Over Night
Chapter Four
"Lopez!" Puck hollers. He saw her roll her eyes and stopped eating her meal. "Get your ass to the land, and do your runs!"
She pouted, a silver lining of evil reflecting in her eyes. "But I just sat down to eat my ri-
Puck shifted his stare to a glare at the Latina. "That can wait, right?"
Santana reluctantly nodded. Her body was out the door a second later, muttering things in Spanish, that Puck was sure was about him.
Puckerman eyed the piece of meat that lay before him, sending pleasing smells to his senses. Ever since transforming into a wolf, his cravings for meat heightened, also his mental state of emotions, as to his sexual cravings.
Finn explained to Noah that the changes were comparable to puberty. And Noah wasn't in the mood to be talking about the 'awkward stage' that he has to undergo once more. Nor did he have time to act on the emotions, he rarely had time to eat; how was he suppose to deal with his sexual urges? He pushed all that to the back of his mind, just like the rest of the topics that he thought were useless.
"You have the night shift, you know that, right?" Puck informed Mike.
Mike's head perked up, his mouth coated with the sauce of the meat. "wath?" He choked down the remaining food he had in his mouth. "I have a date with Tina tonight!" He cried.
Mike's behavior didn't seem to effect Puck's sensitivity. His firm look didn't alter, even when Mike gave him a puppy look-ironic, if you think about it. "Tina knows what's the arrangements of the gang, she'll understand." Noah shrugged.
"Hey!"
Both the males in the Hudson's kitchen lifted their head to see Matt walk through the door. He just switched duties with Lopez. Puck confirmed that Santana is running the outskirts of Lima.
"Yes! Ribs!" Matt squalled happily. "Hey-there's a party tonight!" he spit bits of meat across the tables. "We should go! Party it on up! Get our freak on!"
Mike shaked his head, "We really need to get out, this wolf shi-" Puck gave a low growl, at Mike's ignorance to the wolfs' traditions. "stuff." he corrected himself and sheepishly bowed his head at his alpha.
"Puckerman especially," Mike notes, wiping the flavor off his lip. "He need to get laid."
Matt grinned, a thought popped in his head. "Maybe Rachel will be there!"
Noah overlooked the first comment and played with his food. The second one? It didn't settle well... His chest hummed with uncontrollable temper, eyes flickering from wolf to Noah, and his fists trembled.
That was the thing the rest of the pack found amusing and interesting to them. Noah was pretty in control when it came to his anger, but once a certain brunette's name was uttered, and in any shape or form of offensive, all hell broke loose.
Puck's body steadied itself, he stayed still. "You just bought yourself a week of night runs, starting tonight. Go tell Santana she's off the hook."
Mike and Matt's eyes stretched open in stupor, well Matt's was.
"Now," the supremacy in his voice, compelled Matt's form to float out the door without another word exchanged. He had switched duties with Santana for nothing, because he was back to his same run.
The dancer, bit his lip. "That was a bit-harsh," Mike said about the remark.
"It was," Puck admitted with a sigh. "But he needs to get in some hours any way, he's the weakest out of the group at the moment."
Mike had nothing else to say, so he left it at that. And he knew not to question the head of the pack.
"We have a gathering with the vamps, in about two weeks, for encounters they've had with outsiders and we like to tell them when we have a new piece of the pack." Finn said to Puck.
Noah only nodded. He wasn't listening to be quite honest, he didn't really care at the moment about supernatural shit. His mind was pondering off about how his first day back at McKinley would result into. He hadn't been on campus for a full week, trying to adapt to his knew lifestyle.
Puck didn't really care about how his grades were or how they would be affected at that moment, but there was something or someone, who he cared about. Everyone knew who that someone was: Rachel Berry.
Her missed and ignored calls filled his call list, and her texts packed his phone full. He was doing the right thing, right? She'd just get hurt in the end, and secrets were not things you based a relationship on, and that's what he'd be doing. He was doing the best for her and himself.
Puck just had to convince himself he was.
