Kurt and Blaine walked into school hand in hand. Kurt noticed he was on the receiving end of many glares. Biting his lip, he looked towards his mate. "Blaine?" He asked softly, hesitantly. Startled by his fearful tone, Blaine looked at his boyfriend with concern.

"What's wrong Kurt?" Kurt sighed.

"You had a lot of options didn't you? I mean, all these other Betas are glaring at me. A-a lot of them are girls Blaine. A-are you okay with this? With us? I-I mean, I've heard of double mating before. I can go to Karofsky if you would rather-"

Kurt's words were cut off as Blaine fiercely grabbed Kurt's hips together and pressed their lips together passionately. Kurt immediately opened his mouth, granting Blaine entrance, allowing his tongue to slide past his lips.

There was no battle for dominance, Kurt automatically granted it to Blaine, letting the shorter teen's tongue to explore the contours of his mouth. Kurt practically melted into Blaine's touch, becoming nothing more than putty in his hands.

Blaine suddenly ducked his head, attacking Kurt's neck with open mouthed kisses. Kurt inhaled sharply. He glanced over Blaine's shoulder, and saw that the glares had only increased in intensity. But he was too distracted by Blaine's talented mouth

"As if I would ever let you go." Blaine finally said, his deep hazel eyes boring into Kurt's. The brunette found himself losing his breath, every time he spoke to Blaine. He truly could not believe it, how had been so lucky. Blaine was the definition of perfection.

"You're mine Kurt. I don't want you even thinking about going to Karofsky. I don't care who the hell is glaring at you. I wasn't exactly proclaiming my sexuality from rooftops before yesterday, but I was definitely out. And I don't want anyone else. You're my one and only."

"As are you." Kurt breathed out, and was rewarded with a stunning smile from Blaine.

"Aw, sweet dolphin kisses!" Brittany cooed from her position on Artie's lap. Kurt and Finn glanced at each other and simultaneously began laughing, and even Quinn, the Ice Queen cracked a pretty smile at the oblivious blonde. Blaine and Artie were confused, but shrugged it off, not caring in the least bit, so long as their respective mates' were happy.

"Come on, morning glee practice starts in five minutes, and I really want you to audition." Blaine said eagerly, intertwining his fingers with Kurt's long slender ones. Kurt laughed at his mate's obvious eagerness.

"You know, if I didn't know any better, I would say that you were part puppy!" Kurt said teasingly, laughing as Blaine pulled a face.

"Ugh, no. They're so irritating." Kurt laughed, shaking his head. Of course. The one boy he picked to love hated puppies. At least he didn't like Katy Perry, or hate on Lady Gaga. Then Kurt would seriously have to reconsider this whole mating business.

"You do realize you don't even know if we can sing, right? Or if we even enjoy singing?" Kurt pointed out, winking at his pack, silently telling them to remain quiet, so Kurt had the opportunity to pull the wool over Blaine's eyes. His boyfriend stopped in the middle of the hallway, realizing that Kurt was right in that regard.

"You're right." Blaine said, deadly serious, his eyes reflecting his unspoken apology. "I am so sorry Kurt, I didn't even realize. I'm not trying to pressure you into anything you don't want to do, any of you," He extended his gaze to the rest of the pack, all of whom remained tight lipped, save for Brittany who let out a tiny giggle. "I just thought that since Artie and I were in it, I should drag you into it. I didn't even consider what you wanted."

Deciding to put him out of his misery, Kurt placed a hand on Blaine's arm. "Blaine, relax. It's fine, we all love singing, and we all have stunning voices, if I do say so myself. I was just playing with you. I would love to try out for glee club. Of course it's optional for you guys." He added politely, in regards to the rest of the pack. He had to remember that even though he had found his mate, these guys were still his packmates, the people he had been with for years.

"Well I have to protect you little bro." Finn said, puffing out his chest in pride. Blaine arched an eyebrow. Did Finn seriously think he was incapable of that? Kurt simply rolled his eyes, but gave Blaine a look telling him to simply let Finn be. "So of course I'll join. I'm not as good of a singer as Kurt is though, fair warning."

"It's not like I have anything better to do." Quinn said frostily. "Though I'll probably join the Cheerios, so I'm not branded a complete loser." Kurt rolled his eyes once more. He understood Quinn, probably better than just about anyone, and he knew that she had gone through rough times. He had been there for her through all of them. But the whole Head Bitch thing was getting old. Kurt was itching to remind her that the first word was unnecessary, as he was the new Alpha's mate. Besides, he had been Alpha of the pack before Blaine had mated with him, an unusual status for an Alpha, but not unheard of.

"Can we dance?" Brittany asked seriously, and Blaine nodded. She immediately clapped her hands, and bounced up and down on Artie's lap, eliciting a grin from the paralyzed teen. Kurt made a mental note to ask him of that. They really needed to have a pack meeting soon. They did need to induct their newest members after all.

"So you're all joining glee club then?" Blaine asked, his tone hopeful and excited. It was obvious how much he wanted them to join, and even if he had despised singing, Kurt knew that he would have joined, just to please Blaine, and make him happy. It was kind of scary, not knowing the lengths he was willing to go to make his mate happy, but oddly liberating at the same time. Kurt would have to revisit the subject at a later time.

"Let's get going then." Kurt said happily, swinging his and Blaine's clasped hands slightly. The shorter male smiled and began leading the way. Within two minutes they had arrived, and Blaine led them into the choir room, the pack of four having no idea what to expect.

Somehow though, they hadn't imagined to find a short brunette arguing with their curly headed Spanish teacher, a blonde boy reading old comic books, a chocolate skinned girl texting away on a phone, and two couples making out, one containing a teen with a Mohawk and a scary looking brunette with glasses, the other two seemingly Asian teenagers.

