A/N: So on to chapter two! I'm so happy that so many of you accepted "Love of a Wolf" with such open arms. I've gotten quite a few who have commented on liking Fenrir and I'm sure he is very happy of this fact also. This chapter is quite a bit shorter than my last one, but I hope you enjoy it just as much. Please if you have not already; (or even if you have) write me a review to share what you think of the story. I very much wish to hear what the readership thinks. Please enjoy!

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WARNING: Scary imagery and violence.

Chapter 2

Remus ran up the stairs, ignoring the angry words of his father and his mother's voice trying to soothe her husband. He threw open his door before slamming, locking it and throwing himself across the bed. Tears fell onto his pillow as he curled up in the fetal position.

The days since Greyback had visited had been horrible. When his father had woken up, he had given Remus the worst tongue lashing he had ever had and given him a belting which was one of the few Muggle traditions his pure-blood father had picked up. Since then, his father had been short with him and several nights he had heard his parents arguing over something involving Greyback. He wasn't exactly sure what, but he had a good idea due to his father's lectures and the Daily Prophet.

Fenrir Greyback was a known unregistered werewolf and criminal. He was known for intimating and threatening possible allies with his lycanthropy, saying that they had to help him or he would bit them or their children. He was said to be a ruthless monster, a boogey man that murdered and turned people without a care. They said that he was too in touch with the wolf, and, as such, he was more likely to make you bleed than look at you. He was even said to be a cannibal. The stories painted a picture completely different from the man Remus had met. That picture was a nightmare and the man he had met…he had been kind and good…hadn't he?

Remus got up and walked to his window, opening it. He breathed in the air that was slowly cooling as evening got later. Hearing the sound of his father raging, he frowned and climbed out his window to on the thick tree branch beside his window. He carefully climbed down the tree. When his feet touched the ground, he walked into the forest near his house, deciding that nothing could be worse than the last couple of days of his father's insults and disapproval. At least this way, if he got punished, he would be able to have one last night stroll this month. His family had gone into a self-imposed house arrest and it was driving Remus nuts. He wasn't even allowed to open his window.

He looked up in the sky and noticed that the almost risen moon was full tonight. His heart clenched. What sort of pain was Greyback going through tonight? He had read books that said that in the transformation their bones snapped, re-positioned, and ripped apart the skin in places. They lost their minds and sometimes they attacked themselves so they didn't attack others. It was a terrible, fate and despite all he had heard of Greyback's supposed crimes, he didn't feel like Greyback deserved that dreadful trial every full moon.

He shivered, but was Greyback attacking someone right now? Was his wolf side killing or cursing someone with his burden? Did he really intentionally attack people?

Right then, a branch snapped and Remus stopped, listening. He was met with silence and, although he wanted to brush it off as a raccoon or another animal, he had a feeling that something was wrong.

Summoning his courage, he called out, knowing he would either get an answer or scare whatever it was off, "Who's there? Show yourself!"

He saw movement from a tree and a pair of bushes in front of him moved as an incredulous voice spoke out from the darkness, "Remus…what are you doing walking out so late by yourself?"

Remus' eyes widened as he looked at a pale looking Greyback. He glanced away, finding himself unable to look at the other man. He felt terrified of Greyback being here, ecstatic to see him safe and relieved to see him here instead of tearing someone apart. These mixed feelings for the other man were all highly confusing. He finally looked back at him, "My father's gone completely barmy since you were here last. It's miserable. Are you okay? My father sent Aurors to try and track you, and you look really ill…or…is that because…" He broke off; looking up at the moon it was almost at its peak.

Suddenly Greyback stiffened, "Remus…you need to go…go somewhere high and safe…GO! GO NOW!" he yelled as he crouched over before falling forward on his hands and knees.

"Greyback!" he said as he started forward, but froze as Greyback's back arched and the man started screaming. Remus saw as Greyback's body started jerking and elongating in places as he heard loud pops and snaps of bones breaking and re-forming. His clenched hands flared and the long nails grew longer and curved at the tips…like claws. As Greyback claws tore at his clothes, shredding them, Remus could see hair growing longer, covering his body. The transforming man shook his head, his jawline lengthening, his opened mouth showing his extending canines. The man's scream was now completely converted to a wolf's howl and it brought a spike of fear in Remus' chest.

Remus felt himself break from his petrified state and shot through the trees, the howl following him. He heard the howls mixed with snarls, growls and the pounding of paws, of a large body pursuing him through the trees.

Oh, God…Oh, please…

Remus could feel tears blurring his vision even as he fought to blink them back. He dared not look back to see how close the wolf was. His legs ached…How could he have walked this far out and not noticed?

"DADDY! DADDY HELP ME!" he yelled out in desperation, knowing that it didn't matter how much noise he made, the wolf was already onto him and could smell him…smell his fear.

As he opened his mouth to call out to his father a second time, he felt a strong force on his back driving him onto the ground, the snarls now loud in his ear. He screamed loudly, praying that he would be heard, praying that this wasn't the night he died. Then, his mind went completely numb as he felt an excruciating pain, the feel of piercing jaws clasping over his shoulder and right arm and a cold burn pumped through his veins. The jaws pulled and he was twisted around, his front bared to the deadly creature. The beast released his arm and shoulder and reared back before biting the left side of his abdomen. Remus saw white a second time as the jaws closed around him, all sound going silent. When he could see and feel again, his throat was raw and the jaws were gone.

Despite the pain in his entire body, he turned his head toward the sound of whimpering. The wolf was standing beside him, golden eyes on Remus, ears drawn back, posture crouched, and shoulders hunched, making the wolf look strangely like a beaten puppy. The wolf moved forward, and Remus' body screamed for him to flee to escape the next attack that would probably be the death blow. The wolf slowly moved his head even with Remus' chest and started licking the blood off of him.

…I'm in shock. I've lost so much blood, I'm delusional. I'm in so much pain though…and his tongue is rough…I can feel his tongue…am I not dreaming it? Is he really licking my wounds? Why? This makes no sense…werewolves hunt, kill, eat…like wolves. I am his prey, so why am I not dead?

"GET AWAY FROM MY SON, YOU MONSTER!" Remus heard as several colored beams of light went off, one of them hitting the wolf and knocking him off of Remus. He heard the wolf snarl and then howling as it ran off into the woods.

"REMUS!" he heard as he felt arms wrapped around him, "Oh…Oh, God…" And then, all was dark.