Bitten

A.N Just a idea stuck in my head. It's not beta'd, I hope it's readable though.

Chapter 1

The man in front of him was bald, middle aged and he had the build of a hard working man. He was wearing a baseball had on his bald head, he wore a simple flanel shirt and grey jeans with oil greases in. The man was covered with the smell of oil and diesel. A mechenic.

His eyes were filled with desperation. He wasn't the first person who would come to Blaine for help and he wouldn't be the last.

'What can I do for you, sir?' Blaine asked in a bored tone. He had more things to do. Important things. Jeremiah still walked free. But his second Wes insisted on meeting this man en his son.

'It's my s-son,' stuttered the man. He refused to look Blaine in the eyes. Blaine was used to that so he didn't blame the man one bit. The power of a Alpha was often to much for simple human beings. 'He's bitten!'

Growls came from the shadows and the man jumped nervously. Only now he noticed that he was surrounded by werewolves. He thought he had the meeting alone with the Alpha of the pack, as he requested. He swallowed heavly. He began to think that this was a big mistake.

No. This wasn't about him and his own fears. He had to think of Kurt. Kurt was the only thing that matters to him. Santana was the one who said he should contact the Alpha of the Westerville pack. Blaine was known to be patient and reasonable, yet he was living strict by the rules of the pack. He was the only one who could help Kurt get through this.

Blaine raised his hand and his scent. The growling stopped immediatelly. The man had to admit he was rather disappointed when he entered the room and saw the alpha. Blaine was small, had broad shoulders and curly black hair, but what shocked the man the most was that he looked so damn young. Seventeen at most. Not older than his own son.

How was he going to help his son? But now the man had his answer. He could feel Blaine's power. He fought against his instinct to fall on his knees and bow to the man, beg him to help his son.

'As you can hear, we don't approve of such thing!' Blaine growls, his hazelbrown eyes glowed till they're bright gold. 'Biting humans is against the law. The wolf should be killed.'

The room filled again with growls. Again Blaine raised his hand and the sound died. He turned his eyes on the man in front of him and took pitty. 'What's your name, sir?'

'Burt. Burt Hummel. My son's name is Kurt. Please help him. He's just… he's just so young.' Burt couldn't fight against his tears anymore and let them roll over his cheeks.

'When is he bitten?'

'Three weeks ago.'

Blaine growled, narrowing his eyes and Burt took a few steps back. His heart was beating fast against his ribs and for a moment he was afraid that he would have another heartattack. 'Three weeks and you've only come to us now?'

'I – I didn't know what to do. At first we thought he was bitten by a large dog.' Blaine snorted at that but let Burt continue. 'I took him to the doctor who examined him and gave him medicines but the medicine only made him sicker.'

Blaine growled again. 'Your medicines make us sick.'

Burt swallows nervously. The alpha really looked pissed off. He licked his dry lips. 'After that I took him to the local witch.'

'Who?'

'Santana Lopez. She recommended you, sir.'

Blaine cocked his head tot he side, a dark curl fell in front of his hazelbrown eyes. 'Is that so?' Burt nods.

'I really need your help, please. It's almost full moon and I don't know what to do. If you can just take a look at him.'

Blaine sighs. He shouldn't do it. He couldn't adopt a new member to his pack. He was already taking care of twenty wolves. But there was something in those eyes he couldn't resist. Desperation. 'Where is this Kurt now?'

'Outside.' Burt gestured towards the door. 'One of your wolves is with him.'

Blaine takes a deep breath, closed his eyes and concentrated on the wolf outside the room. He recognized the energy of his second, Wes. 'This man is desperate for his son. How is his son doing?'

Wes answers immediatelly through their connection. 'Scarred, annoyed and nervous. I think you're going to like this one, Blaine.'

'Why?'

'He got some fire.'

'We can't handle this. Not now that Jeremiah is running around.'

'Blaine, we need to check him over, we can't have a wolf running around biting people, turning them. If you don't want a bigger pack you really should help him.'

'Fine. Bring him in.'

The door opens and Burt jumps again. He was the only one who didn't expect that. The other wolves in the room had already heard Kurt's racing heart and Wes' amusement through their telepatic link.

