A/N: A veeeeeeeeeeeeryyy big THANK YOU! to the amazing iLOVEFenrir, who wrote that lovely oneshot for me! I love it!

Well, have fun reading! ;)

Jennifer strolled along the deserted street, cigarette in one hand, wand in another. Only one hour earlier she had broken up with the best boyfriend she had ever had. He had consumed her entire world, he was her everything. But one glance around those wheelie bins behind the supermarket had suggested his heart belonged elsewhere. He was kissing another girl. She was blonde, tall, tanned with big blue eyes. Jealousy had bubbled up inside Jennifer so strongly that she had nearly thrown up there and then.

But she didn't think about that now. Her tear stained cheeks reflected the pale moonlight and the dim orange glow of every passing street lamp. Jennifer glanced up at the moon and guessed it would be a full one in a couple of nights. Maybe only one. Jennifer had reached her fifty - third street lamp when she froze. A deafening howl echoed throughout the streets. But this was no wolf howl, it was the howl of a werewolf.

Jennifer dropped the burning cigarette from her hand and spun around. She saw something there which made her wish she was anywhere else, even back at those wheelie bins watching her boyfriend cheat on her. A man much taller than her was striding towards her with a cocky grin plastered across his rugged face. He had light brown hair pushed back from his face, almost golden eyes and a strong jawline. Jennifer struggled to regain her breath for one moment.

"What do we have here?" He growled softly. Jennifer's senses flooded back to her in that moment. She staggered backwards and spun around to continue running. Jennifer had gotten almost nine metres away before she chanced a look back to see if he had followed. As soon as her eyes had left the pathway in front of her she had collided into something large and solid. Jennifer paused and dragged her eyes up the lean legs and broad torso to the lightning blue eyes which were piercing her own. She gulped.

"'Ello, girly." He grinned maliciously, eyes travelling up and down her slim frame. Jennifer felt a tear escape from eye.

"Aaah," He groaned, stepping forward and reaching out to stroke her face with an outstrectched claw, "So you know who I am, then?"

Jennifer was too scared to even move. She was eventually snapped out of her terrified daze by a harsh, but taunting Scottish accent.

"Shotgun that wee thing." He called from the other side of the road. He ran forward and almost leapt on her. Jennifer was knocked to the ground by the sheer impact of him, her wand flying out of her hand. Hydell pinned her wrists above her head and leant in to lick her face but was yanked off by Greyback.

"Not yet," He snarled, "Let's play with her first." He grinned wolfishly and stepped back. His actions were mirrored by the other two. Jennifer stared at them warily before snatching up her wand and sprinting into the forest on the opposite side of the road. She could have easily kept running until she reached the bend in the road and went out of sight but Jennifer knew it would be too easy for them to find her. All the had to do was run to catch up with her. But running into the forest would slow them down, admittedly it would slow her down too but right now she couldn't care. Blood rushed through her ears and her legs ached but all Jennifer could do was run, and run, and run.

The forest had grown dark by this point and she was beginning to slow down. Jennifer had regained her breath but now had to pick her way over fallen branches and mischevious roots. Suddenly a crow cried out from abover her and she tripped over a particularly large rock. Jennifer resisted the urge to scream and instead decided to concentrate on the noises around her. She couldn't hear them moving though the forest behind her, or course she wouldn't - they were silent. Never the less, Jennifer rose quietly from the ground and held her breath, listening out for a tell tale snap of a branch or a rustle of crunchy leaves.

She leant against a tree to catch her breath and whipped her head to the sound of a twig snapping. Her light green eyes were met with the dark brown and white of Hydell. His mouth turned up into that crooked smile, revealing sharp yellow teeth. Jennifer stumbled backward and was grabbed by Caius from behind. He clamped an arm over her shoulders and wrapped the other around her waist. Caius leant down and whispered in her ear, "I wonder what we should do with you first..."

Jennifer trembled as Caius buried his nose in her hair and inhaled deeply. He moaned against her and a blush began to make its way up to her cheeks. Greyback dropped down from a tree a few metres away and stalked over stealthily. He appeared before them both and Jennifer couldn't look him in the eye. He gave Caius a stern look and Caius leant back again, loosening his grip ever so slightly.

"Do you have a name then?" Greyback grumbled, his hand fiddling with a lock of stray hair which had fallen out from her messy plait.

Jennifer's breath hitched, "J-Jennifer." She scrunched her eyes up tightly as Greyback leaned in to smell her neck. Greyback let out a repressed growl of dominance. He wanted to make her his, and he didn't share his toys.

"Jennifer," He growled, his tongue coming out to lick at the salty tears which had run down past her chin and into the crook of her neck. Jennifer made a snap decision - be taken and probably killed in this forest somehwere by three notorious werewolves or escape and carry on with her pathetic but sometimes enjoyable life. Jennifer chose the latter.

Greyback had shoved Caius away and wrapped a clawed hand around the back of her neck as the other gripped her waist. He tilted her head back to expose her neck. Greyback felt a bulge in his trousers just looking down at her petite frame. He loved devouring the most innocent of things, ruining and claiming the purest and sweetest of bodies. He snarled at the others as a warning and leant in to bite her. As soon as his teeth had touched the flesh of her neck Jennifer jammed her knee up with as much force as she could muster. Greyback let out a furious roar and doubled over in pain. Jennifer took the golden oppurtunity and gave him one more swift kick in the chest before bolting past the other two and further into the forest.

Jennifer didn't dare look back as she ran further and further in the desolate land of trees. They began to thin slightly and Jennifer swore she saw a bead of light ahead. Jennifer pushed her legs to go faster and they did, nearly tripping over logs and other lumps on the ground. As she got closer to the light Jennifer slowed down. This was no ordinary light. It was a patronus.

She recognised it immediately as Greyback's; a bear sized wolf whose face was riddled with scars. She froze where she was. The patronus wasn't alone. Surrounding it was hundreds of other wolves. They all sensed her prescence and moved towards her slowly, knowing she wouldn't escape so they didn't waste their time.

Jennifer had run from Greyback to his pack.