A/N: Hey guys! So this is our 'we are so very sorry, let us grovel at your feet until you forgive us' authors note. Life has been kind of a whirlwind at the moment, with one of us back at school and not at 100% health and the other starting a new job, so everything's been a little hectic in our real life. But we've finally completed all of this and hope you really enjoy it! Once again, apologies! Thank you for the lovely reviews we've been getting, and for sticking with us for this long! We'll try and get chapter 9 out as soon as possible!
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Kurt woke up on the morning of the full moon inexplicably joyful. He looked down at his sleeping mate when he felt a hand clutching his shirt and couldn't stop the grin forming on his face when he saw that Blaine was twitching and shuffling lightly in his sleep. His legs were making little abandon movements and his hand was practically pawing at Kurt's shirt. If Blaine had a tail right now, it would definitely be wagging.
When Kurt went to wake Blaine up, he just mumbled something before burying his head against Kurt's chest. His legs made a few more jerking movements before settling down again, the smile on Kurt's face couldn't grow any larger at this point.
Kurt hadn't been this happy in a long time. Well, actually, Kurt hadn't been this happy ever. And while it could be explained away by Kurt's newfound safety or freedom from harassment he knew damn well that the gorgeous boy who had finally curled up behind him was completely responsible.
Or maybe it was the cute little breathing noises said boy was making in his ear or the way Kurt fit so well, so completely, in the the boy's arms that he swore he could lay like this for years.
Yeah, it probably had something to do with that.
Kurt held out another ten minutes before he became altogether too restless despite Blaine's warmth in comparison to the crisp winter air. He flipped over to face Blaine, who just made sort-of a snuffling sound. Blaine didn't even manage to crack an eye open before he was nestled back into sleep.
Kurt smiled again. He couldn't help but place a small peck to the barely-there stubble on Blaine's cheek. And then another to his forehead. And another to the corner of his eye. And another to the tip of his nose. When Kurt started to pull back, Blaine whined and chased after him with his lips, eyes still closed. Kurt giggled and finally gave in, giving Blaine a kiss on the lips and Blaine finally blinked his eyes open.
"Hey there," Blaine whispered, voice still a little hoarse from sleep.
"Good morning," Kurt chirped happily.
Blaine snorted and rolled to to a sitting position, "Well someone's chipper this morning," although he was already starting to catch up with Kurt's energy.
"Yep!" Kurt grinned from where he had laid down again. Kurt was about to nudge him with his foot to see if he was still functioning when suddenly Blaine had twisted to lie on top of him, licking a wet stripe up his neck, "Oh god, Blaine, that's gross, stop it." Blaine just chuckled placing more wet kisses on his neck moving up to Kurt's cheek, where he placed a loud smacking kiss. Kurt was squirming trying to get away, "You need to not do that, god Blaine, I can feel your saliva."
Blaine just grinned before bending down and slotting their lips together in a slow kiss, "Mmm, I'm sorry, you just look so scrumptious." Blaine flicked his tongue out to deepen the kiss, he nibbled at Kurt's lips until he opened them allowing Blaine's tongue to lick inside his mouth. He couldn't stop the small groan at the taste of his mate so close to the full moon. He rolled on top of Kurt and moved a hand up Kurt's shirt to rest of his rib cage.
Blaine's brain caught up with his labido at least a little bit at this point so he pulled back a bit and licked a long stripe up the other side of Kurt's neck, and it had the desired effect. "Blaine." Kurt whined wiping at his neck, "You totally ruined the mood." Blaine hid his grin by placing small nipping kisses along Kurt's jaw and neck, soon he had Kurt bearing his neck for him to do what he wanted. He felt more than heard the hum of satisfaction from the wolf.
Kurt groaned when Blaine nipped particularly hard at the join between the neck and shoulder. He glanced up to see Kurt's eyes closed, head tilted back in pleasure. Blaine couldn't help himself from lightly sucking over the bite, turning it into a small hickey. He was about to move back up to Kurt's mouth when he heard steps coming upstairs to Kurt's room. Kurt sent him a confused look when he stopped and rolled off suddenly, but his confusion was answered when he heard his dad's voice through their door.