A tall, slim boy was led into the room by Wes. His skin was so pale and delecated as porseline. The boy had styled his chestnut brown hair into the air. He was wearing tight blue jeans that left nothing to the imagination and a light blue coat. His arms were tightly wrapped around his slim body.

He moved with grace and dignity. But what stood out the most where those bright bleu eyes. Blaine felt himself drowning in those eyes. He was without a doubt the most beautiful creature he has ever seen.

Before Blaine knew what he was doing he was already on his feet and standing in front of the boy. He could hear the heartbeat of the boy racing. He could see the fear in those eyes. 'Don't be afraid, your safe now.'

The boy took a step back. 'I don't trust you and your kind. One of you attacked me.'

Again the room filled with growling. A few wolves stepped into the light. Kurt backed away till his back hit the closed door. 'Stay away from me.'

'We don't bite people!' A werewolf with a meercat face snarled at him, showing him his teeth.

'Enough, Sebastian,' Blaine demanded. The room grew silent. 'He's right… Kurt.' He liked how the name rolled of his tongue. As if it was meant to be spoken by him.

Kurt's eyes widened. 'How do you –'

'Your dad is very concerned for you.'

Kurt glared at Burt who shrunk a little. It was obvious to Blaine that the boy had no idea what he was doing here. Burt had tricked his own son. Blaine didn't approve but Kurt seemed like a stubborn strong headed person. Maybe this was the only way.

Only now Blaine understood how desperate the man was to safe his son.

'I am fine!' Kurt snapped but Blaine saw that his eyes were filled with anger and fear.

Poor boy, it must be so scarry to be attacked by a wolf, not knowing what was going to happen. 'It's okay, Kurt. They just want to help you,' Burt said softly.

Slowly the anger disappeared. Only the fear remained. Kurt swallowed. He turned his eyes on the alpha and had to control his heart, before it would explode. He had never seen such a beautiful man in his whole life. Those goldenbrown eyes were enchanting. 'What's going to happen now?'

'You're staying here, for now. I let someone show you to your room. Don't worry, Kurt, it's not a dungeon. We do have comfortable beds, chairs and even a TV.' Some wolves chuckled, even though Kurt didn't understand what's so funny about all of this. 'You also have your own badroom. But before you're led to your room, I want to see the wound.'

Kurt immediatelly pulled his right arm closer against his chest, shaking his head. 'No.'

'I won't hurt you, Kurt.'

'How do I know that? I don't even know you.'

'My name is Blaine Anderson, alpha of the Westerville pack and I promise you I won't hurt you.'

'Your promise doesn't mean anything to me.' Kurt glared at the man. Suddenly the air around him smelled like Lavender, the smell immediatelly calmed his nerves down. His heartrate became slower and he felt his resistance fade away. 'What are you doing to me?'

'Raising my scent. Only wolves or people with high scent can smell that. You're already changing. I need to see the wound, maybe I can smell who has bitten you.'

Kurt swallowed. 'What will you do to him?'

'He will be immediatelly killed. Attacking humans is against the law.'

Kurt raised a eyebrow sceptically. Blaine smiled. 'Yes, we do have laws and rules we need to obey to. Maybe one day I'll teach you. Now, may I?' He pointed at Kurt's arm. Kurt nodded and Blaine gently rolled up his sleeve.

Kurt turned away from the big open wound that even Santana couldn't close with her magic. Blaine lifted his arm and took in the scent. Kurt's breath got stuck in his throat when he felt Blaine's hot breath on his skin. He could feel warmth spread from his neck to his cheeks.

He had never been this close with a boy before – his dad didn't count, he was his dad after all. Being so close with Blaine felt somehow intimate and he was aware that they were surrounded by a pack of wolves and his dad. Kurt was mortified.

All to soon – for Kurt's liking – Blaine lets go and stepped back. He looked at Blaine with curiousity – what had Blaine discoverd from smelling the wound? Did he know who attacked him? But Blaine's face was a unreadable mask.

Blaine turned his back on Kurt. 'Nick, Jeff – ' A brown haired, bookish boy and a tall blonde boy stepped forward. '- take Kurt to his room.'

'Yes, sir.' The two gestured for Kurt to follow but the boy didn't move.

'That's it? Do you know who has attacked me?' Kurt asked.

