To judge a woman by her covers

Remaining unnoticed was rather easy as David mentally hid himself and Steph from anyone close. It took them about an hour to find the cabin they wanted.

The cabin belonged to Silver Fox, a young woman of the tribe who had lost her husband during a harsh winter, the next year she began a relationship with someone the tribe has accepted, a young man called Logan.

Silver Fox had only met one person who seemed to know her lover prior to him being accepted by the tribe.

One day Silver Fox arrived at the saloon in time to see Logan fighting against several men outside; there, she first met Victor Creed, a man who had just helped Logan in his fight. Ironically, after meeting her Creed said that Silver Fox would eventually cause some problems for Logan.

As these events were running through her mind, the young woman sighed to herself, she did not understand what Victor had said. She checked herself in the water again, today was Logan's birthday and she wanted to be close with him. Standing 170 cm, with blue eyes and raven black hair she looked a stunner even though she always seemed to find fault with her looks.

While her mind was distracted the noise of the cabin door being kicked in shook her back to reality. Victor Creed stood in the doorway, the 198cm frame filled the doorway as he was all muscle, his vertical eyes seemed to be gleaming as he looked Silver Fox over. What concerned her most was the elongated canines and claws at the tips of his fingers and toes, she knew from the bar fight he was deadly with these.

There was only one door, as Silver Fox had no idea how she was going to get out of this, she could see Victor preparing to leap at her with that horrible leer on his lips that made her fear for more than her life.

"Hi! Are you Vitor Creed?" Creed stopped for a moment, that voice was female, and it came from behind him, how the hell had anyone managed to sneak up behind him. Glancing back a moment as he swung one arm back to deal with her he saw a little blonde-haired Indian girl, he made up his mind to have her next as he felt a satisfying thud from the arm her had swung back and locked his gaze once again on Silver Fox, his blood pumping hot.

The look on her face was a satisfying look of pure terror, although she was not staring at his face anymore, as he realized she was looking at the arm he had swung back he heard another question. "So, are you Victor Creed, the murderer of your farther Zebadiah? Although on the plus, you left your mom alive."

Victor froze, he had bragged about killing his father, this was nothing new, but only he knew that he never killed his mom and send her money. Also, that was the same voice as before.

Feeling the itch from his arm he had swung back to attack before, he noticed it was missing from the shoulder down, well starting to regrow. He felt cold sweat starting to drip down his neck, he wanted to turn around and roar, to fight, but he was unable to move, literally. His body was not able to move!

Before him he saw a young man appear next to Silver Fox and the girl that had been behind him, on the other side of her. "Did you have to disable him in the doorway? You can see he is nothing but muscle, how were we going to get past him?" moaned the young man as he gently touched Silver Fox's shoulder.

"Silver Fox, you are safe now, sorry for the scare but we wanted to make sure this timeline was headed in the same direction, you understand, right?"

"Could we possibly sit down? I have a proposal for you and your lover, who should be here just in time to have been too late." Said the man as he seemed to keep a careful eye on the woman who came in with him, her eyes gleaming as they never left Victor Creed.