Thank you all for the great reviews, wow, so many. Now, the whole 'Teague' thing will be revealed in time. By the way I'm not sure of whether werewolves marry or what Gabriel's surname is anyway. If someone could help me out there it will be appreciated and I'll make a couple of changes. Anywho...

Chapter 3

The shop door opened and a group of four teenagers tumbled in. Another remained at the door to finish a cigarette. There was something about this gaunt blonde, but Bayne couldn't think why, for some reason he didn't smell like other humans. The group greeted Rose warmly as if they were reuniting after years of isolation. Then they parted to let the blonde through to Rose. The stranger snaked a strong arm around her waist and planted a gentle kiss on her cheek. To Bayne's surprise she shrugged him off. Now he recognised the faint musky smell, it was of wolf kind but that of a stray. Roux also seemed to realise this as she had ceased reading and was staring at him.

Rose introduced Bayne to the group. The humans seemed quite intrigued by Bayne's presence but the blonde glared at him as if he posed a threat.

"Nice to meet you." The blonde muttered not meaning a single word. He had a slightly Transylvanian accent. "I'm Raoul Serban."

"Rose, Buddy will be waiting for us." A dark haired girl piped up.

"Hold on a minute, Crystal." She replied before turning to Bayne. "You're not from round here are you. Are you looking for something or just curious?"

"Just curious I guess." Bayne replied as Rose reached in her pocket to withdraw a pen. She held his hand in hers and wrote her mobile number on her palm. On a whim she drew a pentagram beneath it. He watched her face break into a smile and watched Raoul's eyes narrow with contempt.

Roux got up to stand next to Bayne and nudged him in the ribs. "We've got to go. The Uncle's will be waiting for us."

They all left the shop and left in their separate ways; Bayne and Roux went towards the car park while the other's left for the mall. Bayne couldn't help but smile as he watched the blonde argue with Rose about their encounter.

The Uncle's were waiting in the Range Rover listening to the crashing chords of their loud music. The journey back home was uneventful until they got back. Once Bayne and Roux were alone in the driveway she aired hr feelings.

"What the hell were you thinking? She's a human! You can't go out with her. The pack won't allow it."

"They don't have to know." He grinned and ran to his cabin. Leaving his skateboard outside the door he entered the kitchen and pulled a loaf of bread out the cupboard. Bayne's head turned towards the door as Vivien walked in wearing a long summer dress.

"You look like you've been having fun. Why's that?" she asked.

"No reason." He muttered in return. He sawed through the bread before realising he was using the wrong knife.

Vivien grinned with sharp teeth. "You've found a mate haven't you? So who's the lucky girl then? It's Roux isn't it?" She teased with her singsong voice and picked up a glass to pour herself a drink.

"No-one you know." He could feel himself heating up and busied himself looking through the fridge. "Her name's Rose Teague."

The sound of shattering glass split the quiet kitchen and Vivien made a noise like that of a trapped rabbit. Bayne didn't understand her reaction and faced her. "Did you just say... 'Teague'?" She trembled as she gazed wide-eyed at her son.

"Yeah, why?"

"I won't allow it! For a start she's a human. 'Don't date if..." She stopped, she realised who she sounded like.

"... You can't mate'. Where have I heard that before?" an older woman by the door completed the well-known phrase. It was Esme, Vivien's mother. The blonde could still challenge others in the looks department but was now settled next door with her mate, Thomas "I think I can guess what the situation is. We'll talk about this later, boy." She continued looking at Vivien knowingly.

Bayne abandoned his sandwich and headed out the back door towards the forest. He preferred the taste of rabbit anyway. Something still nagged at his mind. Why did I go ahead and mention Rose? He asked himself And how did she know she was a human? He glanced at the inn that the pack ran. An early group of holidaymakers made their way to the reception to check in. Ignoring them, his steady pace broke into a run. With tourists about he would have to hunt further into the forest.

Hiding his clothes under the lush bracken he let the Change sweep over him. It was careless to run in his wolf skin in daylight but he was way past caring. The pale immutable face of Rose caved its way into his mind; he would hunt and feast in her honour. Holding back a howl he raced towards the meadow beyond the acres of trees and ferns.

Another thought kept into his mind. Why am I acting like this, she's only a meat-girl? Taking a wild leap over a stream. He snarled a laugh, 'meat-girl' made her sound like a side dish. Either way, he couldn't ignore the hunger gnawing at his gut. Feast of Honour it is then.

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After 2 months without a computer, seeing the reviews cheered me up, thanks guys! ... And girls! Any advice is welcome, I'm still a newbie.

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