'That's not a concern for you, Kurt. We'll take care of it from now on,' Blaine said calmly but with a clear tone that didn't allow any discussion. 'Jeff and Nick will take you to your room. You are from now on under my protection, Kurt. But I suggest to not wander around or leave the house without my permission. My wolves won't hurt you because I command them to but out there…' Blaine gestured with his head towards the door. '… you're fair game. You smell of a wolf now, that won't be accepted by other packs surrounding this part of the country.'

'So, you'll do it?' Burt spoke up. He had never seen someone calm Kurt down so fast as Blaine could. Now he knew for certain that he left Kurt in good hands. Maybe Santana was right after all.

Blaine nodded. 'Kurt is welcome, Mr. Hummel. We'll make sure he feels at home here.'

'What? I can't just stay here! I don't have my clothes here, or my hair products,' Kurt said dramatically.

'I'll let someone pick up your stuff and deliver it to your room. Now, I'll give you a minute to say goodbye to your dad and then it's time to withdraw to your room.' Blaine and the others left, so that the Hummels could say their goodbye's.

Burt and Kurt were all alone. 'I can't believe you tricked me,' Kurt spat.

'This was the only way, Kurt. You know I only want the best for you.'

'By giving me away to a wolfpack? What were you thinking?'

'I am trying to safe you, Kurt!' Burt snapped. 'Santana said this was the only way.'

Kurt snorted. 'That stupid witch.'

'That stupid witch is trying to safe your life. Just like I am, so watch your mouth.'

Kurt looked taken aback by the sudden outburst of rage. He had never seen his father so angry. He looked him in the eyes and noticed that Burt wasn't angy, he was scarred. Scarred to loose him. 'Dad –'

'Please, Kurt, I can't lose you too. Not after your mother –' Burt choked on his own words. Kurt wrapped his arms around his dad.

'You won't loose me. Never.'

Burt pulled him close in a bear hug. 'Take good care of yourself, Kurt. And listen to Blaine, okay? He knows what he's doing. Please, don't disobey his rules. He's the only one who can safe you.'

Kurt blinked away the tears in his eyes. 'I promise, dad. But I hate that I can't stay with you.'

'It's not forever. I'll see you in a few weeks.' I hope, Burt thought.

The door opened and Blaine stepped into the room. 'It's time.' Burt gave Kurt one last squeeze and a kiss on the cheek before letting go. Kurt turned around and followed the blonde and brownhaired wolf and disapeared, out of sight.

Burt fell to his knees, all strength leaving his body. 'Thank you so much.'

'Don't thank me yet,' Blaine stalked into the room and looked the broken hearted man in the eye. 'Kurt has been bitten. I am not sure if he has the virus. If he's affected then he'll change with the next full moon and that's over a week. I have to warn you, Mr. Hummel, that the chance that he'll survive the turning is very slim.'

Burt stared at him in disbelieve. 'W-what do you mean?'

'Turning is a really painfull process, Mr. Hummel. It's so painfull that a human body often can't handle it and dies. Only the strong will survive.'

'Kurt is the strongest person I know. He'll survive. I know he does. He…' Burt swallowed against the lumb in his throat. 'He has to.'

Blaine placed his hand on his shoulder and gave it a soft squeeze. 'Just prepare for the worst, Mr. Hummel. That's the best advice I can give you.'

'But… but you'll help him, right?'

'Of course. I just promised Kurt we'll help him. I'll always keep my word.' Blaine gestured to the door. 'David, go with Mr. Hummel and gather Kurt's stuff and bring them to his room.' A darkskinned boy – that Burt hadn't even seen till he was right behind him – nodded.

'Wait, when will I see Kurt again?' Burt asked.

'We'll keep you posted, Mr. Hummel.'

And with that Burt was led out of the room. As soon as the door closed the wolves returned. 'It's a mistake letting a human in,' the meercat faced wolf snapped.

Blaine raised his eyebrows. 'Are you questioning my choices, Sebastian? Are you doubting my leadership?'

Sebastian withdrew with a firm scowl on his face. Even he knew better than to challenge Blaine. 'But he has a point, Blaine,' a chubby blue eyes boy stepped forward. 'If the boy survives the change then you have to inform the Council.'

A cold shiver ran down Blaine's spine. The last thing he wanted was to have a talk with his dad. 'It won't come to that, Trent.'

A silence. Then a small boy with glasses stepped forward. 'You think he won't survive?'

