Wassap, y'all!

So I couldn't help but notice some unanswered questions and here I am to answer them:

Q: Will this be a g!p story?

A: No, it will not. There ARE other ways for girls to get pregnant, ya know. Plus, I can't write g!p for my life xD

Q: Shouldn't they already know they're mates?

A: Yeah they know, but it's sort of hard when you're two separate packs and one of you has two others after you, as well. Like any other relationship, this one is gonna have some major problems.

Q: If both packs combine, won't that mean one of them will have to be the alpha?

A: I based the ranks off of real wolf packs, sort of. There are two alphas, so of course both the girls will maintain their rank. However, there is an alpha male, which is more dominant than the alpha female. So yeah, one of them will have to be slightly more dominant.

Okay, that's all... I think.

Any other questions about the plot n shiz, I shall not answer because most of them will be answered in time.

So without further adieu, Chapter 7!

"So, I got our lines," Brittany said as she approached my desk in English.

I smiled and she slid into the desk next to mine, scooting as close as possible, trapping me, basically. "Oh?"

"Yup. They're not hard to memorize, and Miss Holiday said we have to make it more modern. So we'll have to translate it." Brittany frowned. "But I don't speak Shakespeare."

"Nobody does, Britt." I giggled.

She grinned. "So, when can we rehearse?"

"My place after school? I'll text you when to come."

She nodded. "Okay."

I laced my fingers in hers. "So when's our date?"

She bit her lip. "Tomorrow at seven. Dress nice... and sexy." She winked.

I blushed. "Okay. In the meantime, we better start translating this Shakespeare."

She giggled and kissed my cheek lightly. "You got it, babe."

Christ, you're whipped. Puck snorted as we ran around the Northern part of our borders.

Not whipped – just... uh... I thought for another word. But failed. Shut up.

He barked out a laugh. Well, the borders are all clear so let's just head home so you can get back to your girlfriend.

I felt my heart swell at the thought of calling her my girlfriend. Can you do me a favor?

Sure, what is it? He glanced at me curiously.

Can you... like... get the others and look for any information about two packs combining?

Yeah, sure. He nodded.

We hurried home and I quickly changed into a V-neck black tank top and jean shorts. What, I wanna look sexy for her. Can't blame me.

To: Britt-Britt

You can come over now. Sorry it took so long.

From: Britt-Britt

Kk be there in a sec.

I grinned and tried to calm my nerves. I couldn't wait for her to get here. Like we'd really just be rehearsing.

A knock on the door caught my attention and I opened it immediately. There, standing in all her glory, stood Brittany.

"Hiya, gorgeous." She grinned.

"Hi, beautiful." I pulled her in and gave her a quick kiss. "Follow me."

I shut the door behind her and was about to lead her upstairs... until mami popped in from the hallway.

"Santanita, quién es este?" (Who is this?) Mami asked.

I gulped nervously. She knew who this was. "Brittany, mi amiga."

"Hello, Brittany." Mami grinned at the blonde.

"Hi, Mrs Lopez." Brittany greeted politely.

"Oh please, call me Maribel." She held her hand out for Britt to take, which she did and they shook hands.

"Okay, Maribel."

"Thank you, mami..." I grumbled. "Now can we please go upstairs to rehearse for our project?"

"Sí, sí. Ningún negocio divertido." (Yes, yes. No funny business.) She replied.

I blushed. "Mami!"

I pulled Brittany upstairs before she could say anything else embarrassing. I shut my room door and groaned.

"Sorry about that." I rubbed my temples.

Brittany giggled and stepped closer to me. "You're really hot when you speak Spanish."

I quirked an eyebrow. "Oh am I?"

She put her hands on my waist and my arms wrapped around her neck. "Yeah, completely irresistible."

"Dame un beso." I murmured.

She looked down at my lips. "Gladly."

Our lips met and began a slow, steady dance. I sighed into the kiss and pushed gently against Brittany. She started to move backwards and fell onto my bed when it hit the back of her knees.

I fell on top of her and ran my tongue along her soft bottom lip. She opened her mouth and our tongues met in a battle for dominance. Her mouth tasted like bubblegum and it was so intoxicating.

I smiled into the kiss and pulled away slightly.

"Mm, we got a project to work on," I said quietly – my voice a little raspier than usual.

She sighed. "I know."

I gave her one more quick peck on the lips before sitting beside her. She sat up as well.

"Okay, so..."

So the whole 'practicing our lines' thing didn't last long. It lasted twenty minutes, which was fifteen minutes longer than I expected it to last.

Brittany's fingers were tangled in my hair as I sucked the pulse point of her neck. She whimpered and dragged her nails against my scalp as I lightly bit into her skin.

