So here's the new chapter guys. It took me a while to find the inspiration to continue and I've been trying to work on my new story Badass Brittany. Still not sure if I'm going to upload it yet but here you go. Remember to review and let me know how I'm doing.
Oh and I fixed my mistake in the first chapter so the story should flow better now.
Santana sat with her back against the wall, watching as Brittany moved across the dance floor. She looked like a goddess and it took all of Santana's power not to drool at the sight of Brittany moving. She wanted to get up and be right next to the blonde as she moved.
The music ended and Brittany looked into the mirror at Santana. "What do you think?" She asked. Santana got up and was across the room holding Brittany in the blink of an eye. "Marry me," she whispered, nuzzling into Brittany's neck.
Brittany giggled. "I'm already doing that, silly." She pulled back to look at the Latina. "Seriously, San, was it good? I don't want to overwhelm the children."
"No matter what you do the children are going to be overwhelmed by your awesomeness alone. And than when they see you dance, their brains are going to shut down," Santana said as she kissed Brittany's sweaty neck, nipping at her pulse point. Brittany let off a soft moan that only encouraged Santana run her hands up the tired girl's sweaty tank top.
"San, what if someone sees us?" She moaned as the Latina found her already erect nipples. "So, what? The sign says closed doesn't it?" She demanded as she continued to kiss Brittany's neck.
The blonde knew that the Latina had a point. As long as the door was locked and the sign said closed no one would disturb them.
Santana could feel Brittany giving into her and she quickly ripped the girl's tank top over her head and unclasped her bra staring down at the two beautiful pink nipples that greeted her. She stared at them in shock. How could Brittany be so perfect? It amazed her.
The taller girl squirmed under Santana's gaze. She needed Santana to touch her in some way. It was killing Brittany.
Santana could see what Brittany needed and she quickly shook herself out of her gawking state and took one of the beautiful pink tips into her mouth. Brittany cried out. She hadn't felt Santana's attention on her breast in almost a month.
It was like heaven. As Santana's tongue worked on her right nipple, her hand came up and needed Brittany's left one. Brittany ran her fingers through Santana's wonderful long hair and kept the Latina's face to her chest. A small smile split Santana's face and she took hold of Brittany's nipple in her teeth, pulling back a little before letting it go again.
That was all it took before Brittany had Santana on the ground and she was quickly working on taking the Latina's belt off.
"Britt-Britt, baby, what are you doing?" Santana asked, her voice trembling with the fear she tried to hide. Brittany's only response was a snarl that clearly meant for Santana to shut up. The blonde finally got Santana's pants of and began to rip her boxers away.
It was like the animal side of Brittany took over the innocent girl as she threw the torn fabric that had once been Santana's boxers off to the side. Santana's jaw dropped. "Britt, baby, I think you might need to calm down. This isn't like you," Santana whispered. Brittany snarled again and quickly pulled her shorts off, positioning herself right over Santana's member.
Just as she was about to slam herself down on Santana's meat the Latina jerked back, so that Brittany landed on her thighs instead. Brittany gave her an angry snarl, before taking hold of Santana's wrists and pinning her down. Their faces were a lips breathe away and she snarled, "Don't move!"
She slammed down on Santana's constantly hard cock and let off a feral moan that matched Santana's. Brittany felt amazing as her pussy wrapped around Santana's pulsating member.
Brittany began to move up and down on Santana. She moaned out again and before she could stop herself, Santana found her hands on Brittany's waist helping her lover grind into her waist.
It was amazing. Santana's eyes rolled into the back of her as Brittany leaned down to Santana's shirt she nipped at the fabric and Santana could tell that that was her nice way of saying 'Get rid of it'.
Ripping the garment from her person, Santana watched in away as Brittany leaned down and bit the spot right over her heart. It was enough to draw blood and Santana let off a gasp of surprise as Brittany soothed the wound with her tongue and they both watched as it closed.
There was no way that Brittany could have known about imprinting. She had only been turned yesterday. Not one to lose an opportunity when it's thrown in her face, Santana leaned up to Brittany's chest and repeated the blonde's actions. A throaty moan left Brittany's lips as Santana's tongue slid over the wound. The Latina leaned back to smile at her mate but Brittany quickly pushed her down again and continued to grind down on Santana.
