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Chapter IV

Adara stood up, wobbling on her legs before apparating and arriving near an unknown lake. "Where are we?" she asked.

"A little bit further than that village you saved." Fenrir said as he let go of her arm. "We have an hour maybe until the moon shows." Fenrir muttered and gazed up at the purple, orange sky.

"What is going to happen to me?" Adara asked, beginning to feel a little scared.

"You are going to turn, and it's going to hurt." Fenrir replied flatly.

"Yes, I knew that much… I mean, after I turned..." She swallowed.

"I'll take you on your first hunt and I'll let you explore your animal side." Fenrir said before pausing and walking over to her. "When the night is over and the sun shines once more, you'll turn back. Denzel why don't you tell her about your first morning. I don't remember mine." Fenrir offered as he leaned against a tree.

"I woke up feeling tired as hell. But I assure you when you wake up, especially at our age, you will realise you have been blind and deaf all your life. You have a better sense of smell. Humans can't see, hear or smell the same was we can." Denzel explained and thought back at his first time.

"Denzel, you are on your own tonight." Fenrir's deep raspy voice interrupted Denzel's thoughts, and the wolf nodded firmly.

"I'll be over there." He said as he pointed towards a small dot in the distance. Fenrir nodded and watched as he Disapparated.

"Why is does he need to be on his own? Isn't it his 'job' to watch over the pups as an Omega?" Adara asked, feeling rather confused.

Fenrir sighed heavily. "Omegas are the lowest ranking, you are a new member yet to be ranked so you are a pup, and I don't have any pup-sitters, so I take that responsibility upon myself and it makes it easier to rank you." Fenrir explained as he smirked at her.

"Right, Omega's are the ones that were once cast out's or fell into a disfavour with the Alpha." Adara frowned, trying to understand everything.

"Correct." Fenrir nodded.

"Do I want to know why?" She asked, wondering why Denzel had been cast out.

"You'll find out sometime.." Fenrir sighed and sat his heavy body on the forest floor with a loud thud.

"What are they?" Adara asked as she looked down at the village below, sitting down next to Fenrir who looked up at her and followed her gaze to the village.

"Humans." He shrugged.

"Really?" She asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

"Wizards." Fenrir corrected himself before he suddenly lifted his nose into the air. "Stay here." He ordered as he got up and ran to Adara's left.

"Bu –" Adara tried and saw Fenrir disappear into the bushes. She shook her head and looked into the distance at a large house with lots of cattle, almost the same as the one next to it. Adara tried not to think too much about the fact that she was going to murder cattle and maybe even the people who lived there.

She yawned whilst Fenrir came back and frowned at her as she was looking at her hands. "How are you going to rank me?" She asked.

"I'm just going to keep an eye on you and in the morning I'll know." Fenrir shrugged, starting to undress himself and got an odd look from Adara. "I suggest you do the same, or else you will rip your clothes and have nothing to wear in the morning." He explained with a smirk as he pulled off his boots and tossed them near the tree, and started with his buckle. Adara sighed and got up, turning her back towards Fenrir and started to unbutton her white blouse.

"When are you going to give me my wand back?" She asked as she folded the blouse up, and pulled off her boots.

"When I trust you." Fenrir shrugged as he cocked an eyebrow, seeing Adara stumble as she tried to pull her boots off. Fenrir sniggered softly as she lost her balance and then shook his head and stepped out of his boxers, dropping them onto his pile of clothes. "Need help with removing your clothes?" He asked as he stood proudly before Adara who covered her eyes quickly. "As if this is the first time you've see me naked." Fenrir grinned.

Adara looked down and removed her other boot, and then started to step out of her jeans, leaving her standing in her black hipster with white lace, and a white tank top. "You aren't done are you?" Fenrir said as he stared at Adara as she shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet.

"Yes, I'm not going to wait around completely naked." She shivered. Fenrir gestured with his head to come closer. She stepped closer and he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her against his chest and wrapped his large arms around her waist.

"Damn, you're h-" Adara closed her mouth quickly knowing Fenrir would be cocky, the warmth of Fenrir's skin warmed her immediately. Adara nestled herself against his broad naked body as he lay his chin on her head.

