Layla entered the kitchen, still groggy from waking. She went over to the counter, intent on making herself a cup of coffee. Taking the now filled mug, she went to turn but something caught her eye. Sitting beside the coffeemaker was a white envelope, Mama scrawled in fancy handwriting she knew was Lucy's. Furrowing her brow, she picked it up and took a seat at the table. 'Why would Lucy write me a note? Usually when she leaves she just, goes.'

Tearing it open, Layla pulled out two pieces of paper, the last smaller than the other. Taking a sip, she got comfortable, legs tucked beneath her, unfolding the first letter.

Mama,

I'm not home. I won't be for some time. But perhaps I should begin with something else.

I met someone, sometime ago. His name is Gajeel but most call him the black beast. I know that you know what I'm talking about.

I'm sorry for not telling you that earlier. We're in love, have been for a long time. He asked me to be his mate and I've agreed. Yes, he is a werewolf, when you read this I might be one as well. I've left to his pack, where I'm not sure but I do know that I must stay for awhile. As soon as it's possible, I'll come home.

In my room is a book I've written. If you want to know everything, read it, enjoy it. As time passes and my life goes on, more chapters will come and although you may not be there for these events, know that I want you to know, I want you to be there, even if it's not in the traditional sense. If you do decide to read it, Mama, please read the note at the top.

I love you, Mama. I always have, even if I didn't say it, and I always will.

Your Daughter,

Lucy Heartfillia-Redfox.

As she read the last word, tears rapidly fell from Layla's face. Her daughter was gone, not knowing when she would return. She's being mated with, and becoming, a werewolf. Heart wrenching sobs tore at her throat and bounced off the walls surrounding her, making the sadness even more painful. She clawed at her chest and hair, wishing it was all fake but the previous wrinkles on the paper made it clear. Lucy had cried while writing that note and her daughter never cried. "Please!" She screamed. "Please no!"

Layla let her sorrow consume her until her screams and wails turned to sniffles and hiccups. She shakily reached a hand out to the last note.

Bunny,

I know I've been gone longer then expected but the pack took longer adjusting time then I thought.

They've warmed up recently and I think that now is the time. Heat is next week and I plan on having you as my mate. No more waiting.

Short notice, I know but I'll be coming to get you in two days time.

Love you,

Your Big Bad Wolf.

That right there only made the truth much more forceful. As more tears filled her vision as Layla got up and wobbled back to her room, intent on sleeping away the pain.

Your Daughter,

Lucy Heartfillia-Redfox.

Silent tears fell from Lucy's face as she finished the letter. Her mother was the most important person in the world to her and, apart from Gajeel and her grandfather Makarov, she was the only one that gave a damn about her. Yes, she would be expanding her family with Gajeel, future children and a pack but having to leave the one she had now was going to be one of the hardest things Lucy has ever done. 'It's not for forever.' She kept repeating to herself and it wouldn't but the time apart wouldn't be short, either.

Taking a deep breath, she looked to the sky. It was almost a full moon tonight, officially marking the night before the beginning of the heat season and the night Lucy Heartfillia would leave home, becoming a Redfox. Sealing her and Gajeel's letters in an envelope, Lucy picked up her duffle bag and left the room. Quietly stepping into her mothers room, she fought off tears as she kissed her forehead, whispering a heartfelt 'I love you. Goodbye.'. After placing the note beside the coffeemaker, Lucy took off, running into the forest. She slowed as the outskirts left her sight and complete darkness surrounded her. Her head whipped to the right as a branch snapped. Glowing red eyes greeted her and Lucy smiled. Gajeel slinked out of the woods, nuzzling his snout into her neck as he smelled sadness radiating off of her. Kissing his cheek, Lucy climbed on his back. "Let's go." She whispered.

Gajeel sprinted off with Lucy clinging to his fur. She buried her face in his neck, breathing deeply. She loved the smell of him, metal and pine. He had told her once that she smelled of strawberries and vanilla but it had taken on a slightly more metallic edge to it from being around him. She remember giggling as red tinged her cheeks saying as long as it wasn't someone else on her it didn't matter. That was before they had gotten together. Blushing didn't really happen anymore, as being with Gajeel meant you were subjected to perverseness just about 24/7. As memories flooded her system, Lucy closed her eyes and let sleep carry her off.

Layla blinked her eyes open and found herself in Lucy's room. Old room. She reminded herself sadly. Shaking her head, she whipped the tears that were beginning their trek. Getting out of the bed, she instantly noticed a stack of papers on the desk. Walking over, she picked it up, reading the title out loud. "My Adventures In Love. By: Lucy J. Heartfillia."

She brought the book to her chest, clutching it tightly. Bringing it with her, Layla went to the door and closed it. She quickly got washed and dressed, one intent in mind. She locked the door on her way out before making her way into the woods. She pulled the hood of her dark purple clock over her head. "Maybe you know something."