"Britt, baby, we should-oh god that feel amazing!" Santana screamed as Brittany stopped moving up and down and just sat there on Santana's cock, grinding back and forth on it.
Santana's hands came up to Brittany's waist about to take control of the situation, but a deep threatening snarl from Brittany made her come up short. Brittany took hold of both of Santana's wrist and brought them up over the Latina's head. She came down to Santana's neck, sucking and nipping at any exposed flesh she could reach.
Subconsciously Santana's hips had begun to buck up. Brittany didn't seem to be complaining about the movement, despite her current state. Santana could feel the slight pressure in her lower stomach. She was so close to release and from the little moans and wails Brittany was making, she was too.
Santana pumped into her once, twice, three times when Brittany's muscles clenched around Santana's cock and the Latina shot her load into the blonde. Painting her lover's insides with her hot seaman. Brittany cried out in ecstasy before collapsing on Santana.
They lay there panting for a few minutes before Brittany let off a whimper. "San?" She whispered. "Hmm?" The Latina murmured in her groggy state. "What did we just do?" Santana didn't even bother to open her eyes as she let off a sigh and began to explain to her new mate.
"Well, Britt-Britt. You just imprinted on me. That's when two wolves that love each other like we do claim each other for the world to see. Than your animal instincts took over and we had sex."
Brittany's weight and heat were gone in a flash. Santana's eyes shot open and she searched the room for her lover. She found the blonde sitting in the corner with her knees pulled up to her chest. Her eyes were open wide in fear and Santana could se that tears weren't far off.
Getting up, Santana slowly made her way towards Brittany. She sat down next to the blonde and tried to put a reassuring hand on the taller girl's back, but Brittany jerked away from the contact.
"How can you even touch me without vomiting?" She spat through her teeth.
"What are you talking about?" Santana demanded.
"Santana, I pretty much raped you because I couldn't control the wolf in me," Brittany snarled. Santana had never seen her mate act like this.
"Baby, that's only natural. Your body still adjusting to this new form that's been put upon you and you're just going to have to learn to control those urges. Besides it's only rape if you don't like it and trust me…I liked it."
Brittany smiled a little at Santana's playful banter.
S, don't forget there's a gathering tonight. It's time for you to show off your blushing bride in all her wolfy glory. Quinn's voice filled both of their heads and Brittany jumped slightly at the intrusion.
Are you kidding me? I wouldn't miss it for the world.
"Is it always like that?" Brittany demanded with her brow furrowed. She was trying desperately not to let Santana see just how much the fact that they didn't seem to have a single private moment to themselves bothered her.
"Pretty much. I mean if I really wanted to I could block out everyone, but if there's an emergency than they have no way to contact me in time." Brittany immediately felt guilty for being mad at Quinn for contacting them.
"So, what's this 'gathering' about?" Brittany asked as Santana threw an arm around the dancer and pulled her against her body.
"It's where all the leaders of the different clans come together for one night and discuss any trouble or problems that have been going on. It's suppose to be about peace but…" Santana shrugged, trying to blow the whole thing off, but Brittany could feel how tense her mate got.
"Are you going to tell them about what Jacob said?" She whispered, knowing that this was the reason that Santana was so stiff. "I will. It doesn't mean they'll listen. The leaders of all of the clans- myself included- can be very stupid at times and not listen to the voice of reason." Brittany snuggled in closer to Latina.
Santana suddenly sat up a little taller. "I almost forgot. Britt, when we go to the gathering there are a few things you have to remember. First, don't say anything about Rachel and Quinn being mates. Second, anyone else that you know of that is mated with someone who's outside of his or her clans don't say anything about it. It's illegal for members of two different clans to be together."
"What about you and I, San? We weren't part of the same clan."
"You weren't really part of any clan, Britt-Britt, and when I turned you, you became part of my clan. But even before I turned you, you were my mate and therefore part of my pack."
The blonde nodded in understanding.
"Third, I am Alpha and you are my Prima but that doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want. Stay by me at all times, since this is your first time at a gathering."