"Fenrir?" She muttered.

"Hmm?" He hummed against her.

"Your poking me." Adara bit her lip as she smirked, feeling him hard against her.

"I could do other things to you as well." He whispered hoarsely in her ear, making her turn her head and look up into his eyes.

"I bet you can." Adara scoffed. "Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?" He frowned.

"Warming me up." She rolled her eyes.

"You're a pup, they are cherished at all times." He explained innocently.

"So you have a weakness?" Adara grinned but then winced as he tightened his hold on her for a brief second.

"It's not a weakness, pups are the next generation. But don't worry, after tonight you are no longer a pup." He purred and turned his neck to make it crack. "It's almost time." He added as he let go of her. They both stood up and Fenrir placed his rough hands on her cheeks. "Good luck."

"G-good luck?" Adara's voice trembled, whilst Fenrir threw a feral grin and stepped back, their eyes still locked. She swallowed hard and felt her body warm up, and her gaze automatically shifted towards the moon, bright and large. Somehow Adara couldn't avert her gaze from it, as if it had an attracting force.

"AAAHH!" She cried out as she fell to her knees, looking at her fingers as they broke and reformed into a new shape with sharp black nails. Her thumb pulled back and another scream filled the air. Next was her spine, and it cracked loudly, then followed her feet that turned into paws. Adara couldn't scream anymore as her jaw broke and her mouth and nose got more pointed, resembling the wolf snout, with two white long canines that were visible even if she closed her mouth. After a long and slow process Adara was panting and she thought it was finally over but she was wrong. Her tailbone grew much longer, and Adara looked like a hairless monster. But that didn't last long as her body started to cover itself with white fur that was thicker and much longer around her neck, with a thick layer covering where her breasts would have been, and her tail was long and puffy, her large eyes bright blue.

She stood on her hind legs and sniffed the air before hearing a deep howl. Adara tried to howl but it sounded more like a puppy squeaking. Her blue eyes scanned quickly through their surroundings as large male stood before her on his hind legs, demanding respect. Adara sniffed the air and lowered on her four large paws. Fenrir was still much bigger. Fenrir's nose sniffed in her direction as she snarled at him, biting the air. She bared her large white pointed teeth and growled deeply. Fenrir, who was back on his paws, immediately prowled around her. Adara's eyes followed the big male as he prowled around her, but she didn't turn her back and chose instead to stand on her hind legs too, roaring.

Fenrir roared louder and charged at Adara and bit her neck pushing her to the ground as both werewolves growled. Adara tried to bite but couldn't reach, her hind paw kicked into Fenrir's stomach flipping him over her as he landed on his back. She quickly got up and towered over Fenrir, still baring her large canines but Fenrir did the same as he yet again charged at her neck, her large sharp claw crashed over Fenrir's face, making him shake his head but it didn't do much damage. Fenrir did the same to Adara, making her drop to the floor. Seizing his opportunity, Fenrir bit her neck yet again and dominated her and waited until she gave in. After a few minutes of growling and roaring, Adara lay her head on the floor and stared forward. Fenrir let go and Adara shook her neck whilst getting up, but kept her head low whilst Fenrir kept it high and made a purring sound before howling. Adara quickly followed as the two werewolves howled to the moon.

When they stopped, a distant howl was heard and Fenrir's ears turned and pushed back flat into his neck as he dashed off with Adara behind him. When Adara and Fenrir arrived, they found a black and brown werewolf laying on the floor as flashes of light were fired at him. Fenrir growled deeply as his head lowered and he prowled forwards and without warning he sprinted at the humans who were too focussed on the black and brown werewolf. Adara slowly strode off to the injured werewolf on the floor and at a distant of five metres she picked up a scent. The bright yellow eyes turned to look at the white werewolf and purred as Adara closed the distance between them and pushed her nose under his neck to help him up. Denzel leaned against Adara whilst burying his broad head into her fur making Adara growl, and he quickly stopped.

