Rachel's P.O.V.

"You smell...weird." Finn says to me after sitting next to me at the lunch table. I look at him incredulously.

"Excuse me?!" I ask and he gives me a sheepish smile.

"Not like, bad weird. Just weird. Different weird. Like...there's a lot of...different scents." He says then shakes his head.

"Nevermind. So I was thinking we could do something this weekend since you're feeling better." Finn says and I internally sigh. I probably should've lied about feeling better.

"I can't, I already made plans." I tell him and his eyes narrow in anger.

"With who? Santana?" He says like it pains him.

"No but why would that be a problem?" I ask.

"I know you've been seeing her behind my back. You smell like her all the time. Are you cheating on me with her?" He asks and I take a deep breath to calm myself. The anger pouring off of him right now is only infuriating me further and I don't want to cause a scene. I look over to Santana's lunch table and see her eyeing us as she speaks to Quinn.

"You okay?" She asks me once me make eye contact and I nod my head to her.

"I would have to actually be in a relationship with you to cheat on you." I say, turning my head back to Finn.

"We are only casually dating and I am allowed to be friends with whoever I choose." I continue. Finn huffs in anger but doesn't say anything as someone approaches the table.

"Is there a problem here?" I hear Santana says as I look up to see her glaring at Finn from the other side of the lunch table.

"It's none of your business." Finn hisses and Santana clenches her jaw, then calms herself. She leans down, putting her hands on the table and her face in Finn's.

"Watch your fucking tone." Santana says and her eyes flash green. Oh no.

"Santana it's fine. Everything is being taken care of." I tell her but her gaze never leaves Finn. Finn gulps as he stares at Santana and I can smell his fear...but he doesn't back down.

"You want to keep challenging my authority? Let's settle it." She says and I sigh. When there's a power struggle between pack members and their alphas, it's settled in a fight...a fight to the death.

"No!" I shout as I stand from my seat. They both look at me and I continue talking.

"Both of you need to stop! No one is fighting. Santana go back to your table." I say and Santana stands and leaves, sending one last glare to Finn.

"Hallway. Now." I tell him and I walk out of the cafeteria. Once I see that the hall is clear, I speak to Finn who has quietly followed me.

"I've had enough of this." I say to him, fuming.

"So have I! If you want me to keep my mouth shut, you better find another friend..." He trails off as he gets closer to me. I back away until my back touches the cool metal of the lockers. Finn glares down at me and gets as close as possible to my face without actually touching me.

"Because if you talk to her or even look at her anymore, I'm letting everyone know." He says then storms away from me. I have to use every ounce of control I have to not let Rose take control. I understand her frustration but we had a deal. I need to cool off. I walk outside to the football field and sit on the bleachers. I sigh softly to myself and look out onto the field.

The last thing I need is Santana facing off against Finn. While, I don't doubt she'd win, that would mean someone I was once close with would die. As difficult as Finn is making my life right now, I don't wish death on him even though I'm sure Rose would disagree.

"Rach?" I hear Brittany call out as she walks towards me.

"You okay?" She asks and I shake my head as she sits next to me.

"I'm just...tired Britt." Brittany puts her arm around mine and I lie my head on her shoulder.

"It'll be okay. I'm sorry about this. It was my idea. Let's just...tell the council ourselves. Maybe our dad's will be nicer about it than we think." Brittany says and I chuckle humorlessly.

"I wish that were an option Britt...I really do. And you have nothing to apologize for. I agreed to do it." I tell her.

"Yeah but it's stressing you out and San...while Quinn and I get to be happy. That's not fair." She says.

"It may not be but I'd rather it be this way than us getting kicked out of our pack. I would never do that to you." Brittany sighs and shakes her head.

"I just want us to be happy." She says softly as she lies her head on mine..

"I know Britt. We will be. I'm just not sure when." There's a moment of silence in our conversation and I take the opportunity to close my eyes and try to relax.

"You smell different." She says eventually and I sigh. Why is everyone saying that?

Santana's P.O.V.

Why the hell can't I challenge this fucking idiot?! If he dies, he dies. Not my problem. God! Sometimes Rachel is so frustrating. Always wanting to keep the peace when we should settle this by pack rules. I'm not going to keep tolerating disrespect, so damn it Rachel is just going to be upset because this thing with Finn ends, now.

After lunch, I didn't try to talk to Rachel. We're both upset and it's not going to make the situation any better. Rachel didn't reach out to me either so I think we're on the same page. School is over now and I have some time to kill before I have to go to cheerio practice so I decide to go for a run. It feels good to let my wolf just take over and think for me.

I've been having a hard time trying to talk to my wolf but I don't care. I haven't been having as many control issues as Rachel has been. Though...she does like to try to take the reins when I'm pissed so we have a power struggle...at least 3 times a day. Maybe I do have some control issues...

I'm already frustrated because I can't be around Rachel right now because it's that time of the month and Iris is an asshole. I was able to finally talk to her a few days ago but she's worse than I am. Compromise? She doesn't know the meaning of the word but we're going to have to agree on something because I'm not just going to avoid Rachel once a month for the rest of my life because my wolf can't keep herself in check. I had to force her to talk to me in an actual sentences after not letting her out for 2 weeks. It took more control and focus than I thought I had but Solomon is really good with helping with that shit.

After I clear my head, I go to practice then head home. I lie in bed and contemplate talking to Rachel. I don't know what to say. Should I apologize? I didn't do anything wrong. At least I don't think so. I don't know...Rachel probably didn't want me to get involved...fuck.

"Why are you so anxious?" I hear Rachel asks me and I sigh. I guess I have to figure out what to say to her now. I grab my cell phone and call her because my head hurts enough, I don't need another voice inside of it.

"Hello?" She answers.

"Are you mad at me or just mad in general?" I ask her.

"Both. I specifically told you I was fine yet you completely disregarded what I said and got involved anyway." She says and I roll my eyes.

"I was trying to help." I tell her.

"I can handle myself Santana. I don't need a security guard. I'm just as much an alpha as you are." She says and I sigh. I know Rachel is strong, I've never doubted that. I just know she's a lot more nice than I am and because of that, she tolerates more.

"I didn't know it was a crime to protect my girlfriend." I tell her.

"It's not when I actually need protecting Santana. I need you to trust me." She says.

"Okay...sorry or whatever...I shouldn't have gotten involved."

"While I accept your apology, I need you to prove the sincerity behind your words. Do not get involved again." She says sternly and I roll my eyes.

"Okay. Does that mean you're still mad at me?" I ask.

"I am still upset with you but...you can make it up to me." Rachel's tone changes to more...seductive one.

"We can't be in alone in the same room for at least another 3 days." I tell her.

"Yes...but I'm home alone. What are you wearing?" She asks me. I see where this is going.

I never would've thought phone sex could be so satisfying. Never been happier to be wrong.


A/N: Short but thanks for reading.