Brittany wrapped an arm around Santana's shoulder and kissed her neck. "I'll stay as close as you want me," she whispered. Santana chuckled deeply. "If I had you as close as I wanted you, we would never leave the house," she whispered.
They both laughed and fell back into a comfortable silence.
"Baby, are you ready to go yet? We don't want to be late for the gathering!" Santana called out as she put her hair up into a ponytail. It was the best ponytail in the world, if she didn't say so herself.
Brittany came sprinting out of the bathroom and towards Santana with two skirts in her hand. "Which one, Sanny? I want to impress everyone, but I don't want to look too slutty." A snarl immediately left Santana at the thought of anyone looking at Brittany in that way.
"Baby, just wear some jeans and a T-shirt. That's what I always do," Santana managed through clenched teeth. A smile stretched across Brittany's face as she saw the state of Santana's jaw.
"Don't worry, Sanny. I won't let anyone touch me. Remember, I'm yours now and you're mine," she whispered, giving Santana's cheek a kiss, before going back to the closet and grabbing a pair of jean shorts. Santana couldn't say that she hated Brittany's choice, but she didn't exactly like it either.
When they were both dressed and ready Santana led them outside and waited until Brittany had safely shifted before changing herself and than they both took off towards the gathering area.
Sometime during their run, Quinn and Puck both flanked them.
No one spoke, they just ran.
They made their way through the cave and Brittany stopped. Her jaw had gone slack, as she looked around at all the creatures surrounding them. The other three chuckled at her reaction.
Santana came up beside her and smiled at her mate's reaction.
Yeah, it's a lot to take in on your first time out.
She nudged Brittany's shoulder affectionately as they walked deeper into the large space. A head of black hair and slanted eyes came racing towards them followed closely by another head of longer black hair.
Mike? Tina? Brittany barked in surprise. The two Asians simply smiled down at the confused wolf.
"It's about time you two got here. Jesse's making trouble again. He and Finn are about to fight over who should have Rachel's hand," Mike said in a calm voice that he always seemed to carry.
Santana felt Quinn tense and her fur bristle. She took a step forward but a sharp snarl from Santana stopped her again.
I'll take care of this. She snarled at Quinn, before nodding to the two Asians and walking past them. Her little group followed as well and a few other people from different clans began to follow behind them, curious to know what had pissed the black wolf off.
They came to a small circle that everyone had formed. Jesses and Finn both stood on each side of it. They were glaring at each other and the air crackled with the energy of unreleased magic.
With a sigh Santana shifted and Puck followed suit. Quinn stayed by Brittany already knowing what the consequences of disobeying Santana would be. Taking hold of the back of Jesse's shirt Santana threw him to the ground while Puck did the same to Finn. They dragged both of the flailing men over to the center of the circle and glared down at them.
"Now, why can't you two fellows get along?" Santana growled in a taunting voice.
"Jesse's trying to take what's rightfully mine!" Finn yelled. His face was red and Puck had to tighten his hold on the gigantic man. "Since when have women ever been property here?" Santana hissed, and everyone could clearly see that she was pissed off. Finn shrank a little and Jesse was practically cowering beneath the fuming Latina.
"That's not what I meant, Santana. Of course Rachel's not property. I simply meant that I'm suppose to be wed to her," Finn stuttered out.
Jesse was shaking beneath her, but Santana didn't focus on him. She was torn between mentally keeping Quinn calm and handling the situation in front of her. "And who exactly said that you were to marry Rachel?" Santana demanded. Quinn's raging mind was really taking its toll on her and she could see that Brittany was barely holding the silver wolf back.
"Sh-Shelby did. Of course. She is the Queen after all," Finn muttered.
"No she didn't you big, blundering oaf!" Jesse snapped. "She said that you should not that you were. Besides, Rachel clearly wants to marry me!" Finn tried to grab at Jesse, but Puck calmly held him down.
Santana sighed again. "Seriously, guys? I think that you should let Rachel tell you who she wants to be with." She growled, before getting off of Jesse. Puck did the same for Finn and both men went on their way.
When she turned back, Santana saw Quinn leaning into Brittany's shoulder, as if her own feet would no longer support her.
She strained herself too much and now she's tired. Brittany explained with a shrug that almost made Quinn fall to the ground. Santana nodded and continued through the camp. She came to a bonfire and helped Brittany lay a barely awake Quinn on one of the logs.