Adara's bright eyes followed Fenrir's moves as he ran at the leader of the group when Adara saw in the corner of her eyes a black shadow point a wand at Fenrir. She roared and ran towards the house, just managed to dodge a spell and crashed her full body against the door; making it fall in when the woman that had fired screamed and ran up the stairs. Adara let her paws drag across the floor as she slowly walked towards the stairs, focussing her ears to hear the rapid heartbeat and noticed that she started to drool. When she heard a howl of pain she immediately recognised it as her Alpha's cry.

Adara blinked as the sun shone brightly on her face. She tried to get up but something heavy was laying on her back so she gave a puff and pushed her palms on the forest floor and pushed herself up as with a thud the heavy weight dropped down beside her. "FENRIR!" Adara shouted as she shook his shoulder. "Wake up you tough bastard." She added as she smacked him across his already bruised face. Fenrir started to cough and shot up whilst firmly grasping Adara around her neck.

"It's m-" Adara chocked as she grabbed his wrist. Fenrir's chest heaved up and down as the look in his orange eyes calmed and let go of her quickly. Adara looked around and then looked down at her own naked form that was covered in various sized scratches and bruises but was mostly covered in dirt. Adara looked back at Fenrir and gasped. "Your shoulder." She pointed out, as she touched him, making him growl. "It's dislocated."

"Really." Fenrir said with sarcasm whilst pushing her away. "You shouldn't help me."

Adara rolled her eyes and pushed his left arm aside and sat on top of him and pushed him to the floor, grabbing his right arm as he snarled. "Ready?" Adara asked as she lifted his arm, placing her knee on his chest and pulled hard at his arm. Fenrir's scream scared the birds and Adara sat back looking proudly as Fenrir sat up straight and turned and twisted his shoulder.

"Normal wolves would have taken my position as Alpha." He said looking up and down at Adara's naked form on top of his.

"I'm not normal." Adara blushed, making him sigh and stroke her cheek.

"No, you're not. You were impressive last night." He grinned as his hand trailed down over her collarbone and over her breasts and his fingers trailed along a fresh scar. Adara tingled all over her body. "Close your eyes." He said softly, almost in a whisper. Adara's bright blue eyes scanned Fenrir's face before she closed her eyes. "What do you smell?" He asked.

Adara lifted her nose into the air and sniffed. "You."

"Yes, but what else?" He pushed her.

"Grass? Dirt – " Adara inhaled deeply. "Blood."

"What do you hear?" Fenrir asked as he drew circles on her upper legs. "And don't tell me you hear me."

Adara bit her lip and moaned as Fenrir teasingly drew circles closer to her inner thighs "Bit difficult to focus." She complained.

"Last night Denzel tried to mate with you yet you stayed focussed on me whilst fighting him off you and also kept an eye on those wizards." Fenrir retorted.

"That's called multitasking." She sighed.

"Listen." Fenrir ordered her.

As Adara listened she heard distant birds chirping, a fox scratching itself. Adara turned her head so her ear had a direct path to the fox. Fenrir watched how Adara listened to nature, the sounds and smells he already knew. He focussed an ear behind him and wondered how long it would take for her to notice the deer. He had barely though it and Adara pushed him with force to the floor and placed her palms next his head and slowly crawled forward and when her knees reached his armpits she suddenly stopped.

Fenrir gazed up at her navel and licked his lips. "What must I do?" He heard Adara ask as she focussed at the deer. Adara remembered Fenrir explain how the pups wanted to play with everything that moved - well, tear it apart.

"Why don't you move a bit closer?" Fenrir grinned as his gaze lingered between her thighs. If she moved just a little bit closer, all he would have to do is lift his head and he could give her oral pleasure. Adara was too deep in thought to realise this so she crawled forwards into the perfect position but, just as Fenrir stuck out his tongue and lifted his head, she was startled and shot backwards, landing on her backside between his legs.

"You bastard!" Adara cried as she sat on her elbows, facing him to find that he was grinning brightly at her.

"I almost had you! No matter, the way you are laying now is inviting enough." He smirked, licking his teeth as Adara slammed her knees together. "I smell, I smell… Something you can't smell and it is…" Fenrir sang as he sat up on his knees, crawling towards her.

Adara's heart started to beat loudly against her chest and didn't know where to look. "Why don't you tell me." She asked seductively, knowing the answer.