The student body gradually became aware the Noah Puckerman that sauntered on to McKinley, was not the same Puckerman as before. Not only did he shave his Mohawk off, he also lost his signature smirk he wore, and a dark, ominous, cryptic secret was hidden behind his hazel eyes.
Students who were unfortunately crowded around Noah, kept their head hung to the ground once they got a glimpse of his unholy eyes. They all kept their distances, knowing something wasn't the same and would never be and no one tried to change it. His future was already written, since he became the leader of the anomaly, ignored teenagers of McKinley.
Once Puck and the rest of his brothers, and sister emerged into the school the gossip had already spread like a wildfire. The bunches of students flung to the lockers, breaking the mob in the hall into two. They all had the idea that there was something abnormal about the six teenagers and they wanted nothing but to be avoided from the rest.
"Get your stuff were moving your locker into Jacob's," Finn quickly said to Puck.
Puckerman really had nothing to put in his new locker but old, stale food and trash. By the time he went to the other hall a clean locker awaited him with his new locker buddies staying for the welcome party.
The halls were mustering together with teenagers, when the first bell rang.
First he sensed something in the area, something that was strong, powerful. Then a familiar smell of berries hit him like a wave. He turned from his locker, fusing his eyes together with chocolate-brown ones.
Rachel. She did not look well to Puck. She may have needed another days rest; her hair and outfit looked together, but not her physical features. He could feel her body tense and her heart pounding away in her small chest. She blinked furiously looking to the ground, scared? When she did look up Puck had torn his eyes away, focusing on the important thing.
His hand didn't mean to slam it so hard, but he had underestimated his new strength. The locker door closed with a bang and so had he. He made his way down the hall balling his hands in fists. Puck looked over his shoulder once more, to see Rachel had fled.
Glee members and teachers contacted Rachel, on behalf of Puck. He begged them not to mention his name, he just wanted to know if she was 'okay'. According to the others she was and was caught up in a bad cold at the moment.
He persuaded himself that she was 'okay', even though deep down he knew exactly what she meant by, 'okay'. Puck had been the one who knew what she thought about the pack, and how she felt. He just pushed all that deeper down and shut that emotion off. And told himself that it was for her own good, she'd be thanking him later.
She had a piece of him and kind of knew his secret. The wolf he presented Rachel, on her own deck. She had a part of him, the wolf was almost identical to his own and that's what he was, a wolf. She just didn't know.
"What's the object of this game?" Puck asked, genuinely interested about the game they made up. Puck identified the intense focus, Santana was displaying on her wolf's face. Her tongue slightly slipping from her mouth. Her razor-sharp eyes squinted with sharp concentration at her opponent.
Finn sat comfortably away from Santana with the somewhat the same expression. His wolf stayed extremely clam and quiet huffs were exiting his nose.
All six members of the pack waited for the Evans, Puckerman gathering to begin. For some reason the vamps thought it was acceptable to be 'fashionably late' to a meeting. Both Mike and Matt fell asleep. And Blaine was off in his own world, by the flowers.
"To think of a number," Santana muttered.
"If you thought about it, wouldn't the rest of us heard it be now?" Puck questioned.
"Well... you have to focus on a number, but not think about it, until one of the players fucks up and thin-forty two!" Santana blurted loudly, leaping up from her spot.
"Damn it!" Finn expressed, falling to the ground. Dirt flew up and settled on his fur.
Matt yelped in fright from his nap, beside Santana. "Forty two vampires! Where!" He grumbled, squatting in a fighting position.
"That way spot! They went that way!" Santana had muddled out of her wolf figure and managed to pull on her clothes. She pointed south, directing Matt to the 'vampires'. "Spot go get them boy!" Santana cheered once the half asleep Matt bolted through the trees. Spot's what the Latina called Matt, her puppy dog.
Puck chuckled from his place. "Wait do you hear that?" He jumped from his spot and scrambled to the edge of the Puckerman property. The line that divided the Puckerman from the Evans was the Lake of Lima. Clear on the other side was a ball of light and the smell of smoke, it came from a restricted area, meaning it was them, the vampires.