"What happened to her?" Rachel's voice pierced the air. Santana sighed and watched with a satisfied smirk as Quinn sprang to life. Her tail was wagging like crazy and her tongue hung from her mouth as she looked up at the brunette with hopeful eyes. Santana rolled her eyes and took a seat. "There's nothing wrong with Quinn. We just ran in to your two suitors and she kind of snapped."
Quinn's tail immediately stopped at the mention of Finn and Jesse, and her muzzle pulled back in a snarl. Rachael took a seat between Santana and Quinn and ran her fingers through Quinn's silver fur. Quinn immediately calmed down and practically fell asleep at the small brunette's touch.
"Why do you put up with those two morons, Rachel?" Santana demanded as Puck passed out meat to everyone except Rachel who already had a stick covered in different fruits.
She shrugged and looked down at the ground. "My mother likes them so I just thought that I'd tolerate them until I was Queen and than Quinn and I could tell everyone about our relationship." Quinn's tail was tapping again. Santana scoffed. "Do you really think that would work?" She demanded.
Quinn's tail stopped drumming. Rachel's shoulders drooped. "I don't I assumed that by than everyone else would have accepted mating outside of the clans." Santana rolled her eyes at Rachel's optimism.
"The clan leaders won't accept love until we have a war about it," she growled as she ripped into the meat. Brittany had already devoured hers down and was looking at Santana's longingly. Letting off a soft chuckle, Santana tossed the rest of her meat to the white wolf, who caught it mid air.
They sat there in silence watching as the fire crackled with Santana leaning against Brittany and Rachel running her fingers through Quinn's dense fur. Puck had gone off with David, probably to settle some gambling bet they had made with some of the other jock heads.
"Ma'am, it's time for you and Miss Pierce to give your speeches," one of Shelby's servants said. Santana nodded to him and she and Brittany got up and walked towards another tunnel.
"You can shift into your human form if you want," Santana murmured to Brittany. The white wolf shimmered for a second before Brittany was walking beside Santana with her blonde hair flowing behind her. Santana took hold of Brittany's hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze before they walked out to the sound of cheering people.
Brittany seemed overwhelmed as she stepped out onto the rock ledge and looked down at all of the different clan members that had swarmed beneath their ledge. They stood next to each other, Brittany looking down at all the people below, Santana and Kurt having a glaring match.
"Brothers and sisters, if it's not too much trouble I would like to go first in today's gathering," Santana called out, drawing everyone's attention to her.
It was deadly silent as everyone watched the Latina.
"As you some of you may already know. I have imprinted on my mate Brittany as well as turned her into a werewolf so that she has now joined our pack." There was loud cheering from below, most of it from Santana's clan.
Glancing over at Brittany she saw that the blonde girl's cheeks were on fire. A smile crept onto Santana's face and she kissed on of her mate's burning cheeks. That only made the people go crazy.
"I expect Brittany to be treated the same way that you would treat me. Anyone that disobeys her or threatens her in anyway will face my wrath," she snarled and the whole area went deadly silent. After a few moments Santana continued with her speech.
"As everyone here should very well know I am not one to start war nor am I blind to those who are." Kurt's face tensed and if he could have Santana would have been a bunt crisp. "It appears that all of our great leaders were informed of an impending attack and they chose to ignore it; believing that their forces alone would be adequate in stopping their attackers. I am not so naive as to believe that I am strong enough to stop an attacker that I know nothing about.
"They say that only a fool does not take the knowledge of those that know more than he does. I take this knowledge and beg that the other leaders do the same and head this warning that something is coming and I'm not going to sit by and let it take over our world. So, either you stand with me or you stand against me," she called out.
Everyone was deathly silent as they watched Santana shift into her wolf form and sit down on her haunches. Brittany was quick to do the same. They sat at their ledge and gave everyone else a small nod, letting them know that they were in fact finished with their speech.
Shelby was quick to speak before things grew out of hand.
"Thank you, Santana for that informative report. I'm sure that we will have much to discuss in the after meeting and let me just say congratulations to you and Brittany on making your love formal in the eyes of your people." Brittany glanced over at Santana and the Latina was sure that if her mate could have she would be raising an eye at Shelby's statement.
