Immediately Jareth sprung to action as he transformed into his owl form, the wind supporting his outstretched wings as he flew after her now gray wolf form. His sharp eyes constantly focused on her as she ran through the gardens, leapt over the garden wall towards the Glendalian forest.

Swiftly she moved forwards, the passing growth nothing but a blur as she raced on. Heart fiercely beating as she felt herself running forwards, only slightly aware that she was no longer in human form. It was an exhilarating feeling, the ground passing quickly beneath her, the air stirring against her body as she moved on. No thoughts were made as her instincts drove her onward, every sound registered within her hearing. She could hear the grass and gravel as it was crushed beneath her weight, The inhabitants of her surroundings scurrying about, unaware of her presence as she moved silently passed them.

The woods, thick and luscious in their grandeur, quickly came to view. She felt the overwhelming sense that she had to go on, that someone was there waiting for her arrival. Sarah could feel her heart pounding within her ears as she started to slow her pace, now moving cautiously deeper within the woods.

Jareth cursed once again as he had lost total sight of her, the trees blocking out his view of her completely. She was too fast, his sharp owl eye’s unable to locate her through the thick brush. Swooping down he glided through the trees in search of her in desperation. Where had she gone to and what was it that she had become? It was not human nor any being that he had ever known, had ever witnessed. Reaching out with his power he searched for her presence, some hint of her location. He had to find her, he would not lose her, and he would sacrifice his own life if he knew that it would save her.

The scent was distinct as her senses told her she had found the one in which she had been called too. Still in wolf form she slowly made her way forwards within the clearing towards another like her. She could feel a connection with this being that crouched hidden within the brush before her.

He watched her in her Wolfen form, her coat the most beautiful shade of gray that he had ever seen. Emerging from his hiding place Damien slowly approached her, his white fur glistening within the moonlight.

Sarah’s hackles rose, as he neared her, stepping back slightly not sure about this being before her, this being that she somehow felt connected to. Her head tilted to the side as he shifted from his wolf form and was now the man that had been invading her dreams. She could hear his thoughts within her mind.

"You came," his mental words received by her mind.

Shifting from her Wolfen form her eyes still the color of icy blue she stepped forwards hand hesitantly coming forwards to touch him as if to make sure that he was real. Warm strong muscled skin came in contact with her hand as she pressed it to his chest stepping forwards. "What are you? What am I?" she asked frightened by the aspect of what she had become.

His gray eyes closed from her touch, finally real physical contact. She was breathtaking, her power could be felt through her touch. The transformation had brought forth her untapped power, making her more powerful than he had anticipated. So innocent, so new, he wanted her more than anything, needed her.

"You are Wolfen as am I."

Sarah leaned forwards feeling the bond between them pulling her towards him. She could feel his arousal from her touch, his want and desire to be closer. Something snapped within as she recognized how it was that she knew this man, this being before her. A low growl escaped her lips, as she knew that he was the one that had attacked her. Her hand swiftly moved upwards to strike but was stopped as his hand caught hers. "You, you did this to me!" she hissed with outrage.

Damien stepped forwards her hands grasped tightly within his, "Yes Sarah that I did. It is a gift, a gift you must embrace with all of your soul. I know the excitement, the want you feel. How you feel more alive than you have ever felt." He nudged his face forwards towards her as he breathed in her scent anger filling his being when he caught the Goblin King’s scent on her.

"No!" she could feel her fury rising he had turned her into a monster.

Damien snarled turning her so that her back was forced against a tree, "Oh yes! You are one of us. I can smell him on you." Pressing his body up against her his knee forced between her legs, as he tasted her sweet inviting mouth.

Her body exploded with sensations as he cornered her against the tree her passion burning a fire within her. Sarah tried to fight against its overpowering force but not able to stop herself as she started to kiss him in return.

Damien pulled away watching the way that her very body betrayed her will. She was so unknowing in her own abilities that she was yet able to consciously control the wolf within. "Don’t fight it Sarah. You are Wolfen and you belong to me. We are meant for one another as is the way of our kind when you are made into one of us."

Sarah shuddered against his hold not wanting to believe him, her heart screaming to her that it was Jareth she belonged with not this man before her. Chest heaving she struggled within his grasp, "No! Never, let me go!"

His lips pressed against her neck, as he tasted her, he could hear her gasp out in surprise at his actions before letting out a silent moan. Her resolve was failing her as he manipulated her body with his touch, his hands leaving her wrist as they maneuvered skillfully over her skin.