Only four figures illuminated the beach, all men. Then there was five in the tree lines, Puck's ears picked up every bit of it.
"Somethings happening," Finn concluded. "Mike go find Matt, Santana and Blaine, you stay in the shadows and wait for the two to get back before approaching the assembly of vampires, they know we're here. Puck, we have to get to town for the mates," Finn said with extreme balance and calmness.
Noah's wolf was going to protest at Hudson's sudden impulse to order the pack along, but this seemed like it didn't happen often. He nodded to him, letting him know that he gave the okay for Finn to order around the group.
But before everything could be set in stone a blood curling scream entered the air, and not from their side of the land. The vampires. The voice sounded oddly well-known to Puck's ear...
"Another wolf," Blaine whispered in his mind. Flashes of students McKinley blinked through his mind, until one settled into each others.
"Azimo?" Santana huffed. "Aww shit!" she cursed. "I have to deal with seeing all of you naked, now him!" She scowled, her teeth glowing in the night. "I'm gonna need some Clorox to disinfect my eyes after this!"
Finn spat at Santana, "Shut up, Lopez! Did it ever occur to you that seeing you naked is even worse because when you turn into a wolf you tend to grow hair like crazy and you don't seem to shav-
Puck only needed to snarl to shut the two of them up. Santana bowed her head and went to the back of the group.
"What the hell is he even doing over there?" Puck demanded. "Finn, go circle Lima, if Azimo starts to fled into town," Puck instructed Finn. "Mike go find Matt-
At a distance away a voice spoke, directly to them. "Your wolf won't settle down."
"We can get him to calm himself. Do we have permission to go over boundary?" Puck said.
There was a muffled conversation, trying to keep quiet as possible. "Yes."
"Clorox! Please, I need some Clorox!" Santana moaned from behind Puck.
Puck mentally snickered at the pain, naked Azimo was causing her. Azimo was quite a handful and Puck got a glimpse of what Finn had gone through five times with the others. Calming them, getting them to shift, explaining, dealing with the after math, and explaining again.
Puck could only say he got to step three with Azimo before he passed out cold, which was funny to Puckerman. The tough line back passed out like a pussy. Ha! He chuckled again at the shit the others were going to give him when he woke.
"The images burned into my mind!" Santana hissed, hitting a small tree down.
"Will you shut up, Santana!" Noah called behind him. "You're not carrying a naked three hundred, linebacker on your back!"
Santana got a clip of it in her mind and linked it to the packs mind, all cracked into laughter, a howl sending into the night.
"All go home and call it a night!" Puck said, giving his members a break from the routines. "I'll take Azimo to Hudson's, alright?" He could see Blaine happily skipping from his wolf form to his human form and the others responding with happy responses.
"Finn get some clothes from his house and meet me back at your place."
Finn accepted the demand and shifted out of his wolf.
Santana changed back into her human and was immediately by his side, leaning into Azimo, whose heart rate was quickening.
"Welcome to the pack!" She barked into his face and ran into the night.
A/N: Oh Santana... Thanks all who reviewed the last chapter, it meant a lot to me! I am trying to upload every Wednesday and Saturday for you guys! Hooray!
Important: I am debating to if I should change the rating to M for later chapters, because I have an idea. Tell me what you think. And I have other questions, I need answered, but if I ask they could spoil later chapters. So, if you want to have a say in upcoming chapters PM me and I will send you the questions.
And I know there are mistakes and there was a ton in the last one, because I just uploaded after I finished typing it.
Chapter Five or Six SNEAK PEEK: Noah knew that Sam sensed he was on the beach. Every single pore oozed with anger, he was loosing patience like nobody's business. "Evans!" He roared from the opposite side of the lake. "Get your vampire ass over here!" Puck screamed from the shoreline, pacing back and forth. Sam was confused. Scratch that he was hella confused by the McKinley's student. Sam's eyes repelled bewilderment, how did Noah Puckerman know he was something unnatural. "You gave her your blood!" Puck's voice thundered out. Sam's eyes stretched with awareness, but it was too late. Noah had lost his control in front of Sam and he knew he was in deep shit.
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