"Do I need to invest in a dog whistle?" Burt called from down the hallway. Blaine chuckled along with Burt and Kurt rolled his eyes. "Those jokes are not, and will never be funny, Dad!"
"Yeah, yeah. Just make sure you an' Spike get yourselves downstairs before the hashbrowns and eggs get cold."
Blaine, predictably, hopped right out of bed at the mention of food. Kurt rolled his eyes and started crawling out of bed.
He apparently wasn't going fast enough for Blaine, whose patience was almost directly correlated with his food intake, because before Kurt knew it he was in Blaine's arms and halfway down the stairs.
"Blaine! You doofus! You have to stop doing this!" Kurt complained, making a show of struggling in Blaine's arms, but he was laughing and more wiggling closer to Blaine than away.
Blaine chuckled, "Would you like me to put you down, sweetheart?" He said, smirking down at Kurt.
"Why, yes. Yes I wou-"
Blaine dumped Kurt onto the couch as they were walking past and continued into the kitchen without so much as a twitch in Kurt's direction.
"Blaine!" Kurt yelled after him, "Oh my god! You are so dead." His threat was made significantly less effective by all his giggling.
He leapt off the couch and ran into the kitchen after Blaine, only to find the kitchen empty except for an exasperated Burt sipping coffee. Kurt whipped his head back and forth, looking like a cartoon character much to Burt's amusement.
And apparently Blaine's as well. "Hey Kurt!" Blaine chirped right behind him. He laughed at Kurt's squeak before taking off in the opposite direction.
Kurt took off after him and the chase was on.
Kurt and Blaine made it to the Anderson's by 11:00 that morning, no thanks to Blaine, who was now pouting in the passenger seat nursing both a bruised elbow and ego from running right into a very sleepy Finn during Kurt's chase.
The evidence that the full moon was near was obvious from the moment they pulled up. The front yard was chaos.
David was wrestling both the twins at once. Kurt couldn't tell who was winning, Alex kept jumping up onto David whilst Teddy tackled his legs, which would only send all three into the snow.
Sebastian, Jace, and Amy were all engaged in an epic snowball fight. Well, actually Jace was just looking for his glasses.
It looked like Jeff and Nick had been wrestling at some point but had given up and were now just making out.
Brenna and Jessica were making snow angels off to the side, although they kept having to re-do them as Wes was occupying himself by turning their angels into "snow-werewolves."
And little Lizzie was just... running around in circles and screaming with delight.
"Okay," Blaine interrupted Kurt's slack-jawed staring, "so, yeah, the pack goes a little bit insane around the full moon."
Kurt shook his head in amusement, "Ya think?" Blaine took his hand and they walked into the pandemonium.
Almost five hours later Blaine finally called everyone to a stop, or at least a slightly less motion-filled state than they were in previously. Jeff's leg was still twitching almost unconsciously, forcing the hand that Nick had on it to move as well. It was a domino effect, every wolf was moving in tiny increments due to the one next to them. Kurt didn't think it was possible for any of them to be completely still at this point in the day.
They trudged inside, soaking wet and breathless, but still somehow all full of energy. Kurt and Jace were, predictably, the only ones shivering from the cold.
"Alright! Everyone upstairs, you need to be changed and presentable for dinner in an hour. Alex, Teddy, you have half an hour, you are on dish-duty for that paint-snowball stunt."
Everyone sprinted, frolicked, or jumped up the stairs and headed off to their own bedrooms. Blaine pulled Kurt into his room and then into his arms. "Aw, baby, you are so cold," Blaine cuddled close to Kurt trying to pass some of his unwavering heat onto his boyfriend.
"Yeah, t-tackling me into the snow probably wasn't the best idea for keeping me warm, honey," Kurt rolled his eyes. "I'll b-be fine th-though," Kurt shivered, "I'll just need a heavier c-coat for tonight."
