Authors note:
Hey there! This is my first fanfic on here; so reviews and comments are always welcome, and greatly appreciated. I'm not going to ask you to be gentle with me; if you think my fic is terrible, say so, and tell me why, and how it can be improved: If you think, by some chance, that it is ok, or even good, please let me know. :) This is part one of a two (possibly three)chapter fic.

Jana, had been kind, yes, but Maddy knows Janas pack will never be home: they say home is where the heart is; Maddys heart is far away, in a place called Stoneybridge. Her physical heart is beating in her chest, quickly, bah-thump, bah-thump, bah-thump, but her emotion-heart is nowhere near as close by as he should be.
Maddy runs. She runs and runs and runs, in the swift wolf-lope she can keep up for a day or more, it would seem, till her paws are bloodied, and her fur is slick with chilling sweat in the Winter night. Once she gets tangled in a bramble-patch, and loses a few good-sized chunks of fur, and recieves a fine rip to her left ear as a result. Thrice she stumble-swims through small rivers, geting soaked in the process, but at least getting rid of the mud and sweat that cakes her fur. How long she runs for, she does not know. Perhaps a day. Probably longer. Certainly the Sun rises and sets more than once.

But she is only young, and soon after the bramble-patch, she has to rest.

She transforms back to her human, hair astray, clothes wild and tattered, in order to use Eolas. By doing so, she finds a hollow amongst the roots of an ancient oak, not three minutes from her current location; a forest, comprised mainly of holly and oak, somewhere in Northumbria, she thinks. She begins to run, yet again.

Strange thoughts race through the fabric of her mind while her bruised and bleeding body is at rest, longing for sleep: appeals to whatever higher power or powers that may be out there, hoping that her parents won't find her 'till she finds Rhydian, lest they bring her back to Janas pack. She has to see Rhydian. Just to make sure that he is ok. Rhydian. Who she loves. Who loves her. They are Mates. It seems so obvious now; it is quite common for the Bond, when it does form, to do so in the early teenage years, but Maddys parents had decided to keep that particular piece of Wolfblood lore from her, until she had "settled" somewhat into her "new pack", where she was an Omega, and Rhydian had no-one to teach him of the Bond. It explains so much; the constant longing, no, an urge, to be near Rhydian. The need to make sure he is safe. The bond between them. No, the Bond.

Thoughts swirling around her mind, Maddy begins to fall asleep.

She is awakened by a severe pain in her wrist; she must have caught it on a sharp part of tree-root. She uncurls and holds said wrist in front of her face, nostrils flaring, taking in the scent. In the pre-dawn star-light, the blood looks almost black. She startles; the once inch-long laceration is growing longer, gradually, and with it, the terrible knowing that something very-not-good is happening to Rhydian. The Bond means that for any hurt dealt to one Mate, the exact same will happen to the other. It only occurs in Wolfbloods, and even then, it is rare. Maddy barks, once, for wolves bark only in true emergencies, transforms back into her wolf, and races off with murder on her mind, for whoever hurts Rhydian will soon learn to regret their actions.

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