"I think you already know." Fenrir winked as he trailed his fingers over her tibia's and placed his hands on her knees, spreading his fingers over her knees before pulling them apart. Fenrir didn't need to use force but felt Adara hesitate for a moment before he crawled up between her leg to lean his lower arm at the side of her head. "You are mine." He growled as he roughly pressed his lips against her neck and grinded his manhood up against hers whilst his free hand roamed over her body.

Adara's back arched in pleasure, feeling his hot breath on her neck and his rough hands toying with her breasts and nipples. She felt an urge to kiss him, not because it was expected of her but what she wanted to, her wolf-side still fresh. She turned her head to meet Fenrir's lips, her tongue teasing his bottom lip, pleading for entrance as their tongues started in a slow waltz. For once Fenrir didn't want to dominate her or take her with force - he wanted to mate with her as lovers, letting her become his and he hers.

Feeling her hips buck against his, grinding their pelvises together, was enough to drive him insane, and he began kissing rougher but then thought of something to make it all last longer. He broke the kiss, using his nose to push her chin up, kissing down her neck and inhaling deeply as he pushed his thumb underneath her chin, placing his hand lightly on her throat, pushing her head delicately to the side so he could nibble and suck on her neck to leave his mark, claiming her as his.

Adara closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as Fenrir crawled down her body, his hands ahead of his lips, massaging her breasts, playing with her nipples as slowly his mouth approached, taking one in his mouth. Instead of feeling like an object used for lust, she felt desired - something she hadn't felt in a long time. After Fenrir had given enough attention to her breasts, he traced his tongue over her stomach, sending multiple shocks through her body and she could feel herself becoming wetter by the second.

Fenrir then hooked her legs over his shoulders as he pulled her a bit up so that he could sit on his knees, earning a little cry of surprise from her, but he soothed her by kissing into her wet folds. "Sweet Merlin, Fenrir." Adara moaned loudly.

She took short shallow breaths, gasping as pleasure built up in her core. She knew she wouldn't be able to keep up long. "Fenrir please." She whimpered, playing with her own breasts as his tongue worked to purpose, feeling her tense up as her climax built before it hit her, making her arch her back with her mouth open in a silent moan as the climax sent massive shock waves through her body..

Both out of breath, Fenrir slowly lowered Adara to the ground, supporting her back with his arms but no sooner did he let go, she threw herself off the forest floor and straddled him, their cheeks brushing against each other, smelling each other's arousal. "Please don't make me beg." She whispered into his ear as she buried her face in the crook of his neck, wondering where to bite him, to mark him as hers.

"Beg me." Fenrir smirked, supporting her by gripping her buttocks, groaning as Adara moved her hips, grinding her wetness over his throbbing cock.

"Fuck me." Adara said hoarsely into his ear, biting down on his earlobe. Fenrir let one hand slip up over her back and into her neck.

"Magic word?" He teased, wanting to push the game further but Adara didn't seen the fun in it as her wolf-side had taken over - or was it her was it her wolf-side?

With one hand she grabbed his erection and pushed herself down on him. They both moaned in delight as Fenrir's arms tightened around her waist, muttering softly. 'fuck.' Was all that escaped his lips as Adara started to roll her hips.

Her hands shot up into his hair as she gripped his black/greyish hair tightly, pulling him to her, forcing her lips upon his as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Fenrir's free hand caressed her thigh and stomach and then fondled her breast, his hips meeting her rolls, thrusting in at the right moment. To be honest Fenrir loved this new way of having sex, the different positions, the increased contact and above all the good sights. He let go of her back and grasped her hips, helping her move up and down, their lips never separating. His thrusts became deeper and faster and yet Adara breathed 'faster' against his lips as she moved her own hips faster against him.

Fenrir couldn't hold on much longer, feeling her walls get tighter around him. Their foreheads touched as both their mouths hung open as Fenrir felt Adara come around him, and he was not far behind as with one forceful thrust and a groan, he pumped his seed inside her, breathing a laugh.

"You are too good for me." Fenrir panted, both of them collapsing on the forest floor as they started to laugh. Adara still lay on top of him, listening to his loud heart beat.

