Watching as Sophia danced to the music on her head set, Tyler softly chuckled and went back into the office. It had been one year to date since they both had fled and it had been a wonderful year for them, but things had changed and they were once again forced to flee, all because of one phone call.
"What do you mean Sherman?"
"The last time I called I informed you of the pack meeting with the other pack members correct?"
"Yeah we remember, but what does that have to do with what you just told us?" Sophia inquired a small frown on her face. Squeezing her shoulder in comfort Tyler tucked her into his side.
"They requested their help with not only hunting you two down, but also to start war on the Council of Wolves. It would seem that Vivian and the other pack rulers are in agreement and are tired of the rules that the Council placed upon them."
"But that's crazy they are going to get not only themselves but innocents killed. What about my father what has he said about this?"
"He is against it Sophia, but being he is still under house arrest there is nothing he really can do." Nibbling on her lip Sophia shook her head and pushed away from the sofa making her way into the kitchen and grabbing a can of soda. "Being that things have become more dangerous this is going to be the last call I can make, I would suggest you two flee to another country."
"You must be joking Sherman?" Tyler exclaimed as he stared at the phone in shock.
"It's going to get bad Tyler and the best thing for the both of you would be to get the hell out of the US and far away from here. I have to go, good luck to both of you." Hearing the dial tone Tyler sank back against the sofa, walking over Sophia hung up the phone and stared at it before looking at Tyler.
"What are we going to do?" Sophia inquired softly, rubbing his face Tyler stood up and pulled her into a hug.
Checking their accounts and flight antennary Tyler logged off and shut the computer down before picking it up and placing it into the laptop carrier.
"Well that's the last of it." Sophia exclaimed as she taped the last box up and looked around their now boxed filled home.
"The movers will be here within an hour and our flight leaves in seven." Leaning against the wall Sophia stared at Tyler.
"I hate this, I hate having to move again. This place was finally like home." Sophia softly stated.
"I know Soph but it's for the best," Tyler replied as he began to stack the boxes in the hallway, Sophia joining him.
"I know, but it doesn't mean I have to like it."
-4 Hours Later-
"Sophia the cabs here," Tyler hollered from the bottom of the stairs, looking around their now empty house, the movers having left more than hour ago.
"I'm coming, I'm coming, geez don't get your panties in a twist," Sophia snarked a grin spreading across her face at Tyler's scowl.
"I'll put your panties in a twist now let's get going." Tyler grumbled opening the front door only to freeze.
"Sure you wi…Tyler? What's wrong?"