The change ripped her body apart. Bones snapped, muscles tore, everything rearranged until her senses were sharper and stronger. Now four limbs held her off the floor instead of two. She was ready to hunt. Twigs snapped behind her, alerting her to the presence of her pack mates. There was no communication, they knew what to do. Five abnormally large wolf-like beasts raced into the forest, chasing their prey.

Quinn was cold. She'd been out of the compound for six hours. Quinn's body did not appreciate this sudden introduction to Ohio's nights, it was slowing down just when she needed it to speed up. Time was against her. Now her so called protectors would know she had gone walkabouts, they'd be out to collect her for their master any minute. Quinn was cursing her weak body, if only she'd been born one of them, she'd have stood a chance to make her mark on the world. Hell, if only she'd been born before the war, when humans were on top. Sure Quinn would have been oblivious to the true dangers of the world but she could have been something. All Quinn wanted was to break free of the constraints of her birth, her species. Quinn wanted to make history.

Quinn crashed to the ground, her left foot at an odd angle next to the gnarled tree root resting across her path. Sobs racked Quinn's body, leaving her feeling empty apart from the pain searing though her left ankle. Quinn gave up and let her body rest down on the mud. As her eyes drifted shut one thought flashed through her mind.

"What the hell are they going to do to me?"

This hunt was almost an insult to the packs skill. The mud had clear footprints, the scent was strong and the human girl had done nothing to throw them off. The wolf would have scoffed if she could. Humans, the most pathetic of species especially since the war between her kind and the night worshipping vampires had outted both kinds to them.

Six months after the reveal had the humans relegated to virtual slaves, kept in compounds, for their own safety of course. They could have jobs but these all had to benefit the now dominant species, either the day ruling werewolves or night ruling vampires. These so called jobs were usually compensated through allowing the lucky human to live in relative luxury and perceived status, as long as they remembered their place around those naturally superior to them. Those humans too young to have a job or too headstrong were kept in the compounds, squalid places where the only rule was to stay inside. But some always had to try and break free, mainly putting themselves in danger. The new world order hadn't left any room for free humans and many people from the supernatural side wouldn't bat an eyelid before wiping said humans from the earth.

Rachel shook head, that's were her team and others like them came in. They tried to keep the rules that the truce relied on possible. Humans may be weak but there were a lot of them, they could if they really tried, make life very difficult for both kinds. Nothing makes a group come together quicker and stronger than indiscriminate slaughter of their own. It's been over 20 years since the reveal and so far they had managed to keep the humans appeased though the apparent system that they could work themselves into a semblance of power. That spark of hope for a good life kept the humans in their place. Hell, there were many humans that had more power than Rachel, but she was an up and coming pup, barely sixteen but already in control of a small round up pack. She was on her alpha's books and many had her tagged as an alpha of the future. Rachel planned to keep it that way, this human escaping from the compound on her packs watch and thus ruining her hundred per cent containment method was not going to get far.

The pack were gliding effortlessly through the forest quickly gaining on their quarry. A thud came from further up the path the human had clearly been following. A grin appeared on Rachel's dark muzzle as she halted the pack. This was her moment, no one else would take the credit for fixing her mistake, a quiet growl got the others to sit in their place. Rachel walked forwards alone.

The scent grew stronger and Rachel could smell fear and pain. Slowly an outline of a girl, similar in age to Rachel, yet longer and finer became clear against the background of tree roots and mud. The foot of the left leg was at an awkward angle. Rachel howled intent on gaining a dramatic moment of realisation from the human but not even a twitch answered her.

"Great, we'll have to call recovery with that ankle. Not risking making it any worse in transit. Will get into too much trouble as it is, without further damaging the merchandise. Just great."

A loud, harsh bark brought her pack forward to her position. Rachel sent them all back to the compound to get recovery, the last thing Rachel needed was the inane banter from her pack mates. Though she loved them all dearly. She needed to clear her head to try and figure out how this girl had got the better of her system and how to explain it without looking incompetent to her superiors.

Rachel changed back into her human form, the many noises and smells of the forest far too distracting in her wild form. Though as naked as the day she was born, Rachel would not feel the cold due to the animal running through her veins. Her mind required a repetitive movement to fully achieve its potential, Rachel began to pace.

A constant murmuring accompanied by a rhythmic slapping filtered through Quinn's ears. Her body stiffened in fear, the tightening in muscles causing pain to radiate from her ankle. Much to Quinns dismay an involuntary whimper of pain escaped her. The murmuring and movement instantly stopped.

"So you finally awake" Came a smooth, velvet like voice from above Quinn, deceptively calm, "I would appreciate if you would open your eyes so I can assess whether or not you concussed yourself in your flight. At least then I can give the recovery crew an accurate account of your condition when they arrive."

Quinn has never heard a wolf give a human the time of day let alone a paragraph of speech before. She opened her eyes, blinking in an effort to get them to focus on her capturer faster. Once the blur focused Quinn felt her eyes widen and a blush rise to her cheeks. The girl was completely naked in front of her, not a hint of shyness about her. "Oh shit." Thought Quinn as she recognised the figure in front of her.

"What's your name, human?"

Quinn lowered her head to her chest, closing her eyes once more, "Quinn, ma'am"

A harsh laugh erupted from the figure above her, "Now you choose to be respectful, you didn't think of that before breaking out of the compound! You are lucky it was us that found you. I can not fathom how foolish humans are. You could have easily been found by those that aren't as favourable to your kind. Yet who would have got the blame for your own regrettable actions?" Rachel didn't even pause for an answer to her question. "It would have been me. Fortunately for you I have come up with an explanation that should help us both from being judged too harshly, however I will need your cooperation."

Quinn didn't reply, the pain coming from her ankle making it very clear that another attempt of running away would not be possible. If she went through with whatever the round up pack leader was proposing she'd most likely be stuck in that compound for the rest of her life. However that was going to happen either way, so what was the point in pretending to respect the creature who could control her life, simply because of birthright?

Quinn's head snapped up and hazel eyes met deep brown ones, "My cooperation? How exactly would that help me, Miss Berry? You've got a reputation to maintain yet I have nothing whatever way this plays out. So excuse me if I don't want to cooperate with you. All I want is control of my own life, like you have, like others like me had in the history books. I don't really care how you look. In fact damaging your perfect, privileged reputation seems like a good idea to me." Quinn nodded in satistfaction at her own speech as Rachel's eyes narrowed.

Flashlights started to blink through the trees around them, clearly recovery had arrived. Rachel lent in close to whisper in Quinn's ear. "Fine, well that's entirely your own choice Quinn, however I don't think it's wise for you to run your mouth yet." Rachel backed away slightly and suddenly threw her fist forward onto the side of Quinn's skull knocking her unconscious.

"We're here" Rachel called to her own kind, "Subject is unconscious with a clearly broken ankle, been unconscious since before discovery so unsure on timescale."

Several of Rachel's elders surrounded the human girl securing her injured limb and getting her secured for transport.

"Berry, the leader wishes you to get back to base as soon as possible, you'd best have some answers." Shouted one of the crew in her direction.

Rachel released the beast and relished the sweet pain of the change as it ripped through her body. She glanced one last time at the unconscious girl being lumbered back to the compound before starting her own journey back.

AN: Greetings and if you've made it this far, Thank You for giving this a chance. I'm not a writer but this idea hasn't left me alone for over a month so thought i'd give it a go. Looking for a beta reader to improve grammar and any obvious mistakes i have missed, so please give me a bell if you're willing to take on a newbie! Reviews would be appreciated and welcomed as well as constructive criticism.

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