After a few minutes, she was in the mood for more but didn't dare say it. She sat up and kissed him on the mouth, pushing her tongue inside and battling for dominance with tongue wrestling. She left his lips and began kissing underneath his chin, over his throat, and further and further down, keeping a lustful glint in her eyes as she looked up to see Fenrir following her movement with watchful eye.

Adara smirked as she felt his erection press against her chest, pushing her chest further down to rub her breasts against his hardening manhood. She lowered herself even more to place a gentle kiss on his balls before licking all the way up to his tip, slipping her hand around the shaft, slowly moving up and down as her lustful eyes looked back at Fenrir's who seemed in trouble, torn between the desire to take her again and wanting to enjoy this. He seemed to relax as his head lay back on the forest floor and he groaned as her hand cupped his balls, massaging them gently with one hand whilst the other stroked up and down. Feeling him start to spasm underneath her, she took his head in her mouth, slowly taking in more and more before she backed away, teasing the head with the tip of her tongue, letting her hand work, grinning in satisfaction from soft moans escaping her mate's throat. She began stroking up and down some more at a faster pace, bobbing her head along with her hand, feeling that Fenrir was holding back she tried harder, feeling a hand tangling in her blonde hair.

"Adara.." He begged in a whisper. All he got in reply was her tightening her lips around his shaft and sucking harder. She felt him shift and then a pair of hands gripped her arms as she was pulled up and thrown on her side, her leg pulled backwards over his hips, a hand under her chin pulling her face towards his as in a swift movement he entered her wet folds from behind.

oOo

Nearly a week has passed since Adara and Fenrir's mating and Gwen looked down at Adara who sat in the bathtub. "YOU DID WHAT!?" Gwen shouted as she almost fell out of the chair. "HOW MANY TIMES?" Gwen continued.

"Four times?" Adara smiled nervously, biting her lower lip.

"And you are only telling me this now!? Wait! What were you thinking? I mean –" Gwen stopped and slapped her own forehead. "I remember clearly you wanted to kill Fenrir the last time I tended to your wounds."

"I – I don't know what happened… It just happened and I had fun when I rode on top of him." Adara blushed as she sank deeper into the water.

"You dominated him!" Gwen suddenly grinned and sniggered.

"Who dominated who?" Scabior wondered as he walked into the bathing room.

"Get out you pervert." Gwen scolded him and puffed her chest out.

"Are you two girls gettin' a little bit more comfortable with each other?" Scabior laughed. Gwen was about to say something but Adara was quicker.

"Yes actually, Gwen was going to have a bath with me. So get your arse out before I kick you out myself." She snapped at Scabior.

"Would love to see that, luv." He smirked. Adara swam forward and stepped out the water , her body covered in foam. Adara grasped Scabior's ear and twisted it, making him flinch whilst she pulled him outside and twisted a bit harder to make him sit in front of her. She let go and turned her head to find that she was starting at a broad chest. She looked up at Fenrir who only stared before pushing passed her, making Adara's face turn grim as she walked back to the water.

"Are you alright?" Gwen asked, noticing her expression.

"He's been avoiding me all week. Nothing works." Adara sighed, thinking about Fenrir.

"Wow! What do you mean nothing works?" Gwen cried, frowning deeply.

"I – well…" Adara stuttered, unsure of where to start.

"You like him!" Gwen exclaimed, coming to sit near Adara on the stones around the water. Adara went under the water for a moment and wiped the water and foam of her head as she resurfaced.
"I don't know, something tells me I shouldn't like him but then another side tells me that I like to be dominated. If you would have been there you would have seen a completely different –" She explained but was quickly cut off.

"Get out of the bath and get to my room." Fenrir ordered her coldly as he closed the curtains behind him, leaving Adara and Gwen to exchange a look and Gwen shrugged.

"Why don't you tell him." Gwen suggested.

"Tell him what?" Adara frowned.

"That you like him, even if it's just for the bloody, violent, dominating sex the two of you have. I mean, when I was younger I had the exact same thing with a fellow student." Gwen said and patted Adara's head.

"The exact same thing?" Adara questioned.

"Dominating sex. Go before he gets angry again." Gwen said and got a towel ready as Adara stepped out the bath and tied the towel around herself as Gwen dried her hair with another towel.