Blaine looked at him with sympathetic eyes, he pecked him on the cheek- his warm lips felt strange on Kurt's cold-numbed face- and sent him off to the bathroom with his overnight bag to change.
Blaine was half-way through changing out of his sopping wet clothes when the door slammed and the Heirs waltzed inside.
"Really? You guys don't knock?" Blaine asked wryly as he pulled a sweatshirt over his head.
"Nope," a clean-clothed Wes flopped down onto Blaine's bed. He started making popping noises with his lips.
Blaine sighed and settled down next to Nick and Jeff on the couch.
"So, Blainers," Seb started from the floor, "How's your dick?" he asked conversationally.
David guffawed from his place on the bed beside Wes. They all stared at Blaine, smirking.
"What?"
"I think Man-ho over there is trying to get you to talk about your sex life, particularly the last few days of it," Jeff looked like he wanted to be disdainful, but couldn't bring himself to be.
"You better fess up, man. We'll just ask Kurt in five minutes if you don't," Nick said, nodding to the bathroom.
Crap. Blaine had forgotten that the Heirs didn't know about Kurt's attack yet.
"Guys," Blaine began hesitantly, but the bathroom door opened and Kurt walked into the room. It said a lot about how much time he'd been spending around the pack that Kurt wasn't even phased by the five extra werewolves lounging around the room.
"Hey Kurt! Maybe you'll tell us the dirty deets about your guys' little sleepover for the last two nights," Wes prompted with a grin.
Kurt rolled his, "Okay Wes," he offered. Wes' face lit up, "But only if you give me all the 'dirty deets' about David and you. I heard you flee to his room during thunderstorms." Kurt smirked while Blaine, Nick, and Jeff barked out laughter. Even David didn't look that far away from a chuckle.
Blaine pulled Kurt down onto his lap, still smiling from ear to ear. Kurt was still cold despite the dry clothes and Blaine hugged him closer.
Kurt moved back slightly to look at Blaine, silent but somehow still communicative. He obviously had the same concern right now as Blaine, that they hadn't told their coven about Kurt's attack or his impending transfer. Their last few nights definitely weren't as sexy as the guys seemed to think on account of Kurt's sobbing and Blaine's rage.
Blaine looked up into Kurt's questioning eyes. The sparking blue orbs scoured his alpha for guidance as well as his mate for support. And they still had room for some fear there.
Blaine nodded and Kurt moved off his lap to sit between him and Nick.
"Guys," Blaine began again as he reached his arm behind and around Kurt, "Something went down on Friday that you should know about. I really want to get this over with so I need you all to stay quiet." It wasn't a forceful order, but it was an effective one nonetheless, even Wes stayed silent and serious.
Kurt nestled his head in the crook of Blaine's neck and looked around at all of them, all staring at him with varying shades of concern, sympathy, and anger already painted across their faces. And respect, Kurt realized latently. They all had an underlying respect in their intent stare. Their stare. Every one of these guys was solely and completely focused on him right now, on his life, his problems, his pain. Suddenly, Kurt really got what it meant to be pack.
The realization made him a little more teary-eyed than he was willing to admit. He sniffed and Blaine pulled him closer.
"Right before I got to McKinley on Friday, Kurt was assaulted by Karofsky," Blaine voice was muffled on the "right before" like he didn't want to think about the fact that he had been just a little too late.
The Heirs remained silent under Blaine's instructions but their faces communicated everything they wanted to say anyway. Wes looked even more serious than he did before, David looked like he was trying to convince himself that he had heard wrong. Nick, of course, was angry, and Jeff looked like he wanted to cry, in anger or sadness, Blaine didn't know.
And then there was Sebastian, slouched on the floor without a trace of his usual I'm-better-than-you-and-you-know-it smirk. He looked guilty, Blaine recognized the look easily. It was the one Sebastian wore every time Jace mentioned their parents. Every time Jace said something like 'One time, my Dad, Seb, and I...'
"Seb..." Blaine couldn't have him thinking that this was somehow his fault.
"I- No, Just- just finish everything you were going to tell us, okay? You said you wanted to get this over with," Sebastian said.