"S-San," she sighed. "We need to... get back to... project..." She trailed off as I raised my kisses up her jawline and back to her mouth.

I plunged my tongue into her mouth and lightly caressed the soft inside of her cheek. She moaned quietly.

Someone knocked on my door and I groaned a slightly muffled "go away" before going back to the beautiful blonde beneath me, who was currently giving soft moans of encouragement.

More knocks.

Brittany flipped us over and straddled me and tackled my neck with hot, open-mouthed kisses.

"Go – ugh – away!" I growled at the door, pleasure shooting through me as Brittany found that spot.

I moaned and moved my hands from her waist to her ass, squeezing roughly. Brittany groaned and sucked harder. There'd be marks on our necks tomorrow, for sure.

Another knock.

"Goddammit I'm busy!" I snarled, pulling Brittany back to my lips.

The door opened and somebody gasped. I jumped and so did Brittany. The blonde flipped to lay beside me and we both sat up.

"Christ, San!" Quinn yelled. "You could at least lock your door!"

"I told you to go away!" I defended.

"I guess I should have known when your mom said 'she's doing a project with Brittany upstairs' that she really meant 'she's about to get busy with Brittany upstairs'." Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Ugh. What the fuck do you want, Fabgay?"

Quinn shut the door behind her and sat down on my other side.

"While I'm totally open to a threesome, I'd like to get my sweet ladykisses on with Britt-Britt alone." I stated.

Quinn's eyes widened comically and Brittany giggled. "No! Agh! No! Ew! I came to say that we went to the wolf archives. We found out about two packs that were going to combine."

"Going to?" Brittany quirked an eyebrow.

"Yeah, but another pack came into the picture." Quinn gulped nervously. "We need to go somewhere more private," she whispered.

I nodded and looked to Britt then back to Quinn. "Okay, where should we go?"

"Brittany, is your pack at your house?"

"No, they went to see a movie." Brittany replied.

"Can we use your house?"

Brittany nodded. "Yeah, come on."

We slipped downstairs and Brittany took my hand in hers.

"Hey, girls!" Papi's voice reached my ears and I visibly jumped back.

Brittany wrapped her arms around my waist and kissed my cheek gently.

"H-Hi papi," I stammered nervously.

He suddenly flicked his gaze to the tall blonde beside me. "You're Brittany, I assume?"

"Yes, sir." Brittany held her hand out.

Papi narrowed his eyes and looked at her hand as if it was dangerous. He looked up at me. "Santana, where are you going?"

"To Brittany's house," Quinn answered.

"Why?" His tone was hard and I stared at him with wide-eyes.

"Papi, is everything okay?" I asked.

"Why don't you show Brittany to the door, we have to talk." I could tell it was an order, not a request.

"Papi, it's kind of important that I go to Brittany's." I stood my ground, standing tall and firm.

Brittany's grip around my waist tightened and she leaned in close. "Did I do something?"

I turned to her and shook my head. "No, baby, it's okay. He just has these moments where he's a total hard ass."

"Santana!" Papi growled.

I flinched. "Sorry, papi. But I have to go to Brittany's."

I pulled the tall blonde with me to the door and papi watched with disbelieving eyes as Quinn followed us and we all stepped outside.

"Santana, your dad is gonna kill you. You know that, right?" Quinn gasped.

I shrugged. "Whatever, this is important."

"Santana," Brittany sounded nervous. I turned to her. "I don't want to drive your pack and family apart..."

"You won't, Britt." I smiled slightly. "My papi's been acting weird since I told him I had claimed a mate."

"But still..." She jutted her lip out into a pout.

I giggled. "Put that bottom lip back before it gets caught on something."

She grinned and pecked my lips softly.

"Ugh, you guys are so disgustingly cute it makes me sick." Quinn groaned as we approached Britt's house.

Britt unlocked her door and opened it and we all stepped inside. She led us up to her room and shut the door.

"Okay, so, what's up, Q?" I sat down on Brittany's lap once the tall blonde sat down on her bed.

Quinn sat down on the bed nervously and took out a large book from her backpack. Wait, when did she have that on? Guess I didn't notice. Weird.

She opened the book to a marked page and started reading. It was our pack's recent history book. The Elders wrote one about each alpha's lives as leaders. "February 17, 1985. Antonio Lopez reported another pack in his territory coming in from the north. The pack refused to go back to their original territory, claiming a band of hunters was after them. It has been agreed to drive them out immediately." She looked up at us for a second before looking down again. "February 19, 1985. Antonio Lopez reported the same pack had stayed. The alpha of said pack offered a deal with Antonio; that their two heirs will become a mated pair in hopes of uniting the packs."

"Wait," I interrupted. "My papi obeys the Wolf Code more than anybody. Parents can't do that."