"Stop that, now I look like a ball of fur." Adara fussed whilst finger brushing her hair. Adara quickly slipped into her jeans and shirt and winked at Gwen before walking into the room she shared with Fenrir. She immediately lowered her head as she saw Fenrir sitting on their bed, his chest puffed and his face stiff.

"You wanted to speak with me, Alpha?" Adara didn't dare say his name as she sensed that something was wrong even though you couldn't see it. It was something you could only sense if you were a werewolf.

"Yes." He pursed his lips and stood up making Adara shrink in submission. "You are married?" He asked coldly.

"No – " Adara looked up and shook her head. "Actually, I –" Adara started but was cut off when Fenrir used his large hand to smack her across her face, making her fall back to the floor.

"I MATED WITH YOU!" Fenrir roared as he grabbed a chair and tossed it across the room angrily. Adara didn't dare look up and tried to make herself as small as possible. "DO YOU FUCKING KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?" He bellowed as he tightly gripped her neck, lifting her with ease off the ground.

"L-let me ex-" Adara chocked. Fenrir growled and grasped her hair to throw her out of his room into the main hall, where Gwen stood glued to the floor as she watched Adara being dragged by her hair. Gwen pulled herself together and ran after them and watch with wide eyes, as did Denzel and Scabior. Fenrir threw Adara to the ground before him. "Remove yourself from here." He spat, throwing her wand at her, breathing loudly through his nose from anger.

"Fenrir –" Adara pleaded as her eyes filled with tears.

"NOW!" He fumed, his fist clenched by his sides. Adara looked at the wand before her feet and picked it up and stood up straight, looking up at Fenrir's face.

Fenrir looked at the woman before him, her eyes filled with tears. She wanted to explain, but what was there to explain? Umbridge had been clear when she had explained it to him - Adara was a diversion and infiltrated into his pack. Fenrir had developed feelings for her, just like Adara had planned and not a week before, they mated, meaning that she was his, an Alpha female. His Alpha female. His tough, savage self was weak and soft when he was around her. Fenrir's face turned darker and darker the longer he thought about this woman who had betrayed him. She was married, and did not love him the way he loved her. Fenrir grabbed his wand from his robe and pointed it at Adara who just managed to block the spell. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY SIGHT AND NEVER RETURN!" Fenrir bellowed. As much as it hurt him, he needed to be strong and not let emotion take over otherwise Denzel would try to become Alpha again. Just as he wanted to fire another spell Adara vanished with a loud crack through the air.

"I thought Adara was Alpha?" Denzel asked as he looked between Fenrir and the empty spot where Adara stood seconds ago.

"Speak her name again and the consequences will be fatal." Fenrir barked. "Same goes for everyone." He added as he glared at the three others before storming back into his room where he let out his anger, tearing everything apart and throwing it all to the ground, making a complete mess before he stood panting heavily as he looked at the bed. The bed he had shared with her. With a heave, he lifted the bed from the floor and threw it across the room. He wasn't going to sleep anyway.

"That was unexpected, just as I accepted her as my Alpha." Denzel was the first to speak.

"I don't understand? What 'appened?" Scabior wondered as he turned to look at Gwen who held up her hands.

"Don't look at me, I don't know but one thing's for sure... Adara was in love with Fenrir." Gwen whispered.

"She what!? With… !? Is she crazy? 'e is a violent, blood thirsty savage animal, and she's – she's – not like that!" Scabior cried, hardly believing what he was hearing.

"You can't choose who you fall in love with, it just happens." Gwen retorted, and grabbed her wand but before she could go anywhere, Scabior grabbed her wrist.

"Don't even try, 'e'll kill you." He warned Gwen, knowing what was going through her mind.

"What about – " Gwen protested but she was cut off.

"She's an Auror and a werewolf… She'll be fine on her own." Denzel said as he got up and walked away from the camp.

"Where the 'ell is 'e going?" Scabior asked as he gave a sideways look at Gwen.

"I don't know." Gwen sighed before she began to sob. "I want her back." Gwen added as Scabior pulled her closer into a hug.