A nudge to her shoulder brought the blonde out of her slumber. As she looked around, she noticed the sun peaking over the horizon, meaning she had been out for roughly 4 hours. Gajeel stood beside her in wolf form while trees surrounded them. "We're here?" She asked, stretching and letting out a satisfied grunt at the pop from her spine. Seeing his nod, Lucy picked up her bag from the ground beside her before standing. Shouldering the bag, Lucy smiled up at him. "Then what are we waiting for?"

The pair walked for a few minutes before Lucy saw a clearing up ahead. She took a nervous glance at Gajeel, worried about her appearance when his pack just recently accepted him. Rolling her shoulders she firmed her resolve, he wouldn't have asked if he didn't think they wouldn't like her.

Looking around the open space, Lucy watched as a small light blue/grey wolf came padding out of a large tent on the forest edge. Gajeel nodded in greeting, nudging Lucy towards the wolf. She held a hand out, waiting for it to place it's paw there. Instead, the wolf shifted. Standing before her was a short, blue haired girl with hazel eyes. Lucy wasn't bothered by the fact that she was nude, it happened with every shift. She smiled, introducing herself. "Hey. I'm Lucy, nice to meet you."

The girl took the pre-offered hand, shaking it lightly. "My name is Levy. I'm one of the betas here. You're alpha's mate, correct?"

Lucy nodded. Hearing a groan behind her, she shifted her attention to her mate, seeing he had turned. She steeped back beside him, tucking herself in his arms as they wrapped around her. Sinking into him, Lucy nuzzled his neck in affection, Gajeel returning the gesture. "Welcome home." He said, waving to the wolves that had come out of the tent.

Layla went to knock on the door of cabin. As her fist was mere millimeters away the door swung open, reviling a short man, only reaching her knees. The man looked at her knowingly and opened the door wider, making room for her to step in. A click sounded as he began speaking. "I thought you would come here, child."

She spun around and grabbed the man in a hug, tears streaming down her porcelain cheeks. "Oh dad, I don't know what to do. She left and I'm alone and she left me for-"

"A werewolf." Makarov finished, patting her back but waiting for her to explode.

Layla drew back quickly, horror on her face. She took small steps backwards until her back hit the wall. "Y-you knew?!" She yelled.

He nodded solemnly, going towards her. He continued even as she tried to scramble into the wall. "I've known for a while. At the beginning it was only a hunch, but I saw them walking through the woods together." He explained, hugging the blonde. She fought against him weakly, her sorrow soon overcame her once again and she fell into his chest weeping. Makarov rubbed slow circles on her back, kissing the crown of his daughters head. "Oh Layla, they were so in love and that was years ago."

She looked at him with bloodshot eyes. Sniffling, she asked, "Are you sure t-that they were in l-love?" Her voice was weak and scratchy.

Makarov smiled widely as he remembered that moment. "Yes. I'm as sure as the fact that you're my daughter. They were walking along one of the paths, laughing and carrying on but even a blind man could see the way they looked at each other. It was the same way you and Ivan," He spat the name out. "looked at each other and then you and Jude. Pure, one and only love, my child."

"She left me this." She whispered, showing him the papers.

He nodded, reading the title. Pushing them back to her chest, he chuckled softly. "Then you should read it. You'll know more and it will prove what I have said, to be true."

She clutched it once again, leaning into her fathers chest, eyes drifting shut. "Yes. Soon."

As she fell asleep, Makarov looked out the open window and to the morning sky. "Lucy, I hope you return soon. I'm not sure how your mother will hold up."

Brilliant flames blew around with the wind as Lucy, Gajeel and the pack sat around the fire. After a long day of meeting each of the members, they had sat down, sharing stories and informing Lucy of everything about themselves. She was overjoyed as they accepted her, not only to be in the pack, but to be the female alpha. They had been nothing but loving in the past day.

Lucy sat in, a now wearing clothing, Gajeel's lap, giggling as Natsu and Gray, both betas, argued. Apparently, they had been rivals for a long time, but everyone would tell her they were really best friends.

Gajeel's arms tightened around her waist, giving her a silent massage. They would all soon retire, but anyone with a mate would be doing everything but sleeping. She stood from his lap, allowing him to get up. Giving a nod to his pack, he grabbed her hand and led her to the woods.

Gajeel had told her earlier about everything. After they mated, he would bite her neck and a transformation would begin the next night. Two emotions warred inside her. Excitement at being Gajeel's mate, married in an even higher meaning, and fear. Shifting for a mate is excruciating, the feeling of all your bones breaking, muscles tearing and then being replaced by larger, stronger ones. This all happened in a span of ten seconds, making it even worse.

Gajeel led her to a beautiful lake. It was an open spot, only one willow tree joining it. The bright moon shone down, making the water glisten and sparkle. She didn't have anymore time to look at the amazing landscape as a strange feeling crawled over her. Lucy's eyes zeroed in on Gajeel, who had turned and was staring heatedly at her. She briefly wondered what was wrong with her before the thought was washed away with intense desire.