"They can offer, but it isn't guaranteed, yes," Quinn agreed. "However, if the bloodline is in danger of going out, then they can offer to try and create a new mated pair."

"What?" I was so confused.

"If a bloodline is going to go out – meaning a pack is going to become extinct – they can try and create a new bloodline with an equally strong or stronger pack. The Lopez pack, at the time, was dying out. Only female heirs were produced and your father was the first male in a century. They counted on you being a male, Santana, so you could help continue both bloodlines."

I sighed. "That's still against the Alpha Code and the Wolf Code."

"But the Elders could use magic."

My eyes widened. "What?!"

"Once an alpha retires into being an Elder, they gain magic abilities – besides turning into a wolf. They could use magic on the alpha's eighteenth birthday to make the alpha fall in love with another wolf."

"Holy shit..."

"Anyway," she cleared her throat. "The two packs lived in harmony for a few years until the alpha females of each pack became pregnant. December 25, 1994. Both packs presented their children. Antonio Lopez showed his baby daughter, Santana. When Nathan presented his child, all were shocked to find another girl. Nathan grew furious and declared war on the Lopez pack for creating a female as well, therefore preventing the continuation of their bloodline. January 5, 1995. A foreign pack from the east approached the borders and met with Nathan's pack. The eastern pack was close to dying out completely. They stated they had a son. Antonio reported that he also rejected Nathan's daughter, claiming that their pack was full of nothing but liars. It has been decided by the rest of the council to banish the two intruding packs." Quinn took a deep breath. "This is where it gets interesting. That pack, the northern pack with Nathan, never mentioned their name until the our pack and their pack declared war. He stated in battle that the Pierce bloodline would not die by wasting their time with two females."

I turned to Brittany with wide eyes and she gulped nervously.

"Brittany... what happened to your pack, exactly?" I asked.

She took a shaky breath. "Santana, I-I didn't mean for you to find out like this."

"Find out what?!"

"Okay, so... when I began to shift, my parents found out that there were hunters close by. They came and raided our pack meeting a few months ago. The pack meeting was with the council about a pack to the south that was getting restless with them. At the time, I had no idea what they meant, or what was going on. But then the hunters came..." tears filled her eyes. "We all tried to fight, but mom and dad told us to run. I took my pack and we ran as far from them as we could. When the hunters left, we went back. My mom and dad told me that it was my duty to accept Artie as a mate because his pack bloodline had died, and ours would die if I didn't accept him. Then they..." She trailed off as a tear fell down her cheek. I wiped it away gently. "So I came here. I don't know why, but something pulled me here." She looked into my eyes. "Because my true mate was here, I guess." I smiled softly. "That's why Artie is so desperate for me to claim him as my mate. Because he needs power. He's been considered a low-ranked wolf for so long. I was supposed to make him my beta, but I chose Mike instead because his parents were my parents' beta. Artie needs to be in charge, and he wants to be alpha. Santana, I'm sorry this happened."

"Hey," I murmured. "Don't. I'm glad you came here. But what do we do? Can packs actually combine?" I turned to Quinn.

She nodded. "Yeah, it happens all the time. However, there does have to be a sort of 'alpha male' which will be slightly more dominant than the female."

I turned to Brittany with a quirked eyebrow. "Uh, but neither of us has a dick. So...?"

"Yeah, but I mean, one of you has to be more dominant." Quinn shrugged. "I'm gonna go. I have a thingy with Rach-er, I mean. I have a thing. Bye!"

I grabbed her wrist with an exaggerated gasp. "You have a date! With the Hobbit!"

"Shut up," she groaned.

I smiled at her. "Thanks, Q. We would walk you out, but I wants ta gets ma mack on,"

"Gross. But yeah, you're welcome. Didn't take long to find."

"Bye, Q!" I called as she walked out the door and headed downstairs.

"So, where were we before we were rudely interrupted?" Brittany purred.

I giggled and shrugged playfully. "Gee, I can't seem to remember."

She rolled her eyes with a grin and leaned back against the mattress, pulling me with her. She flipped us over and she was on top.

"So hot," I managed to husk out before our lips met in a hungry kiss.

Okay, so we were technically meant to be mates from the start. And so what if her parents wanted her and Artie together... and were apparently against me and Britt both being girls... and the Elder Council will most-likely be pissed – especially papi – that I'm mates with the same girl they declined years ago. But so what? I'm so completely in love with her, I don't think I care anymore.

One thing was was for sure, though: I'd have to confront papi about Brittany's old pack. Why didn't he want her here? What was going on?

So, is that really all of Brittany's past, or will Antonio reveal more to Santana? Why was he so defensive about having Brittany in the Lopez territory? Where have the hunters gone?

So many questions...

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