'Thad, you of all wolves know how many people survive the turn.'

'Less then three procent,' Thad mumbled.

'We've only a week till the next moon, what do you want us to do?' Trent asked.

'We'll have to make a efford at making Kurt feel at home and let him enjoy life as long as it lasts,' Blaine said. 'And that's a order.' He looked at Sebastian, who scoffed and stalked out of the room. Some wolves made a effort to stalk after him but Blaine told them to leave him.

'Do you know who bit him, Blaine?' Wes asked. The air in the room grew thick, everyone wanted to hear the answer.

'Jeremiah,' Blaine whispered but everyone heared it. A gasp of shock went through the room, followed by angry cries.

'He has gone too far,' Wes growled. 'He has to be stopped.'

'Don't worry, Wes. I'll take care of him personally.' Blaine straigthened his jacket.

'We're coming with you,' Jake and Puck said, they're one of the best fighters in the pack and always thirsty for blood.

'I'll do this alone.'

'But Blaine –' Puck protested. 'Jeremiah is really strong.'

'Don't worry, Puck. I can handle him. I did it before and I'll do it again,' Blaine reassured his friend. 'This time I won't show him any mercy. Besides I need you and Jake to keep watch while I am away. I need my best fighters here.'

'But –'

'That's a order, Puckerman.' Blaine growled a warning. Puck took a step back and bowed his head. 'Go to your post. Everyone, except for Trent, Thad and Wes, can go.' Everyone left – except for Trent, Thad and Wes.

'Trent, Thad, you two need to go to Quinn Fabray and convince her to come here. I don't take a "No" for a answer, understood? Tell her it's urgent.'

'Understood, sir.' Trent bowed his head. 'But you know how stubborn Quinn is. It can take a while.'

'We don't have time, Trent. I expect her tomorrow night, okay? I'm sure you can convince her. Now go!'

Trent and Thad left the room in a hurry. Wes whistled. 'You're really bringing Quinn here huh?'

'I don't have a choice,' Blaine snarled, annoyed. He was always agitated when it came to Quinn. She was the only one who could rile him up like this. 'I need to find out what kind of spell this Santana witch used on Kurt.'

Blaine walked over to the closed in the corner and pulled out a thick wintercoat.

'You really want to go after Jeremiah alone?'

Blaine nodded. 'While I am away I want you to keep a eye on Kurt, Wes. Be gentle on him. He's scarred.'

Wes nodded. 'Of course. I'll make sure everyone knows their place till you are back.'

'Thank you, Wes. I knew I could count on you.'

'You don't think he'll survive.'

'I am not counting on it.'

'Why are we helping him? Why not just leave him be?'

'And what then? To die on his own? Nobody deserves that.'

'It won't be the first time we turned someone down.'

'They weren't bitten, Wes. Those stray's were just looking for a safe place. You know we can't allow anyone in our pack.'

'Exactly. Why are you letting this boy in our pack? You know how fast Jeff get attached to someone. This was a dumb choice.'

'Maybe. But it was my choice. He's under my protection, Wes. I gave him my word to keep him safe. So I will.'

'That doesn't explain why you did it.'

Blaine walked to the door.

'Blaine!'

Blaine stopped, his hand already on the doorhandle, ready to bolt. He took a deep breath. 'It's his eyes.'

'His eyes? You mean, the eyes you saw in your dreams?' Wes asked confused.

'Yes.'

'But –'

'I have to go, Wes. I'll be back as soon as I can. Take care of the pack while I am gone.' And Blaine ran out of the room, leaving a confused Wes behind.

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As soon as the door closes behind him the blond wolf turned around with a big grin on his face. 'Hi.'

'Eh, Hi.'

'I am Jeff Sterling and that is my best friend Nick Duvall.'

'Kurt Hummel.'

'Well, Kurt, I know everything is scarry and strange at first but before you know you'll feel right at home.' Jeff gestured for Kurt to follow him and Nick down a dark corridor.

'I don't plan on staying for long,' Kurt said. 'I have to go back to school.'

Jeff grinned. 'Don't worry about school, Kurt. You have more important things to learn.'

'Like what?'

'Well, how to be a werewolf.'

'Jeff.' Nick scowled at Jeff, nodding towards Kurt who's face had gone pale.

