Title: Moonlit Love

By: PucKurt4ever

Genre: Romance, Drama, Supernatural

Warnings: Homosexuality, sex, nudity, cursing, blood, killing

Summery: On the outer West edge of Ohio, lies the small town Lima. Two families, the Puckerman werewolf pack and the Hummel vampire clan have lived side by side for centuries; an ancient rivalry keeping these two families separate …until now. Noah 'Puck' Puckerman is the son of Ruth Puckerman, the pack's leader, and next in line to be pack leader. One day Puck wanders into the town that lies in the middle of both territories and stumbles upon Kurt Hummel, the Prince, or is it princess?, of the Hummel Clan, and falls instantly in love with the beautiful vampire. Follow Kurt and Puck as they go against not only their instincts but their families as well as they try to keep their forbidden love alive.

A/N: So, this chapter's shorter than the others but it's a big drama causer so look forward to next chapter. And P.S., don't hate me or Burt! What happen's in this chapter wasn't his doing. It states in there that it's not his fault but for those of you who don't believe him i'm telling you, it's NOT his fault.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the characters, they're all Ryan Murphies. Well, escept for the ones i created but you get my point.


Chapter 6

It had been a while since Kurt and Puck's little run-in in the woods that led to them sharing a kiss. Actually, it had been two months exactly. In that time, Kurt had spent his time around the house doing all sorts of things.

Some days he'd be in the back yard with Cody, one of the Hunters of Law-breaking Vampires, learning to fight – both close combat and distance combat, and use his ability to freeze matter in different but useful ways. Though Kurt felt wary being around him simply because he wasn't sure if Cody was able to tell that he'd kissed a werewolf, he did appreciate the lessons. Ever since his fight with the rogue that resulted in Puck having to protect him after he was unable to do anything to stop the wolf, he wanted to be able to fight and who better to teach him than the vampire whose ability was to be able to fight – well and use spells.

Then on other days Kurt would stay cooped up in his room. Up there he'd do things like go through his wardrobe and toss out anything he thought he didn't need or was out of style, sketch designs for clothes in his sketch book, or go online to find great deals on good looking clothes for either himself or 'Katie'.

Sometimes though, he'd just lie on his bed and think. He'd think about Tony and their relationship and how it had slowly progressed to the point where he'd let Tony kiss him and maybe on a good day touch his 'special parts' but they never had sex or got to the point where they might have sex. He'd think about how he wanted to go into town but was too afraid he'd run into Puck. He'd think about the wolf that had invaded their territory and wonder whether he'd come back again and if he'd bring reinforcements. But most of all, he'd think about Puck.

Most days then none he'd think about Puck. Even on days when he wasn't just up in his room and was doing something like talking with his friends or practicing his cooking skills in the kitchen with Carole, he'd end up thinking about him. When he'd be with his friends, one of them would bring up a topic that reminded him of Puck. When he was cooking with Carole and they used cherries it'd remind him of the Shirley Temples he drank at the club he met Puck at.

Then, there was the worst of all. Anytime he did something even remotely sexual with Tony, he'd end up think about Puck. He'd think about how Puck was a much better kisser than Tony, how he wished it was Puck he was kissing, and how Tony tasted nothing like Puck. On those rare days he let Tony touch him below the waist he'd wish it was Puck touching him down there; which would just lead to him closing his eyes and picturing it Puck's hand or mouth that was pleasuring him. Kurt was sure that at one point he almost called out Puck's name when he climaxed but since he usually buried his face in his pillow so none of the others heard him, the soft cry of Puck's was muffled and unrecognizable as anything but a pleasured cry.

So, just like any other day, Kurt wondered the house; trying to think of something to do. He wasn't up for spending time in his room or in the kitchen. It was early in the morning – actual morning not vampire morning – and all of his friends would be asleep in their rooms so he couldn't spend time with them. That also meant that Cody wouldn't be around either for his lessons.

'Maybe I could read a book from the library?' Kurt suggested to himself when he noticed he had wandered into the "Study" section of the castle – which was located on the far back left side of the castle on the first floor. He pondered the thought and shrugged his shoulders as he decided that he would.

He walked a few more feet before pushing open a door that led into a bookcase filled and lined room. In the center of the room was a circle of couches, arm chairs, and tables and chairs and above the cluster was a crystal chandelier that lit up the room.

Kurt walked around in search of a book to read. He looked at the spines of the books on the bookshelves with their titles on the spine as he ran his finger lightly across them. Every once and a while he'd pull out a book, flip though it, and then put it back when he found that it didn't interest him. He was back in the back, getting a little disappointed that he hadn't found anything yet when a book under the 'W' section caught his eye. Kurt grabbed to very dusty book that looked like it'd never been touched before and looked down at the cover: Werewolf Facts.

Kurt cursed himself for picking the book as his thoughts slowly started to drift back to its favorite topic of thought; Puck. It didn't make sense why he kept letting himself think about Puck when he knew the two would never be together and as shameful as it was for him to admit it; he was starting to develop strong feelings for Puck. Kurt refused though to say or admit to himself that he was falling in love or was already in love with Puck.

