I decided to have a bash at writing a fanfic based on my favourite book. They finally put up a Blood and Chocolate section. I loved the book and still do!

Summary: It is set about sixteen years after Vivian and Gabriel moved the pack to Vermont and they have boy, Bayne. At fifteen he is beginning to challenge the laws of the pack and is lonely for his age mates. That's when he meets Rose, a human.

Disclaimer: I will only say this once; I don't own Blood and Chocolate. It belongs to Annette Curtis Klause.

June- Strawberry Moon

Chapter One

The night smelled sweet; dry earth carefully fused with the aromas of timid rabbit, sweet honeysuckle and dusty tarmac. Bayne looked up and the clear sky with a bottle of beer he had liberated from the kitchens, the infinite expanse of black laced with a thousand diamond stars. He often sat out at night next to the family run inn, wondering where his beautiful race had came from. His people were probably not of this world as they had a special power, a magic that transformed him from boy to a wild creature of the forest. He was a werewolf. A proud and bold loup garou.

Bayne was tall for his age and had long dark hair, which touched the bottom of his neck. He had a smouldering grin rather like Gabriel, his father, but was slim and light like his mother, Vivian.

Maybe we came from over there. He thought to himself looking at an area over populated by stars. Or maybe over there? Looking at another stretch of the heavens next to the half moon. A snapping twig interrupted the dark song of the whispering trees and crickets. Bayne unsheathed claws and turned to face his would-be attacker. It was Roux, the immutable.

"Don't hurt me! You know I can't fight back." She squeaked. Roux was rather slender and curved for a girl of fourteen. Her red hair was wrapped loosely at the top of her head. Unlike Bayne and the rest of her kin she couldn't transform at will, instead she had to wait until the full moon. Only being able to Change three days a month? Great Moon, that's bonkers! Bayne had raged but he knew this was an exceptionally rare incident and it had never bothered Roux.

Bayne sheathed his claws and welcomed her to sit beside him. She never fussed over him like the other wolf girls in the pack, vying for his attention. That made her even more different. He liked her because she had always been a good friend to grow up with, rather than a suitor. Her father, Ulf was a friend of Vivian's.

"Aren't you supposed to be in the woods or the meadow with the other hooligans?" she quizzed him.

"Me? Nah, I need some time to myself but you're welcome to stay here and babble if you want." It was true he mostly hung out with the rest of the wolf kind on nights like this when the moon hangs high and the scents are sweet. But not tonight, he was feeling a little rebellious. Why should he stick to the same routine?

"Do you ever feel like wolf kind aren't from this planet, maybe not even from this galaxy?" Bayne asked her. She took her time in answering.

"Sometimes. Homo sapiens outnumber our people so I wonder if we really belong here. I used to believe we were from the moon when I was a cub."

"Ha, maybe you're right. She did give us the power to take wolf shape." Bayne looked up at the Earth's sister. "But supposing we are from another planet, what would it look like?"

"One with great forests and mountains and rivers," she yapped excitedly before adding "And beaches too!"

They both laughed, Bayne knew Roux loved to spend time lounging on a beach. He remembered how last time she had got sunburn that had vanished the next day. Werewolves can use their transmuting powers to heal themselves, which is very useful as fights are common among the pack.

Roux looked at her watch, it was coming up for midnight. They both were silent until Roux broke the silence.

"Hey, do you wanna go into town tomorrow? We could get the bus in the morning then, you know, get a coffee, catch a movie. What do ya say?"

"Sounds great. I'll come over for you." The nearest town was miles away and the pack normally stuck to their own territory, out of the way of humans.

Roux yawned curling her tongue. "I'll see you later then. I'm going to bed." She gave him a quick hug before leaving in the direction of her cabin. Bayne had no intention of going to bed yet, he desired the Change. Like all of his kind, with the exception of Roux, he can take wolf shape at any time of the month but must Change on the full moon; it's too strong to resist.

Bayne headed over to the forest behind the garage as his skin began to tingle with his sprouting fur. I won't be alone tonight, he thought, noticing the heaps of clothing bundled up among the trees. Bayne stripped in the semi moonlight then arched his back as the wolf inside claimed him. His arms stretched, his back crunched and his muscles thickened. His knees popped as his leg's shape altered. Tufted ears sprouted through his long hair. A tail grew from the end of his spine and claws replaced nails. His face elongated to form a muzzle. Bayne's laugh turned to a growl.

The Change was complete. Bayne was a creature or the night much larger than the ordinary wolf. The shape resembled something older, almost prehistoric. Some believed wolf kind were not of this world. Bayne's dark eyes now held the Moon's fire as they looked to the stars. I wonder who we really are, he thought.

Bayne galloped into the darkness of the trees were his sharp senses told him that was were the others were hunting. Silent as a breeze he took off into the night.

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I don't know if you can tell but I really love description. I have also looked up some of the moons of the year, like Hunter's Moon, etc. I hope you enjoy this and please review it.

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