Her eye’s fluttered shut as she was overwhelmed by pure pleasure her body slumping against the tree, no longer having the strength to fight against his hold on her. Her world seemed to be tumbling down around her as her senses felt as if they were in overdrive. Not only was she feeling the pleasure that he was delivering to her body but could feel his in the delivering of it. Sarah cried out as she felt him bite her roughly at the base of her neck. Struggling against his hold she was overwhelmed with fear and nausea the sharp sensation bringing about a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Gliding amongst the trees he could feel her presence somewhere ahead of him. Faster he continued forwards angered at the sight that greeted him as he saw her helplessly pinned against a man who was kissing her. Descending towards the two he transformed back into his Fae form as he grabbed the brown hair man flinging him away and off of Sarah.

Sarah fell forwards as she was suddenly released from Damien’s grasp. Her hand went protectively to the base of her neck drawing her hand away to see blood staining her fingertips. She grimaced at the sight outraged by what he had done to her. She felt guilty as she remembered doing almost the same thing to Jareth not too long ago. Sarah felt shattered as shame swept over her as she realized her inability to pull away from his intoxicating hold of her. Strong arms came about her as she was helped back up to her feet.

Quickly he was at her side helping her back to her feet not at all afraid of the man that he threw off of her coming back. Her safety was the first thing on his mind the anger he felt towards the man would have to wait after he was sure that she was all right.

Her emotions were a mixture of disgust, shame, violation, and anger as she tried to sort everything out within her mind. She knew without a doubt that the strong arm’s wrapped about her were Jareth’s. In his arms she felt a sense of peace, leaning her head back against him she sighed in relief, "Jareth."

Jareth turned her within his arms as he tried to see if she was all right. The small dribble of blood that flowed from a small wound at her neck angered him even more. How dare that man hurt her, removing the glove from his hand he gently lay his ungloved hand on her wound.

The stinging sensation dissipated as Jareth laid his ungloved hand at the base of her neck her hand coming up to met with his. Her eyes met with his as she whispered her thanks, "Thank you."

His hand quickly came up to her face as he saw that her eyes had not returned to their normal shade of blue. "Sarah?"

Damien picked himself back up as he had been thrown several meters away from Sarah. Her blood ran through him, intense power added to his own. Turning to see the source of his attacker his lip twitched with rage as he recognized the Goblin King with his hands on his mate. His new power lashed out at the insolent King who dared interfere.

Sarah screamed out as she watched Jareth’s body flung forwards hitting the tree hard. His body crumbled to the ground as he groaned in pain from the impact of the powerful blow. She immediately ran to him with concern not knowing what she should do, what she could do.

Damien watched with immense joy as his powers lashed out at the Goblin King. It was exhilarating, he felt invincible, as the power within him grew with the taste of her blood still fresh on his lips.

Anger raged through her entire being as she looked up from Jareth’s injured body a growl escaping her lips as she saw Damien standing in amusement. Standing she placed her body between Damien and Jareth’s stunned form.

Jareth blinked as his body felt as if it had been hit by lightning, his whole body humming with pain. His vision returning he watched as Sarah stood with her back to him her body between him and the man that had attacked her. Trying to get to his feet he was knocked back down as pain shot through his being.

"Sarah, you don’t expect him to ever except you for what you are. Their kind has brought ours to the brink of extinction. He will destroy you the moment he has the opportunity. Come, you belong with your own kind."

Sarah glared at the man before her rage coursing through her like an uncontrollable wave, "Never! I’d rather die than to be with you!"

Damien stepped closer with narrowed eyes, "That’s not the way I saw it when you responded to my embrace."

She wanted to rip his heart out and hand it to him, she was so angry. The wolf within starting to surface once again as it responded to her rage. "You son of a bitch!"

"My, my such words! Sarah you have no choice in the matter now come with me." He stepped forwards once again his hand held out towards her.

Running forwards she transformed back into her gray wolf form, stormy ice blue eyes aglow with rage. Damien followed suite transforming into his Wolfen form as she charged him in attack. Sharp teeth clamped down on flesh as they fought. Loud growls and blood escaping from them as they fought, claws raking against each other in a frenzy of rage.

Jareth struggled to his feet as he felt his self-healing spell starting to repair what was damaged by his attack. He watched with horror as two large wolves fought violently with each other blood clearly being drawn. Forming crystal in hand he tried to aim it at the white wolf knowing that it was not Sarah but the two switched places tumbling over each other as they fought giving him no clear shot.

A loud yelp escaped Sarah’s jaw as she felt her skinned being ripped from his teeth and claws. Drawing from within she focused passed the pain concentrating on damaging Damien in any way possible.

Damien yelped out in agony as he felt his mind being ripped apart from her powers lashing out to him. She had drawn blood just as much as he had but was no match for him in physical strength but her powers were greater than his own even with hers increasing his. Knowing that if he did not get away from her soon that she could unknowingly kill him he fled from her.

Throwing the crystal towards the white bloodied wolf Jareth ran towards Sarah as her body transformed back into her human form. Scratches and blood completely covering her body, clothes torn barely hanging on to her ripped skin. Quickly taking her within his arms they disappeared from the woods as he returned them both to his castle.