"She'll come back, Fenrir likes 'er or else Denzel wouldn't be speaking of 'er as 'is Alpha." He said softly as he pulled Gwen into his arms in front of the fire.

Adara landed on a hard surface, screaming not from pain but from heartache. When he had kicked her out, she suddenly realised she felt something for Fenrir. Even though he had raped her, he always pulled her into his strong arms and never let go of her, protecting her, something that her husband John had never done. Instead, John turned his back to her and just fell asleep after they had sex. But Adara had went willingly to Fenrir after her first night as a werewolf because a part of her took lead and ignored the voice of reason in her head. She knew perfectly well that when the Alpha male chose his mate he would be gentle and even loving, and that's exactly what happened. He didn't rape her, he hadn't even wanted to take her doggy style and their lips barely parted from one other. Adara screamed out her anger and tears until eventually she realised that it was starting to rain. Lifting her head up, she realised that it wasn't rain, but actually ocean waves crashing upon the rocks Adara was sitting on. A pair of fingers slithered over her shoulder, and Adara automatically gripped the wrist and twisted it, lifting her gaze to find herself barely a few centimetres away from a Dementor. Her world turned around her as the Dementor started to suck out her happy memories. Adara bared her teeth and placed her palms on the side of the Dementors face before she twisted it's head quickly, listening to the bones crack. Before Adara could even breath, the Dementor dropped to the floor, dead, and she grabbed the cloak and dragged the Dementor away as another large Dementor approached. It's eyeless gaze went from Adara to the dead Dementor and Adara dropped the dead one and grasped at the cloak of the Azkaban prison guard..

"Bring me the list of names and wake Him." Adara growled and pushed the guard back, and the Dementor quickly flew away. The first time she had come to Azkaban, it had been hell. The largest Dementor, 'the captain' as Adara nicknamed him, had put her with 'Him' in the same room. 'He' was the executioner, a Dementor who never wore his hood, it's dead skin hanging off the side of its face and hands, it's cloak always stained with blood and he was even bigger than the captain. The first time she met 'Him', she had passed out almost a moment after she laid eyes on it, his presence was depressing and weighed heavier than all the other Dementors. Bit by bit she learnt to deal with its presence as she attended his executions, as she was appointed by Umbridge to make sure the executions went as planned - if she failed, her mother would die.

Nobody knew that Adara worked there until she killed a Dementor with her bare hands after he tried to give her the Kiss. She was immediately respected by the Dementors but she had lost some of her senses. It took Alastor and her father weeks if not months to bring her back to 'normal', and yet she threw their help out of the window by returning to Azkaban to attend more executions because she was yet again ordered to do so. Bit by bit Adara lost contact with the outside world until one day, a prisoner pleaded to get an audience with her as his last wish. Adara didn't know the man but his words forever remained with her. "Your mother is dead, your father is on the edge of self-destruction, he needs you and you need him."

As soon as Adara had set foot outside Azkaban and into the social Wizarding world, she was put into St Mungo's on the First Floor - Creature-Induced Injuries, even though she was treated more like a mentally very unstable person. After a year of rehabilitation and many lectures from Alastor Moody, Adara was somehow back to normal. This was when she hadn't seen John for a year and a half, both sucked up into their work - John as a Dragonologist and Adara as an Auror.

Adara stiffened at all the memories: Dolores Umbridge. She lifted her wand and Disapparated again.

When she apparated, she heard a loud horn blow and threw herself against a guardrail, as adrenaline shot through her body. She grabbed her heart as she tried to steady her breathing. "You almost died, you idiot." Adara scolded herself as she climbed over the guardrail and strode of into the forest nearby. Adara heard the snapping of a twig and lifted her wand to find a man who was more naked than dressed.

"You're a werewolf." Adara said as soon as her nose caught his scent.

"So are you." He responded, just as Adara realised she was surrounded. "Let's see what the Alpha has to say about you, intruder." He added with a smile as Adara was knocked unconscious by someone behind her.

When she woke up, she was on her knees with her hands firmly bound behind her back and when she looked up, she felt startled because a pair of big blue eyes stared at her. "Welcome back." The man said as he grabbed a strand of her blond hair and pressed it to his nose. "So, you're Fenrir's mated Alpha." He said casually.