Jeff realized his mistake and hurried to make it right. 'I am sorry, i –'

'No, it's okay. I should get used to it, I guess.' Kurt stared at the wooden floor he was walking on. 'My old life is over. Not that I mind. It wasn't exactly peacy so far.'

'How was your life like?'

'You don't want to know, trust me.'

'No I do!' Jeff said curiously.

Kurt stared at him suspisious. Trying to figure the wolf out. But the blond looked honesty curious. 'I was a struggling high school student, I was in the glee club –'

Jeff bounced on his feet and Kurt stopped talking, his eyes wary on the happy blond. 'We also have a glee club, Kurt. We're called The Wablers.'

'The what?'

'The Warblers. And we're the best,' bragged Jeff. Nick just rolled his eyes. 'O you should hear Blaine sing! He has the voice of a angel.'

'Blaine? The Blaine I just saw? The Alpha?'

'Yes, why?'

'I don't know. It's just hard to believe that Blaine sings.' Kurt shrugged. 'He looked so serious.'

'O he is. Most of the time.' Jeff nodded.

'He has a lot of responsibility,' Nick cut in. 'He has twenty wolves to take care off and let's not forget that Jeremiah is running amock.'

'Who is Jeremiah?' Kurt asked.

Nick and Jeff refused to meet his eyes or answer his question. Ok, Kurt got it; Jeremiah was off topic. 'So you sing too, Kurt?' Jeff changed the topic.

Kurt blushed at the memories of him singing, followed by memories of Karofsky and his crew teasing him about his high voice. 'No. I was more of a back ground dancer.'

'O, just like me!' Jeff cheered happily and Kurt wondered if the blond always was this cheery or if he acted like that just to make him feel at home. 'We should make up a dance routine for the Warblers together, Kurt.'

'Maybe.'

'So, tell me more about school life?' Jeff's curiousity was peeked. They turn the corner into another long corridor. Kurt was gratefull Jeff and Nick were with him, he would get lost if he was alone.

'Everything sucked. I was bullied a lot because I am gay.' Kurt immediatelly regretted those words. He realized to late that he got a new chance, a chance to start over. Nobody needed to know about his sexuality.

'O that sucks. Sadly I know all about it.' Jeff pouted adorably.

No way. Kurt stared at him in disbelieve. 'Are you -?'

Jeff nodded. 'Nick too.' He grabbed Nick's hand and for the first time Kurt noticed the attraction between the two of them. How could he be so blind? They're adorable together.

'O, wow. You two do make a lovely couple.'

'What? O no!' Jeff pulled his hand away as if it was on fire. He threw Nick a concerned look but Nick stared just straight ahead. 'Nick and I… we're not a couple.'

'O.'

'We're just friends. Best friends, right, Nick?' Jeff looked at Nick like a exited puppy waiting for approval.

'Sure,' Nick nodded. 'I've known Jeff my whole life. We're just friends.'

Kurt noticed the look of disappointment on Jeff's face but he didn't think Nick noticed it. What was going on? 'O ok, sorry I thought –'

'That's okay!' Jeff put a brave smile on his face. 'You're not the first one who thought that. We would make a cute couple, don't we, Nick?'

Okay, now Kurt knew for sure that Jeff liked Nick but Nick seemed oblivious. And he thought that his life was complicated.

Nick didn't even respond. Jeff turned his attention back on Kurt. 'How long have you've been out? I came out of the womb and yelled "I am gay". I swear, that's a true story. My dad even filmed it.'

'O uh… during my second year of high school. I hide it for a long time for my dad, I even pretended to date a cheerleader.' Kurt was surprised how good it felt to talk about this. He didn't have any gay friends at home. Yes they were sympathic but nobody really understood. Not like Jeff and Nick.

'Wow.' Jeff whistled, shamelessly impressed.

'It turned out that my dad already knew and accepted it. He just wanted me to be happy.'

'My parents too.' Jeff smiled. 'They even tried to set me up with a few guys.' He shivered. 'I don't want to talk about it though.'

Kurt grinned. It was so easy to feel comfortable with the blond around, he could get used to his presence. He could even see himself be friends with him. The brown haired wolf was a different story, Nick was polite but standoff-ish. 'How about you, Nick?'

Nick averted his eyes to the floor and Kurt immediatelly knew he asked the wrong question. 'I haven't come out to my parents yet. Only the pack knows.'