They simultaneously launched at each other, lips clashing and hands grappling. As their tongues tangled and fought, they tore at the others clothing. Rips, pops and tears didn't reach their ears. Nothing mattered, only the person in front of them. Gajeel pushed her up against the willow, lifting her up and pulling her close. Lucy wrapped her legs around his waist, hands tangling in his hair. He tore her panties off and then ripped his pants off. Lucy was soaking, making it that much easier to bury himself in her heat.

Lucy moaned, crashing their mouths together again as Gajeel set a rough pace. Their movements were frantic, searching for the release they desperately needed. It wasn't long before Lucy came with a scream, raking her nails down his muscled back.

Even as velvet walls closed painfully on his dick, Gajeel never let up. He needed her like he needed oxygen. Locking eyes, he growled dangerously. "One more."

Shaking her head, Lucy whimpered as she withered against him and the tree. Her last orgasm had deliciously crashed against her, making her mind fuzzy and limbs weak but as tired as she felt, she couldn't deny him. She circled her hips, rubbing her clit against his pelvis. The coil inside her was beginning to tighten again and Lucy knew that this was the last one. Gajeel lifted her higher, taking a pink nub in his mouth.

Lucy screamed, in either pain or pleasure she didn't know, as his sharp teeth nicked her breast. It all felt the same now, but honestly she was more focused on the large member pounding into her. She tensed as the coil finally snapped and white dotted her vision, a scream tearing her throat before she clamped it over his shoulder. "GAJEEL!"

Her walls tightening and her blunt teeth breaking his skin, Gajeel swore his eyes crossed and he came with a fierce roar, allowing his own pointed teeth to pierce into her neck. They stayed like that for a few seconds before collapsing to the ground, panting.

Lucy shook her head weakly, the dense fog that had settled over her, receding. "Wow," She whispered, trying to lift an arm, only for it to hit the ground. She looked at Gajeel with a flimsy smirk. "You really did me in."

He chuckled, gaining enough strength to throw an arm over his eyes. "Other way around. Holy shit, mating's draining."

"That fog, that was the heat?"

Gajeel nodded, feeling his heartbeat return to normal. "Yeah, gets like that the first few seasons. Soon enough it will just be us but we'll still be... I don't know, challenged? To go so many times. Also, we won't be tearing each others clothes off, just fucking."

Lucy pouted and squirmed on his chest, where she had fallen. "What if I like you tearing my clothes off? I happen to think it's very hot."

He lifted his arm to look at her with a raised brow. "Well if you want me to I can rip them off all the time. Not that there's much to rip."

Lucy rolled her eyes and they settled into a comfortable silence.

"Hey Gajeel," He grunted. "I can't walk." She giggled.

"Good."

Layla turned the last page, a smile on her face. She had finished the book Lucy had given her, along with many others and a new one had just recently arrived. Almost two years had past since Lucy left, leaving her heartbroken and alone but after reading the handwritten pages, Layla realized it was for the best. They loved each other immensely and it was now very obvious.

They now have a child, Jace Isaac Redfox, and from Lucy's description, he was beautiful. Blonde hair and crimson eyes, a trait from each parent.

Excitement overwhelmed Layla as the time past. In Lucy's last chapter, she had promised that Gajeel, Jace and herself would be here today. When she awoke this morning, she had cleaned until everything was practically sparkling. Now, she waited.

When a knock came from the door, Layla jumped up and scrambled to the door. As it swung open, she was greeted with the sight of three individuals.

Lucy was even more breathtaking than when she left. Even though her hair was braided and throw over her shoulder, it reached her waist. She had grown a few inches in height, now standing eye level with her mother. She wore a white halter dress that stopped at her knees with white gladiator sandals.

Gajeel had his hair tied back lowly. A black t-shirt clung to his figure while grey baggy jeans were on his legs, followed by black boots.

And as if the tears falling from her eyes weren't fast enough, the child in the mans arms made them pour. He was a beautiful mix of both parents, adopting features from both, evenly.

Layla looked at her daughter once again, smiling widely before gathering the younger blonde in her arms. She kissed the top of her head so many times she lost count. Placing her hands on her shoulders, Layla stepped away from Lucy, who had tears falling freely. "My baby. I missed you."

"I missed you too, Mama. I'm home." She whispered.

The day went past quickly with Layla getting acquainted with her son-in-law and grandson, telling Lucy of what she's been up to the past two years and in return hearing about Lucy's new life.

Layla had never liked werewolves. Reason being her ex-husband being one and injuring their first born, but now? She couldn't be happier that her daughter found her big bad wolf.

End! How was it?

Okay so I'm most likely going to do the side story. I'm not entirely sure when I'll get it up because I have other things to focus on.

I do promise that the first chapter will be up before the end of the month.

Love you all!

Xoxox, Lovelies!