Blaine nodded, slowly lifting his eyes from Sebastian's slumped form.
"We've already talked to Kurt's Dad and we've told the Principal. They didn't do a- Karofsky wasn't expelled. Kurt's not safe at Mckinley anymore, so he's transferring," Blaine said with finality.
They sat in tense silence until they were sure Blaine was finished.
Jeff looked timidly at his alpha and beta, "You said 'assaulted,' what exactly do you...?" He trailed off, looking intently over Kurt, he was checking for bruises or cuts, Kurt realized.
"He kissed me," Kurt spoke for the first time. His voice was strong.
At this all the faces changed completely and simultaneously into vicious anger. Nick had even jumped up, moving away from Kurt's fragile body and starting his breathing exercises.
"What?!" David and Wes said in unison.
Jeff's eyes started to water, he had a murderous expression on his face though.
"Why am I not surprised? Why am I not even surprised?" It was Sebastian. "Blaine, Kurt, I'm so sorry. I should ha-"
Kurt cut him off, "No Seb. Don't do this. Don't do the what if game, I can already see you blaming yourself. You tried to get me to tell Blaine, my Dad, anyone. It's not your fault. Don't."
Kurt stood up, seeming to take control of the situation. His own arms wrapped around himself protectively only marred the image of strong leader minutely. "It's no ones fault. Not mine, not Blaine's, not Sebastian's, none of you are at fault. We can't even put the full blame on Karofsky," Kurt admitted. "I'll be at Dalton now and I really just want to forget about it. It's not worth remembering."
"Blaine..." Sebastian was still distressed.
"Seb," Blaine came to crouch in front of him but couldn't think of anything to say. Blaine offered Seb a hand to pull him to his feet and into a hug. Seb looked better, but still guilty.
Wes walked over closer to Seb and Blaine, cocking head and seeming to think about something before he yelled "PUPPY PILE!" and leapt on top of them.
Nick followed soon after, then Jeff, and finally David. Kurt eyed them all like they were insane, which they were, Blaine conceded, and walked a bit closer.
"None of you idiots better have hurt my ma-"
He stumbled off balance and into the pile as Blaine's hand reached out from somewhere within the pile to grab his ankle at the same time David pulled on his wrist.
"You're one of the wolves now, Kurt, deal with it."
Kurt and Blaine were the first ones outside and in the woods behind the Anderson's house ( well technically it was behind their pool, hot tubs, bonfire pit, and gorgeous lawn). They lounged on a patch of ground that they had cleared of snow- yeah, Blaine was surprised Kurt agreed to this too, but then again, he was wearing Blaine's pants. Blaine leaned back against a tree and Kurt leaned against Blaine's chest. Blaine held Kurt close, trying to keep him as warm as possible, but that wasn't going to be a problem, Kurt was wrapped up tight in so many coats, hats, and mittens that he was having trouble moving.
"Hey," Blaine hooked his chin over Kurt's shoulder, "You're okay, right? After telling the guys? You're okay with it?"
"Yeah, I'm okay. I mean, they're pack. They had to know," Kurt didn't meet Blaine's eyes though.
In a flash Kurt was facing Blaine, his knees on either side of Blaine's hips and his feet tucked under him. Blaine's hands came up to frame his face, "Hey, you need to tell me if something is bothering you."
Kurt hesitated, weighing his options, "I... I just- don't want them to think I'm just this weak little crying, emotional human thing. Blaine, did you see how they looked at me before we told them? They- they care about me, they respect me." Once the words started coming Kurt couldn't stop, "I love being a part of the pack, I mean, just saying that sentence made me happy. I love that Lizzie already feels like my own little sister, I love that the twins are the annoying little brats I never knew I wanted," Blaine chuckled at that one, "I love that the Heirs treat me like- like one of the guys. And not even as an afterthought, not like 'Oh, if we don't include Kurt in this he might get offended.'" Kurt looked down now, toying with the hem on Blaine's sleeve. "I feel like I'm wanted, valued. I just-I-I" Kurt stumbled a bit more at this part, "I want to be strong a-and as useful as you, I don't want to be seen as a hindrance, or someone to be put up with or- or..." Kurt trailed off as he ran out of words for his rant. By the end, a lone tear had made its way down his face.
