Maddy hasn't met Rhydian or transformed yet, it's my idea of a different meeting between the two, will hopefully be a full length story when I'm finished with it. This will probably include some series two characters as well as series 1.

Anyway …

I wish I owned wolfblood.

Maddy's pov.

With a heaving sigh that hurt my chest I took the backpack off Shannon, it weighed less to me than it did a human like Shannon or Tom.

The stash of chocolate biscuits I had sneaked from my dad had been abandoned on the worn old sofa in Shannon's living room and my sleeping bag was currently wrapped securely around Tom's shivering form.

It wasn't even dark yet and Shannon had dragged me and Tom out on a beast hunt, for the third time that month.

I plonked myself down on the nearest tree stump, Tom turned around to face me questioningly.

"I'll catch you up." I smiled. "I've got something in my shoe."

The boy smiled "Okay, but don't leave me." He motioned with his head to where Shannon was up ahead carrying a backpack that was way to big for her small frame.

I smiled and had I been able to reach I would have hit him.

"See you soon." He nodded turning back to where the auburn haired girl was fast disappearing deeper into the woods; I watched the place he'd disappeared for a minute sighing to myself.

My best friend Shannon had a theory, she'd had it for years …she was convinced that a beast was roaming on the Stonybridge moors, she had no real proof of course but it probably wasn't a good idea to be so close to Shannon's all knowing gaze when she was so intent on finding something out.

My parents where growing increasingly nervous, especially when I was coming so close to becoming the beast which she was hunting.

I pulled my shoe off and removed the offending item, a stone, I lifted my hand to throw away the culprit when it cut me.

"Oww!" I gasped raising the cut to my mouth. I looked closer at the stone, sharp and shiny and white. I dropped it in shock, what the heck was a canine tooth doing in the woods?

I felt the colour drain from my face and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up in unison I shivered.

The silence seemed to go on for a millennium all of a sudden there was a growl from somewhere around me and I immediately felt my eyes change from deep brown to yellow, trees obstructed my vision from either side, I couldn't tell where the unnatural sound was coming from, I darted round looking for the source wondering what was hidden in the shadows.

And then I didn't need to wonder anymore. A wolf, just higher than my waist glanced at me before stepping in front of me in a stance that, had I been stupid enough would have mistaken for protective.

Then it came from directly in front of me its great head bowed and its muzzle pulled back over its teeth It was grey and enormous at least a foot taller than the attractive honey wolf crouched in front of my calves.

It showed its teeth again I noticed with a pang that it had one missing.

I searched frantically for where the tooth I'd thrown had landed and came up blank.

The honey beast crouched in front of me let a growl rumple through it's chest directed toward the grey one, I shuddered feeling a zap of electricity when it's flaxen tail brushed my leg.

The gigantic wolf stepped forward its grey head bowed in a snarl.

I echoed it, clenching my teeth and watched its head snap upward to look me straight in the eye, its yellow eyes glared at me the vicious red scar that ran down his face crinkled repulsively I took a deep breath and felt the striking gold wolf step closer to me.

I snarled again and watched the grey monster run off. The gold wolf with matching eyes looked me over; turning to face me for the first time… my stomach clenched it hurt so much my throat closed so I couldn't scream, like a thousand knives stabbing my abdomen and then there was no more. Lights out.

I sat up in bed and gasped pulling my sweaty hair from my face; it couldn't have been a dream!
With painful comprehension I realised that I couldn't have arrived home any other way. Unless honey coloured wolves had a way of unlocking my front door.

There was no way I could have ended up at home, under the covers no less when both my parents where away at work. I glanced at my finger that was now clear of any sign of a cut and banged my head back on the pillow …Stupid wolfblood healing!

All evidence of the dream/ possible reality had gone.