Kurt's brow furrowed slightly. Somehow he had imagined a glee club to be a little different.

Suddenly, the brunette talking to the exasperated looking teacher caught sight of them, and pointed at them, shrieking loudly, "SPIES!"

Kurt winced at her high pitched tone. She probably had a very nice voice, but he didn't particularly appreciate it being tossed his way. He like his eardrums as they were, in perfect condition, and very useful for providing him with perfect pitch. It was a skill he valued, he would appreciate it if this girl did not ruin that for him.

"Rachel, they aren't spies!" Blaine cried, his tone obviously annoyed. He sighed and ran a hand through his curls. Kurt squeezed the hand entwined within his own reassuringly, and Blaine smiled at him. "This is Kurt, my mate."

Mr. Schue nodded. He had thought the boy looked familiar. So this was the young teenager who had instigated the biggest fight between the two Alphas the school had ever seen. If the fight over Kurt hadn't assured Blaine's position of top Alpha at McKinley High, he didn't know what would.

"And this is his stepbrother Finn, and his packmate Quinn. This is Brittany, Artie's mate, and another member of Kurt's pack. They're going to try out for glee club, and no, not to spy Rachel!" Blaine quickly cut off the loud mouthed teenager before she could even get the words to spill out of her mouth. She frowned and huffed, disliking the fact that she had been cut off so rudely.

"While I am pleased that you found yourself a mate Blaine-even though I would have been a far better choice," Kurt immediately bristled at this, and it was Blaine's turn to squeeze his hand reassuringly. "-that does not automatically mean they can sing. You need to realize that they will not be granted special privileges just because he's your mate."

Blaine let out a low growl, but surprisingly it was Quinn who came to their aid.

"Listen, I don't know who you are, other than a bossy obnoxious girl with a loud voice, but I know for a fact that we can all sing better than you, and just from looking at you, I know that Kurt could dress better than you if he were blind."

The Rachel girl gaped at Quinn, but the blonde ignored her. She smirked at Finn, Kurt and Brittany, and then walked over to the band, whispering something to them. Kurt smiled at Blaine, and left, pulling Brittany along with him.

Finn lumbered over by his stepbrother and the other two girls. Suddenly a tinkling melody began playing out, a familiar tune. Blaine smiled, recognizing the song from one of his favorite movies. And when Kurt opened his mouth, and began singing the opening strains of 'Pure Imagination' in his beautiful voice. Blaine had never heard Kurt sing before, and god, it was so melodious. Blaine literally felt like he was flying.

Quinn, Finn, and Brittany all had very nice voices as well, though Blaine was hardly listening to them. Brittany only sang one line, but from what he saw, she was an incredible dancer. Based on the way Artie was licking his lips, Blaine somehow doubted that Brittany would be showing up to their next class.

But his main focus was on Kurt. His voice was pure and melodic, and he looked simply beautiful, the black stripes on his shirt standing out in stark contrast with his porcelain skin. Blaine was almost positive that he fell in love with Kurt once more as he sang that song. It was stunning, and perfect, and Blaine once again was caught in wonder that Kurt had chosen him to be his mate.

As the song came to a close Mr. Schue and the rest of the glee club began clapping enthusiastically. Rachel huffed and crossed her arms, but no one acknowledged her. Everyone knew she was just jealous. Kurt clearly had a voice and range that could threaten her. And Blaine hoped to god that he did.

Blaine's best friend Mercedes, who was sitting next to him, nudged him in the ribs with her elbow. When he turned to look at her, she smiled, and whispered, "Boy, you are so in love with that boy. He had better treat you well, or I'mma have to cut a bitch."

Blaine smiled widely at his closest friend. "Don't worry Cedes. Between you and me, he's already got me fully whipped. He's an absolute angel, he would never treat me badly." Mercedes returned the smile, and said,

"Well in that case, I'll just have to hurt you if you make him cry." Blaine dropped his jaw in indignation, and Mercedes shrugged. "What? That boy is too damn pretty to hurt. If I even see so much as a tear on his face, boy, you had better look out."

Their conversation was cut short as a Latina girl came through the open door, hips swaying as she walked. Seeing the surplus people in the room, she did a double take. "What did I miss?" Santana Lopez asked, in her ordinary superior tone.

Her eyes then fell on Brittany, who was currently cuddling with Artie in his lap, and her eyes widened. Suddenly she was launching herself at the pair, and before anyone truly realized what had happened, her lips were fiercely attacking Brittany's. Surprisingly, Brittany appeared to be kissing back. The scene instantly caused an uproar in the choir room, Artie trying to pull Brittany back and Mr. Schue trying to tear them apart. Everyone knew Santana was a bitch, but they never would have thought she'd stoop so low as to try and steal someone else's mate. What had Artie ever done to her?

Blaine was disinterested in the scene, so he meandered towards Kurt, who was standing in the center of the room, looking torn over what to do. Wrapping his arm around his boyfriend's waist, Blaine reached up to rest his head on Kurt's shoulder.

"Hey, History starts in five minutes. We should leave now, and let them sort this out for themselves." Kurt bit his lip, obviously at a crossroads, trying to decide between helping his pack mate, as his leader instinct dictated, or the natural compliance he felt towards Blaine. Sensing his distress, Quinn turned towards him.

"Go ahead Kurt, we'll take care of Brittany." She said kindly, nodding towards Finn and herself. Blaine shot her a grateful look as Kurt nodded. He grabbed his hand and smiled at Blaine, pecking his lips.

"Come on then. Let's go and learn about Lima Ohio."