Still, Kurt couldn't help himself as he sat down on one of the couches and opened the book; couching a little when a cloud of dust escaped from its stale pages. 'I'll have to tell Dad that the maids aren't dusting the library as well as they should be.' Kurt thought as he his eyes scanned over the first page of the book. It seemed to be mostly just the history part between vampires and werewolves so Kurt skipped forward past that part.

The next section was mostly about werewolf habits like living in packs and being territorial but a certain line under the territorial part caught Kurt's eye.

Werewolves are very territorial creatures. They have a tendency to protect what they believe to be theirs and will risk their lives protecting a certain item or being. The one thing they are the most protective of is their mate (page 34).

As Kurt read the fact, flashback of Puck protecting him from the rogue appeared in his mind. He remembered how argent Puck had been about getting him out of their and how when the wolf had charged at him Puck had protected him by attacking the other wolf. '…Does Puck think of me as his?' Kurt wondered and for a second his eyes wandered over to the page number next to the word mate; indicating what page you could find more on mates.

Kurt closed his eyes and let out a sigh. No, he wasn't going to give in to his feelings. If he learned more about this stuff, it'd make him want it… want Puck even more. It was already bad enough that he did want Puck but by building onto his feelings with something like that, it was just horrendous.

"Hey bud. What're you doin'?"

Kurt jumped as the sound of his father's voice and his hand being placed on his shoulder startled him. He quickly turned his head around to look at his father, who had an amused look on his face.

"I was just… looking at a book." Kurt replied shakily, his heartbeat still fast from his scare.

Burt nodded his head. "What book?" he asked as he looked down at the book in Kurt's lap. His eyes scanned over the pages as he tried to figure it out on his own. "A book on werewolves?"

Kurt looked down at the book with wide eyes. He'd forgotten that no one knew of his encounters with Puck other than Blaine, Sean, and Tony who only knew of the one at the club, and that it'd be odd for him to be reading a book on werewolves. They were their natural enemy and Kurt worried that his father would get suspicious on why he was reading about them.

"I was just seeing if I could find out anything that would help me when fighting them." Kurt quickly covered up. It seemed like a legit reason and shouldn't cause any suspicion but he prayed that his father would buy it and not question him further.

Burt smiled and patted his shoulder. "Good for you, son. That's just the kind of thinking a leader needs to have."

Kurt laughed nervously, a faint blush dusting his cheeks. "Thanks Dad. I'll make sure to remember that." He chuckled, his body relaxing his anxiety left him. 'That was a close one.'

"Any ways," Burt continued, "I came here to look for you."

"Oh? Is something wrong?" Kurt asked, closing the book and setting it on the couch beside him before standing up.

"Well, not really." Burt looked nervous and he took a deep breath before looking Kurt in the eyes. "Son, it's time."

Kurt blinked and his eyebrows furrowed together as he gave his father a confused look. "Time for what?" He asked.

"It's time for you and Tony to get married." Burt said. Kurt's eyes widened and his breath caught in his throat. 'What? No. No it's not.'

"But, Dad. You said that Tony and I would get married when it was time for me to replace you as leader of our clan!" Kurt protested. He didn't want to get married; especially since he knew that for vampires, at least Purebloods, when they got married they had consummate their marriage with a Blood Bond. Kurt didn't want a Blood Bond with Tony. "I should still have a few hundred years before that's supposed to happen."

Burt sighed and he looked ashamed as he said, "I know that Kurt but the Head-council said that since you turned one hundred, you're now at the best time in your life to have a baby. You're young and have some experience on you so you won't go doing anything stupid that would harm yourself or the baby."

Kurt's eyes blazed with anger as they turned a shiny crimson. His hands curled into tight fists, his nails digging into his palms, and his fangs sharpened. "They want me to have a baby!? No! I'm the one that'd be carrying it not them! They have not right in telling me who I will have child with and when I will do it." Kurt yelled. He could see that his father was getting frustrated with him but Kurt was too upset to care. "This is unbelievable! How cou-."

"Kurt!" Burt yelled loudly and sternly, making Kurt go silent. "You may not like this but you can't go against them. I tried to persuade them to let you do it on your own time when you were ready but they outnumbered me. I'm sorry but their word is final. On Sunday you and Tony are to be married; end of discussion."

Burt didn't look at Kurt as turned and walked briskly out of the room, shutting the door behind him as he left. Kurt watched his father go, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. 'This is unfair. This isn't how a marriage should be. It shouldn't be forced and all business like but about love and being bound to the one you love.'

Kurt closed his eyes and a few tears escaped and cascaded down his cheeks. Tony wasn't who he wanted to marry. Tony wasn't the one he wanted to be bound to for the rest of his life by both words on a document and a physical bond of blood. Tony wasn't the one he wanted to have a child with. He didn't want to carry and eventually bear Tony's child. He wanted nothing to do with Tony on an intimate relationship bases after what he did and now, now he was to be married to him, forced to make a Blood Bond with him, and forced to create a child with him.

Kurt flopped down onto the couch as a soft sob escaped him. He pulled his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them as he buried his face in his knees as he cried into them, his whole body trembling as his soft sobs raked his slender frame.


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