Title: Hardship
Author:
vegetasbubble
Summary: AU. Daryl is a lone wolf, the last lone wolf walking the country. Not long ago he was part of a family but hardships, deaths and family secrets have pushed him out of his family and to a life alone. When an unexpected call from home alerts him to a serious and secret emergency, Daryl wonders if anything has changed. Maybe even her. BETHLY.
Fandom: The Walking Dead
Pairing: Daryl x Beth
Warning(s): Course Language, Violence, Sexual References and Scenes and Supernatural Themes.
Authors Notes: Anyone who has been watching Bitten can obviously see my obsession with werewolves at the moment (Clayton Danvers anyone?) and the overall theme just screamed Bethly to me. No idea how long this one will be, honestly I haven't chosen how I want to end it. Any reviews and feedback are much appreciated.

Prologue : Lace and Leather

His hands roamed her body, up her freshly shaven legs and enjoyed the feeling of her silken legs against his calloused hands. His lips touched against her ear, his tongue creeping out and licking the shell of her ear. Her moans were enough to encourage him to continue his assault of her skin.

"More," she panted against his cheek as his hand hiked up higher and touched against the edge of her black lace panties. Lips against lips makes them both moan as his finger slipped inside her panties and against her sweetness, "Gods yes!"

"Want more, baby?" he whispered against her skin. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, at the leather jacket he wore and pushed it off him. Her hands then clutched at his simple black tee and pulled it over his head, smacking their lips back together as soon as his lips were free. Finally, his finger entered her as her hands groped at his skin and her nails dug into his chest.

"Hnn," she grunted, lips finding his again as his fingers played with her and brought her pleasure. His hardness pressed against the zipper and button of his jeans. She cloud feel it, against her leg and wanted him, more and more each second. "D-Daryl..."

He shot up out of bed, the sound of her voice waking him from the pleasant and lust filled dream he had been having. The erection that was currently tenting his black sheets was evidence of that. "Mother-fuck," he hissed, throwing his sheets of himself and heading for the shower to cool down. It had been almost five years since he had seen her, since he had left them all and every time he dreamed of her, it made him remember.

Stripping his clothes, Daryl stepped into the shower stall of his too small bathroom. The one bedroom apartment he lived in was enough for him. The bar tending job he had gotten at the bar around the corner was the perfect distance from the apartment to walk, though his black motorbike was in the apartment building garage when being in the city was too much and Daryl needed to get away.

His erection soon went away after the cool water ran over his hardened body. Fifteen minutes later, Daryl stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his hips, leaning over the skink and sighing heavily.

The shrill call from his cell phone, sitting on the nightstand in his bedroom, snapped him from the silence he was enjoying. Holding on side of the towel, Daryl made his way into the bedroom and picked up his phone.

HERSHEL GREENE.

The name flashed on the screen and Daryl paled at the thought of answering. "You've gotta be kiddin' me," he grunted. The phone continued to ring and ring until daryl gave up and answered it.

"Hello, packmaster."

"Daryl, we have a problem. You need to come home."

To Be Continued...

Hi all, new story, I know, slap me silly and tell me to stop but the ideas are just leaking out everywhere. I have about a twenty chapter progression for this story so far but that may be longer or shorter, depending on the length of each chapter or the reviews and how people see or like the story.