Santana pretty much zoned out on Shelby's presentation. She could care less about how the berries were growing to the south or something like that.
Santana, that's not nice. Shelby listened to you speak. Brittany scolded, playfully.
The Latina rolled her eyes. That's because I gave an awesome speech that they're all too stupid to heed.
Brittany rubbed her head on Santana's shoulder affectionately.
I know, baby. They're really stupid, but you'll convince them to at least look into what Jacob is saying. You're good at that.
Santana returned the head bump and a big wolfy grin spread across her face.
You know it, sweetheart. But that's not the only thing I'm good at.
Ugh. Jesus, Santana, is sex all you ever think about? Quinn butted in.
Brittany let off an aggravated sigh. Are you always in your wolf form or do you just like to piss me and my mate off? Santana snarled back.
Quinn huffed mentally but went silent. Santana turned to Brittany her wolfy grin back in place, but by that time it was Mercedes turn to speak and Santana found herself being drawn toward the witches words.
"The witches productivity levels have increased greatly. We have a supplement for the vampires hunger. It is like fake blood. See one of our potion makers if you wish to partake in the human or animal blood free life style." Santana was just about to tune out when Mercedes voice grew grave.
"There is another matter at hand that we must discuss. One that the Elf Queen has yet to discuss even though it pertains to her people."
The area was just as quite as when Santana had spoken. Shelby was glaring at Mercedes but the witch woman calmly ignored her.
"It appears that one of her members has disappeared and no one has heard from him. As everyone here should know that if a member of a clan decides that they no longer wish to partake in our lifestyle they must not only inform their clan leader but also all the other clan leaders, before they are allowed to leave. Now, I have not received any such notification, have any of you?" She asked Santana and Kurt. Both of them shook their heads.
Santana felt her blood run cold.
Why is she doing this now?
What are you talking about, Sanny? Why she doing what? Brittany asked, leaning in a little closer to the Latina. She could feel Santana was scared and that only worried the white wolf further.
Sam! She's taking about Sam! He's her mate and someone's taken him! Why is she talking about this now? She's going to ruin the plan! Santana snarled and slammed her paw against the rock ledge.
Kurt and Shelby risked a glance back at the fuming black wolf, but didn't comment. Mercedes seemed to be caught up in her speech, but Santana knew that she could see that the Latina was pissed off. Santana was fighting every fiber of her being not to just jump across the space separating her from the witch and taking her out, before she said something that got them all killed, but Shelby's voice froze her to the spot.
"Why does one of my members concern you, Mercedes? It's not as if one of my clan would go on a crazy blood drinking raid." Kurt snarled, but didn't comment.
Santana could see what Mercedes was going to say before the proud woman had opened her mouth. She shook her head furiously, begging her to stop, but Mercedes simply squared her shoulders and said, "Because he is my mate and I would like to know where he is."
There was an audible gasp from everyone and than total chaos broke out. Elves began to fire their arrows at the witches and battle of the magics broke out. Elves and witches alike began casting spells at each other.
Brittany cowered into Santana and the Latina found herself standing as close to the white wolf as possible, looking for a way out of this situation. Across from them Mercedes and Shelby were arguing and energy crackled at their fingertips. Kurt seemed to be the only one at peace with the whole situation. He leaned back against his ledge with a bored expression on his face.
Turning Santana raced back the way they came. She could feel Brittany pressed close to her side.
Puck! Help our people get out of here! Quinn, get Rachel and come on! She snarled as she shoved fighting members out of the way with her broad shoulders. In a matter of seconds Quinn was by their side with Rachel on her back. They pushed and shoved their way through the crowd, when Santana saw several pairs of hands reaching out to grab Rachel.
She sprang into action. Jumping over Quinn she snapped at any pair of hands that came too close to the Elf Princess. Quinn continued to run, helping Santana out, by biting at people's heels.
San, look out! Brittany screamed.
Santana turned. Too late! The arrow buried itself deep in her shoulder. She fell. The world was spinning and Santana couldn't focus on anything except for Brittany's voice and her body being pushed further and further away from the downed Latina.
Santana! She screamed before the world went black.
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