I'm sorry for not updating! This year has been hectic and I kept losing my chapters. No promises when the next update will be, but I'll aim for as soon as possible.

Chapter 2:Bound By Blood and Gold

Celeste danced without a care in the world, wearing a thin lavender dress to drums by her brother. The people cheered her on, yet she paid them little heed unless money was thrown in the pouch, in which a sweet smile was sent their way. France with its flying buttresses and Catholic preaching seemed to filled with outcasts, of which Celeste was one of them, well in her youth and living life without worry, but with her two loves, family and dancing.

A clunk was heard as something heavy was thrown in the pouch, a shadow throwing it in, quickly fading into the crowds to a point where Celeste was unable to pinpoint the stranger. She nodded to her brother, who took on a drum solo as Celeste took the pouch and hid to where people could not pry. Opening it, a snake jumped out, yet instead of attacking her, it coiled around her right wrist. Celeste barely had time to react before it bit into into her, causing her to squeal in pain and shock, it's glittering emerald eyes staring back at her.

It didn't move as she attempted to pry it off, yet as the pain subsided, she let it go as she heard her brother yell her name. Her head looked back and she saw the law in the distance, and she slunk into the shadows, gripping the money.

Night fell and Celeste continued to look for her brother, who disappeared earlier in the day, while at the same time attempting to get the snake off of her, with little success. No blood had been shed, and the teeth barely seemed to affect her hand anymore, yet it still felt odd and unnatural and she continued to find a way to take it off.

The sound of steps and caused her to look up met with red eyes before teeth sunk into her throat, causing her to fall, quick and with no time for reaction. The dull pain in her hand disappeared and confusion with numbness kept her from being able to fight for herself, as the snake went straight for the attacker. It's teeth sunk into in his throat and it's body curled around his neck. The dull gold left her hand, and she saw the piece of jewelry began to attack the vampire, it's fangs piercing her attacker's arms and causing the creature to stagger. The vibration of the ground was heard along with a howl and wolves encircling the lone vampire, rendered motionless by the snake, and as the alpha pounced, blood soon followed.

She couldn't bear herself to look at the sight, and she closed her eyes, yet not before so meeting one of the wolf's eyes, allowing the darkness to take over.

-PC-

The day burned through as Celeste lifted the bloody boy to the closest bedroom, presumably his by the small bed, and she lifted him into it gently, his breath shallow and slow. Although she attempted to hide in the shadows, the sun brought pain as the light was everywhere in the house, and she thanked the countryside house and its remote location.

She had done little more than bring the bodies of John and Elizabeth inside, leaving their corpses in the kitchen, forgetting them easily.

A ring at the doorbell broke Celeste's concentration aHesse searched for potions to heal his wounds, and she huffed before realizing where she walked to the door and glanced by the window to see who attemptegreat meet with the Lupins, and she recoiled not only in pain, but shock as well, recognizing the man, soon opening the door and pulling the man in.

His throat went dry at the sight of Celeste yet still managed to choke out, "What are doing here?"

He was met with a roll of eyes, "The better question is, what is the leader of a werewolf pack ringing the doorbell of the man who just made us outcasts?"

Her voice faded though as she she locked eyes with the alpha wolf, amber eyes that matched not only John Lupin, but the boy's as well. Walter saw the dawning on her face and pounced on her. She ducked and ran up the stairs, ignoring the light as it burned her skin, and soon stopped once reaching the top, shoving him back down jumping on top of him in the process.

She hissed, "You may hold dominion during the full moon, but now I hold control."

"What did you do to them?"

Celeste stared blankly at him, his tone revealing an indecipherable emotion, "Fenrir killed John Lupin."

Walter sucked in his breath,"Elizabeth? Remus?"

Celeste noticed the way his said both of the names with vehemence meld raw emotion, the mother's with such fondness, the boy's fumbling, yet firm.

"I killed her."

The wolf's eyes flashed gold, and he pushed her off of him and against the window, her flesh burning rapidly.

His scent filled her nose and her eyes widened in realization, "The boy, he's yours isn't he?"

Although it came out as a question it was obvious to both what the answer was.

He stepped back, smelling Remus, but instead of moving forward towards him, ran out the door.

-PC-

She opened her eyes to darkness, and she gripped the ground, feeling dirt and she looked down in surprise, before her eyes met the golden snake, in the same exact spot as the night before, feeling as if last night had been no more than some disconcerting nightmare before looking out at what was in front of her.

Men and women laid down in front of her, curled protectively around one another, in a cave when rising sun revealing their faces, covered in blood and dirt and she staggered back in surprise by that and meeting the gaze one of the men, covered in the largest amount of blood, smiling softly.

He had light ashy brown hair, long and messed up, tight muscles seen easily beneath a loose shirt, and his eyes revealed something raw, almost primal in his gaze.

But his grin was bright, almost maniacal and he held his hand out, rough and calloused, dried blood still seen beneath the unusually long fingernails.

Celeste recognized the wolf almost immediately, the gold eyes easily recognizable, feral, exactly the same as they had been last night.

Although she too vividly remembered what the wolves had done, her hand still outstretched itself and smiled back at the stranger, knowing it was because of him she was still alive.

"Fenrir," he whispered.

"Celeste," she replied.