"How –" Adara started, but she was cut off.

"You smell of my Alpha. I must admit you are a fine catch." He said as he let go of her hair and walked behind her to unbound her. Adara massaged the sore spots on her wrists. "My apologies, my scouts and warriors can be really harsh." He said as he walked to a table and sat down. "Come, you must be hungry." He added whilst pushing a plate full of meat towards her.

Adara stood up slowly and continued to stare at the man before her. He had long black hair and wore it into a braid down his neck, two braids hanging beside his face with beads at the end, a scar that went from his cheek down over his lips, and had a small beard and tanned skin, and he only wore a pair of trousers - not even any shoes. "Where are my manners, the name is Lon." He said as he extended a hand to her.

"Adara." She introduced herself as she shook his hand. When she let go, Adara sat in the chair next to Lon but still couldn't take her eyes of him.

"Are you alright? You look rather shocked." He asked whilst leaning on his elbows.

"You're an Alpha… But I thought Fenrir was?" She asked, confused.

"He still his, there are several packs in England and each pack has its own Alpha. Put them all together and you have Fenrir at the head of them all. He is the leading force in England." Lon explained.

"In England? You mean – I thought Fenrir was Alpha over all the werewolves." she frowned.

"No, Cerberus is the Alpha of Alpha's. The world's Alpha if you like." Lon smiled.

"Merlin, this is confusing." Adara sighed, placing her head in her hands.

"England, Fenrir – world, Cerberus… And trust me you don't want to meet him." Lon said.

"If you say so." Adara said and took a small bite of food.

Adara heard the tent's door be pulled aside and a woman's voice sounded. "Oh! I didn't know we had company."

"Sarah, my love. Meet Fenrir's Alpha, Adara. " Lon said as he got up quickly and practically ran towards the heavily pregnant woman . "Adara, meet my wife, Sarah." He continued, as he kept his hand on his wife's swollen belly.

"Pleased to meet you." Both women said at the same time. Sarah's smile brightened as she sat down across from Adara. Sarah had shoulder length bright red hair and blue eyes "It's really nice we finally have an Alpha female, but why are you here?" Sarah blurred out.

"Sweetheart, we don't ask such thing off our –" Lon started but Adara cut him off.

"I'm not with Fenrir anymore." Adara muttered as she lowered her head. Sarah looked up at her husband, who frowned but before he could say anything more, they heard a fight break out outside so Lon stood up and went to deal with the situation, leaving Adara and Sarah alone.

"What do you mean?" Sarah asked. "What happened?"

"Something - or should I say someone - drove us apart." Adara retorted before pushing the plate aside. "Thank you for this, but I have to leave." She added and went to get up but Sarah grabbed her hand that lay on the table.

"You don't have to leave – whether you are an Alpha or not." Sarah said as she patted Adara's hand, whilst shoving the plate back into Adara's direction. Adara looked down at the food and sat down again.

Lon's head popped in through the curtain. "Adara, I know this isn't how it normally works but can you put someone in his place?" He asked, just as Adara and Sarah stood up and walked out together. "Adara meet Jax." Lon said as he pointed to a man who had broad shoulders and a muscular body covered in scars, with black matted hair. He pushed his Alpha aside and stood right in front of Adara. Adara looked up and snorted.

"So you're Fenrir's bitch." He growled with a very deep voice. Lon's pack gasped and Adara cocked an eyebrow as she walked around him. When she was behind him, she kicked him to his knees and went back in front of him.

"Pleased to meet you." Adara smiled sarcastically and kicked his chest, making him fall backwards. Adara climbed on top of him and dug her nails into his jaw. "What was the problem?"

"Nothing." Jax groaned as he looked into another direction.

"Good." Adara smiled and let go of his now bloodied chin and stood up. Lon was sniggering and whispering something in Sarah's ear which made the pregnant woman smile brightly.

"People! This is Adara, she will be staying here as long as she likes. Let us celebrate because I feel like it." Lon grinned as the pack cheered and started preparing.

So now, Adara is removed from Fenrir and staying in another pack, will they meet again? and if.. How will they react? Leave a message/review on your thoughts ;)