'O eh…'

'And that's okay.' Jeff squeezed Nick's hand. 'Everything at a time, Nick. Don't rush this. You had your first date a week ago. FYI, how did it go?'

Nick pulled his hand free. A faint blush covered his cheeks and Kurt thought that the wolf looked adorably when he was so shy. 'I eh… it was okay… I think. I haven't spoken to Jason yet.'

'I am sure he'll call you soon,' Jeff said smiling softly at his friend. Kurt didn't understood how Nick hasn't noticed the heart eyes Jeff threw at him because it was so damn obvious. Even a blind man could feel something was going on between those two.

'I wouldn't count on it.'

Kurt almost jumped out of his skin when the voice came out of nowhere. He turned around and saw that the meercat faced werewolf from earlier made his way over, a confident smile on his face. Kurt knew immediatelly that he wouldn't like this one. He wanted to wipe that smile of his face.

'Sebastian,' Jeff growled, stepping protectively in front of Nick. 'What are you doing here?'

Sebastian shrugged, the smile never leaving his face. 'Just saying that I saw Jason puking earlier. He claimed to be sick because your buddy over there…' He nodded at Nick who paled. '… kissed him. And it sucked.'

'You, assh –' Jeff was cut off by Nick who brushed passed him and disappeared around the corner. 'Nick, wait!' Jeff ran after him and disappeared too.

Great. Now Kurt was all alone with that meercat bastard. He gave Sebastian his best bitch face look. Spending years at McKinley High has perfected his bitch face look.

'Human.' Sebastian spat.

'Dick.'

Sebastian growled.

'I am under the protection of your alpha. You can't hurt me.' Kurt reminded him. Sebastian didn't look like he obeyed the rules though.

It worked. The growl died. But the scowl on Sebastian's face stayed. 'I don't like you.'

'I don't like you either. Now go away.'

'And let you wander around like a loose animal? No way, Blaine has given us orders to keep a eye on you. Come on, I'll bring you to your room.' Sebastian turned around.

'I thought we were going to my room. That way.' Kurt pointed to the corridor they had just entered, before Sebastian chased Nick away.

'Rooms has changed, follow me.' Sebastian walked down the corridor. Kurt hesitated. He didn't trust Sebastian, but he didn't know if Nick and Jeff would come back and then he'll be here all alone. He had no idea were to go and he didn't know the rules exactly.

What if he entered a room he wasn't suppose to enter? He didn't want to be on Blaine's bad side on his first day here.

Kurt decided to follow Sebastian. The wolf kept a fast pace and Kurt had trouble keeping up. It felt like they walked for hours. This part of the house was colder, darker and silent. It looked abandoned.

They walked down a stairs. A cold shiver ran down Kurt's spine and he hesitated.

Sebastian noticed. 'Come on, we're almost there.' The stairway ended in a dark corrider only lith by candlelight. There were a few wooden doors. Sebastian opened the first one. 'Here we are. Go on, check out your new room.'

Kurt stepped forward and stopped in the doorway. He saw a small bed in the middle of the room, filled with hay. The corners of the room were filled with spinrags and Kurt noticed a rat running away from the sudden light of the candle. 'This is not –'

Before he could finish his sentence he was shoved roughly in the back and he fell forward on his hands and knees. Sebastian laugh filled the air. 'Welcome to your new home, Kurt. I hope you like your new roommates. Have fun with the rats.'

The door closed and Kurt was surrounded by darkness. 'Sebastian!' He scrambled quickly on his feet. With his hands in front of him he searched for the door. Finally he found the doorhandle and pulled. Sebastian had locked him up. 'Sebastian! Come back!'

But he knew it was useless. Sebastian had lured him into a trap. He was stuck here. Who knows when he'll be released. He would probably starve to death.

Kurt swallowed, his mouth was dry. He could feel the tears burning in his eyes. He thought about his dad. His friends. Hell, even Karofsky and his crew were better than being locked up with a pack of wolves who hated him.

Kurt always thought he was living in a hell but now he knew that he had just entered the hell. Who knows what Blaine and his pack had planned for him?

Kurt closed his eyes and let the tears fall, hoping that the nightmare would end soon.

A.N Hope you liked it. Let me know what you thought of the first chapter!