Billie groaned and rolled out of bed. She had stayed up the night before tangled up with Lorcan, kissing each other's faces while they talked about every topic that they could think of until Billie passed out in his arms. When she woke up, they were still tangled together. She never felt love like this when she was with Alex. She never wanted to stay in bed for days with her, because leaving bed would mean that she would have to share the experience of being with that person for even a second. She didn't care if people stole a glance when she was with Alex. She couldn't bare the thought of anyone looking at her mate the way that she looked at him.

She peppered kisses along his face and managed to find an escape route from his long limbs. She had to warn him the night before that when he woke up, she would be gone. She had to go to the school store to pick up a few textbooks for the term and while she knew that Lorcan would be a great help in the bookstore, she didn't trust attempting such a simple trip with him. One side glance and she would end up with her back pressed against the stacks and his hands on her. They were insatiable and she loved it.

After tugging on all of her clothes, making sure that she was presentable enough for the quick trip to the store. Billie tugged the blanket around the sleeping Lorcan and locked the door behind her to keep some wayward freshman from stumbling into his room by mistake and waking her love. She hoisted her bag onto her shoulder and walked down the designated trails to Clockwork Village. Thankfully it was close enough to the school that she didn't have to worry about apparating. She was able to pass her testing with little issue, but if she tried to use the ability too early in the morning, she would throw up.

Billie pushed open the door to the bookstore, smiling when she noticed some familiar faces. The book that she needed was in the back corner of the store. Just her luck. Billie scanned the titles, checking to see if she could spot the one that she needed without additional help from the people who worked there. It was starting to feel like this year would be her first good one in a while. Last year gave her her mate back, but she also had to deal with nearly dying. The whole death thing had a way of deterring people from seeing the bright side of life.

"Gotcha, sucker." She could spot the book, but seemed to be too short to grab it. Damn it. And she turned down the lanky man who she loved. Billie put her foot on the bottom shelf, glanced around to make sure that no employee was watching and hoisted herself up onto the shelf to get the book.

Because using her magic was far too simple for her.

Billie looked over the shelves, hoping that she would be able to find the rest of the books that she needed. When she could go back to Lorcan and when she could just focus on her studies. She wished that she could just get rid of her parts of her life that involved being a Greyback. Where she could just be who she was always before she knew about her father. Where she didn't have to keep away from the man who she loved during the full moons because she was terrified about hurting him? It was a hope that was too great for someone like her. For someone who was what she was.

She stood up on the ledge and smiled at the blonde man who was talking to her.
"Well yeah, probably, but not nearly as fun." She jumped down from the ledge and held the book closer to herself.
"Am I in your way?" She took a step aside, fairly sure that she was blocking him from whatever he was trying to get to. Probably one of the new professors at Aridorn. He looked a little old to be part of the school, but for all she knew he was just an older student.

When he said her name, she took a step back.
"Yes, how did you know that?" She was sure that she would remember someone who looked so much like porcelain. His eyes were like pits of ice and frost and there was something in him that put her on edge.
"What can I help you with?" She asked, trying to figure out how she knew him.

Billie stole a glance around the store, hoping that she would see Cahal or someone else who she knew. There was a nagging feeling in her stomach that this wasn't going to turn out well, and she wanted to have some reinforcement if she would need it.

Billie had no idea who this man was, how he knew her name and what he wanted from her. She was a decent enough witch. She got good enough grades in most of her classes, Charms and Care of Magical Creatures came a little easier for her, Potions and Defense always gave her some troubles. People always told her it was because she was too much of a sweetheart. She couldn't master the arts that required a fire in her belly, because it just wasn't there. Or at least it hadn't been until she had been turned into a full wolf. Knowing that she almost died at the hands of someone related to her turned her into a different person. She didn't always believe that there was pure good in everyone, they had to earn it.

When he mentioned her father, she was even more on edge. She had no contact with Fenrir and she cheered when he was killed. She toasted with her mother and she spent the night celebrating with her. Puck and Tyr joined them, but Billie knew that they would never fully understand what it was like to know that Fenrir was gone. Lyra wouldn't have to worry that every corner would bring her the man who raped her, and Billie didn't have to worry that she would eventually have to face off against the man who brought her into the world.

"What about him?" She didn't want to know anything about him. If Sevrin was a friend of his, then she didn't want anything to do with him. Billie crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the blonde man. She didn't know what he would say to her, but she could feel her heart start to pound in her chest. He didn't open with any line about being from the Ministry of Magic, so that was a positive sign. The last thing she wanted to do was deal with the Ministry of Magic and their werewolf hating ways.

She nodded when he asked if they could go somewhere private.
"Yeah. This way." She knew that there was a small sitting area for students to hang around while getting their books. Billie walked towards the comfortable couches and was grateful that no one was there other than a few employees wandering around.
"So go ahead, talk." She sat down and looked at the blonde man.

Once she sat down across from this blond man, she knew that something was wrong. She was a strong wolf, she knew it from the moment she woke up from being turned that something inside of her woke up new and fresher. There was a new part of her that was dying to be released and she knew that if it got too bad, then she could end up no better than her own family. End up a homicidal wretch like her father was. Her deepest fear was that she would end up like him. His poisoned blood ran through her veins after all.

His group? She wanted to snarl at his assumption that she would want to be part of any of this. That she would want to join the side that her father set out for her to follow with the rest of them.
"Whatever my brother decides to do is his life. Not mine." She tried to keep poised, her back straight and her eyes unwavering on him.
"I don't want to take over anything that my father had a part of. I'm sorry about that." She wanted to get up and walk away from this man, but she knew better. She wanted him to leave first so he couldn't follow her back to where she was staying with Lorcan.

If he was dragged into all of this, she would never be able to forgive herself. He had seen too much as is. He had seen her laying almost dead on the hospital bed with her insides on the out. He stayed with her when she went through painful transformations when she wanted to tear her skin from her own flesh. She didn't want Lorcan to be in any of this, and Sevrin leaving was the first step in that.

Billie wanted to bolt, but she knew better. She knew that she would have to keep her posture and keep a neutral tone. This man knew her father, so he had to be bad news. Any man who would run around on a homicidal and rape rampage was not someone who she wanted to deal with. Sevrin was looking at her like a piece of prey and she would be lying if she said that she wasn't terrified. She wanted to get back to where she was safe, she wanted to go where nothing could hurt her and where she could protect those who loved her.

"I wouldn't quite be myself if I just gave into every request, now would I?" She hoped that the light tone would help with keeping Sevrin away from her. That he would leave her be and never come back around. She had plenty of other siblings who would die to lay down their lives for Fenrir and his cause, Billie was not one of them.

Speak to her brother on the matter? She knew Cahal personally, and knew that he would never be part of all of this. It must have been one of her other ones. She could remember some faces around Hogwarts who would answer to the cursed Greyback name, but had no idea which one he was talking about.

"I'll keep that in mind." She stood up, straighten out her clothes and looked at Sevrin with an nod. She would be sure to go somewhere random and them apparate back to her home. She didn't want this man to follow her back to Lorcan, so the more precautions she could take the better they would all be.

"If you need to speak with me, owls work better. Please don't track me down. I'm the beast here, remember that." She was hoping to be even a tiny bit intimidating. That she could offer some threat to the larger man. She was a wolf, and she didn't smell anything like it on him, but that wouldn't mean much. Outside of the full moon she was nothing more than eighteen year old Billie Greyback with a twisted father, a saint mother and a flair for art. She hoped that she would be able to defend herself and her lover from any sort of horror coming towards them, but she was slowly starting to doubt it.