AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, so I know this chapter is incredibly short compared to some of my other chapters, but if I had to name this chapter it would be something like, 'Turning Point'. The next chapters are going to get crazy.


I stirred in my sleep, my body felt slightly sore, but not unpleasantly so. I opened my eyes as a throb in my neck reminded me of the events of the night before.

I had been bitten by a vampire. I thought wonderously. A throb between my legs told me of the arousal I felt at the thought. A muttering at my back and warm breath along my spine, the arms wrapped just below my breasts alerted me to the vampiress' location.

I shivered, shifting in Regina's arms. She wrapped her arms tighter around me and snuggled deeper into my back. She murmured in her sleep. I stopped my squirming, listening intently.

"He-nry… hhuh?" She babbled against my skin.

Henry? What was she seeing? I had to wonder. I knew she had to be dreaming from my own memories. I hoped it was nothing to terrible, nothing that would make her stop wanting me.

Then she giggled. I felt my eyes widen and my spine chilled at the sound. I had never imagined I would hear such an innocent, child-like sound come from Regina. I shuddered and squirmed against her hold. I needed to see her face. To watch her expressions as she dreamt on.

I managed to roll over in her arms until I faced her. She wore a look of pure serenity at this point. Suddenly, the look turned feral, even with her eyes closed in sleep. She began to stir against me, to grip at my back. I grew nervous watching her. Was she seeing through the eyes of myself as a wolf? Then she growled, low, and husky in her throat and I suddenly felt my own wolf responding in kind.

I felt wetness pooling between my legs. I rubbed my thighs together, seeking to relieve myself of the sudden arousal I felt there, at my clit. I growled.

Regina gasped and her eyes flew open. She gripped my shoulders and turned us over, landing on top. The look in her eyes had become wild and feral, enough to rival any wolf's. She held my gaze for a moment, her brown eyes full of wonder and lust, before her lips were smashing against my own.

I moaned at the contact. How could I ever live without this? She felt so amazing, the way she could touch me.

Regina ran fingers along my sides, leaving fire in their wake and ground her pelvis into mine. I pulled back from her mouth, panting. What had she seen that had brought this out in her?

I reached out and slipped a hand into her brunette hair. We watched one another, chests heaving. Then she was grinding and gripping my breasts with both hands, her pelvis meeting mine just right, the friction creating shocks of electricity from my core to the rest of my body. I gasped as Regina pressed lips against my pulse point where she had bitten me. I moaned and thrashed as she tongued and sucked, but didn't bite. She merely laved at where she had taken her fill of me, marking me.

"R-Regina!" I called out, into the air, unable to contain my desire as I grabbed the sides of her face and pulled her mouth to mine. I slipped my tongue into her mouth as she gasped. My tongue met hers, licking and intertwining as we ground into each other. I growled low in my throat as I thrust my hips up with more force, seeking more friction. Regina must have realized then, what I wanted as she ran a hand down my chest, through my slick folds and plunged two fingers into me.

I cried out. I writhed and thrust against her hand, seeking the sweet oblivion I knew myself to be throttling toward. I dragged a hand down her shoulder and inward toward her center that we might come together. As I frantically rode myself out, attempting to hold my pace, I slid fingers through Regina's folds and into her center, our mouths parted as we both moaned aloud. She was so wet for me.

"Em-maaa!" Regina cried, and I felt myself shuddering beneath her at the sound, my insides clenching, my core clenching around her fingers. I jerked as I reached my peak, and I held on as I attempted to bring Regina to the same, riding out the waves of the orgasm that was bursting from my core.

Finally, she reached her high, her core clenching around my fingers as she cried out above me. She collapsed against me, clinging to me as we breathed heavily in the aftermath.

I brushed her hair back behind her ear, lifting her jaw to look into her chocolate eyes. I felt my wolf calling to me, it desired something. I ignored it, as I held her gaze. I pressed lips to Regina's in a slow, languid kiss.

We pulled back as a knock sounded at the door. Regina glared in its direction.

"What is it?" She called, none too happy about the disturbance.

"Mistress, Master Henry is wondering if you might know where Miss Emma is located? She was not in her room this morning." The voice of the human, Ariel breached the wood.

I fought back the smile that tugged at my lips as Regina turned a raised brow in my direction before answering, "She is currently keeping me company and will be joining the others before they take their run."

I couldn't hide my grin any longer then. She glared as Ariel stammered her apologies from the other side of the door.

"Y-yes mistress, I will relay such to the boy. Immediately. Apologies for interrupting." With that, Ariel could be heard scuffling away, as quickly as possible.

