“Well…” Chloe turned to her friends and sniggered. “Because your imprinters were either going to phase into wolf forms or die of embarrassment if you two went on.”
For a moment Lana and Lois only looked at Chloe in confusion before their eyes widened in horror and they shot out the sofa, rounding behind it as if to protect themselves. “WHAT?!?”
“Lana, meet your Imprinter, Embry.” Chloe laughed, getting an unholy pleasure out of this situation and seeing the girls twitch. “Lois, meet your Imprinter, Paul.” She tried not to laugh. “May you live long lives and have many healthy litters of puppies.”
Lana and Lois shrieked, throwing their cushions at Chloe for her absolutely wicked amusement with the situation.
“Better you than me.” The blonde snickered, holding her hand to silence them when she heard her phone ringing. She pulled it out of her pocket and her eyes widened when she saw the caller I.D. “Lex?”
Ignoring a low growl, not really caring about the wolves at that moment, Chloe answered the call and began to walk away from them, to find some privacy. “Lex?”
“Chloe.” His voice filled her ears. “I---how are you?”
“Uhm, I---,” Chloe gave a little gasp when in seconds she was pinned to the wall again, a growling Jacob Black snarling at the phone, jealousy and animalistic possessiveness in his face.
“Chloe?” Lex’s voice could be heard from the cellular. “Are you okay? What’s that sound?”
“Mine.” Jacob growled at her.
Chloe’s wide eyes widened further as the full reality of the situation hit her fully. “Oh my god.”
“Chloe?” Lex asked.
Chloe brought the phone to her ear again, slowly, not taking her gaze from Jacob’s. “Uhm, Lex? I’m going to have to call you back.”
“Sure…I---are you okay?” Lex asked, sounding a little worried.
“I’m fine.” Chloe responded slowly.
“What was that sound?” Lex wanted to know. “It sounded like a rabid dog.”
“I guess you could call him that.” Chloe continued to stare at Jacob. “Apparently my Christmas gift came in early this year and Santa has a disturbing sense of humor.”
“Huh?” Lex was confused.
“I really have to call you back.” Hanging up the phone, Chloe narrowed her eyes at Jacob. “You tell me you Imprinted on me and I’ll punch you so help me god.”
“Okay then,” he grinned at her, now amused. “I won’t say it and leave it as a given. You’ve proven you’re intelligent enough to pick up on the subtle hints.”
She glared at him. “Great, I got saddled up with a puppy who thinks he’s funny.”
His eyes narrowed. “I’m not a puppy.”
She narrowed her eyes at him too.
This was going to be one long night.