I placed palms possessively around the globes of Regina's buttocks. She arched into my grip as I leaned up and tugged her bottom lip into my mouth, biting, sucking, then moaning as she pressed into me. I really could not get enough of her.

Regina pulled back and ran pale olive fingertips over my temple. The look on her face expressed tenderness, but her eyes, they hid the hunger that lay beneath. I shivered beneath that gaze, knowing I would never get enough of it, and she would never get enough of me.

"Emma?" Regina whispered.

"Yes?" I answered, just as quietly, as tenderly as she spoke to me. A light tension filled the air, something in her pulled at me, dragging me deeper in, pulling me closer to her.

"I don't want anyone else…." Regina whispered it so softly, if not for my wolf hearing, I probably would not have heard her.

She continued, "All I have ever wanted is you. And… After last night…. Emma, I now know, that you feel much the same. I won't push you. I know things, about werewolves and choosing their mates, but just know, when you are ready, I'll be here."

I felt my mouth go dry at the realization of what she had meant by that statement. My ears roared as blood rushed to my head. My wolf fought to the surface, fought to take control, to lay claim to what it believed already belonged to us, but I tamped it down, fighting the desire to do just that. I wasn't ready. Not yet. I had to be entirely sure if Regina would be always be mine. No matter whatever may occur.

Instead of answering, I surged up and pressed lips to hers. I wrapped arms around her and held her to me for several long moments, kissing her, caressing her and breathing her in to steady my nerves. Regina wanted me to claim her just as she had claimed me.

Regina nuzzled against my cheek.

"It's going to be sundown in another hour. We should probably bathe before you head out with the others." She spoke into my ear.

I sighed at the contact. Grumbling, I replied to her suggestion, "Well, alright, but just so you know, bathing with someone, the other wolves might still pick up your scent on me no matter what soaps we use or how much we scrub."

Regina grinned wickedly.

"Why, dear, that's the idea."

I shook my head at her as she pushed herself out of the bed and made her way to the bathroom, naked. I leapt up after her with a grin.

We lay in the bath for quite some time, enjoying the peace that we were getting together.

Regina was the one to break the quiet first, as she posed the question, "Henry… He's really not your brother?"

I paused, mid-process in soaping up her arms.

"Y-yes… Someone had given him to a carnival troupe by the name of the Lost Boys as a babe…. And, I don't know, I wanted him. So I asked for him." I answered, resuming my ministrations along her skin.

Regina hummed in approval to my caresses. She spoke again, "I saw a memory of you speaking to that boy, Baelfire. I'm glad he gave him to you. A carnival is no place for a baby to be raised."

I pursed my lips at the memory. I had said just that to Baelfire at the time, offering Henry a stable home, good food, proper upbringing and a family. I knew what the price of that would be, the turning, but still, I made the offer. Something about him had called to me.

"Emma?" Regina interrupted my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I replied before I could fall too deeply into my own musings. I really did think too much sometimes.

"I think, even if I weren't a vampire, I would still want you somehow." Regina confessed.

I smiled and tugged Regina closer to me. She turned her head toward me as I lay my chin on her shoulder. I pressed a kiss to her lips. Yep, definitely not something I could live without, not anymore.

Nearly sundown and I hurried out to meet the rest of the pack for our run. I wore only a robe, clothing would be pointless as all werewolves would be forcibly changed at sundown with the full moon. Regina followed at a slower pace. She would wait behind as we took to the night.

Henry awaited me at the front entry to the cabin. He looked eager and excited.

"Emma!" He exclaimed.

"Henry." I answered, with a grin. This kid was full of the energy of a wolf pup.

"About that swim…?" He let the question hang in the air, waiting for me to say something.

I smiled.

"I'll think about it while we're on the run." I let him know as I ruffled his hair.

Henry nodded, not even caring just this once to even fix what I had mussed up on his head. Then he turned around and bounded out of the doors, hurrying down the steps. The others waited with the human thralls. They were ready to take our robes once we dropped them in our transformations.

Graham gave me a nod of approval as he saw me. Will winked and Ruby gave me what was best described as a wolf-whistle. It was Mulan that surprised me by actually saying anything.

"Looks like the vampiress finally got her taste." She called out, smirking.

I glared at the other wolf.

"And what if she did?" I managed to sass back.

Mulan grinned. The sun fell behind the trees. The clock was ticking. Everything seemed to slow to my wolf-senses, heightened by the full moon.

Time suddenly stood still, as everything took a turn for the worst...