Blaine nudged one of Kurt's shoulders, letting him turn himself around this time. Kurt cuddled back into Blaine and Blaine crossed his arms over Kurt's chest, his right hand on Kurt's left shoulder and vice versa. "Of course they respect you, Kurt. Of course they want you around because you are strong, you are useful. You lasted so long in that torture-chamber of a school just for your family, your friends. How can anyone say that you're not strong? The twins listen to you," Kurt raised a wavering eyebrow at that, "Well they listen like twenty-five percent of the time, which is really all you can ask for with them. You also tend to take Seb down a few notches, which is only ever a good thing, trust me," Kurt giggled. "And seriously, I've never seen Jace open up to someone as quickly as he did with you. You did that Kurt. You. You make the pack better, stronger."
Kurt turned his head to smile weakly back at Blaine and swipe a small peck across his warm cheek, but then turned back around and remained silent.
Blaine leaned back and started drawing little patterns on Kurt's back through his many coats.
Kurt finally broke the silence, "It's just weird. I mean, I'm supposed to be a leader to the pack, at least to the Heirs and Descendants. And I do feel like a leader, which might be even weirder considering we all know that even Lizzie could kick my ass if she wanted to," Kurt tried to make it sound like a joke but sadness still leaked through into his voice.
"Kurt, you can't start feeling bad about yourself just because you don't have super-human powers," Blaine said seriously.
Kurt burst into giggles at that, "Blaine, honey, I wouldn't exactly call you 'super-human,' you're not a superhero, sweetheart," Kurt giggled some more and patted Blaine's arm that was wrapped around him.
"What! I could totally be a superhero! I could practically be Thor! And I have all the powers Captain America has and then some!"
"Oh please, Blaine. Thor is a demigod. You are not that fast or strong. Get re- GAH!"
Kurt suddenly found himself pressed up against the tree they had been lounging against.
Blaine waggled his eyebrows, "What were you saying, babe?"
"Oh my god, do you even realize how cliche this is?" Kurt rolled his eyes and tried to extract himself from between Blaine and the tree but Blaine smiled like he was about to burst out laughing and shook his head. "I don't think so, not until you admit- damn it!"
Kurt glanced back at Blaine as he was running and giggled at the stunned look on his face. He started sprinting when Blaine's grinned and started jogging in Kurt's direction.
"I don't know what you are thinking, Kurt. This will not end well for you," Blaine sing-songed. Kurt had stopped running and was hiding behind a tree fifty yards to Blaine's left. Blaine could tell that he was trying to be as quiet as possible, but he might as well have been hitting pots and pans together in the silence of the woods.
Blaine smirked and started an absolutely silent loop around to Kurt. When he reached him, Kurt was peering around his hiding spot, trying to see if Blaine was anywhere near him. Blaine smirked and in a flash Kurt was on the ground, or rather on top of Blaine, who was on the ground.
"OH MY GOD! Don't do that! Jesus christ, how do you even do that?" The annoyance in Kurt's voice was marred by his breathlessness.
"Super-powers, baby," Blaine said cockily, he leaned up to kiss Kurt firmly on the lips.
Kurt kissed him back for a second before moving his face to Blaine's neck, burying his cold nose in Blaine's warmth. "Not Thor," Kurt muttered.
"Did we not just establ-"
Kurt looked up, "I said no to Thor. You can be Captain America if you little heart desires, though," Kurt tapped Blaine's nose with his mittened hand.
"And why's that?" Blaine asked flirtily, "What do you have against Thor?"
"Well for starters, he's blonde and I much prefer brunettes," Kurt said matter-of-factly.
"Mmm, good point," Blaine murmured as he pecked Kurt on the lips again.
"Not to mention the cape, it looks ridiculous. Plus it obstructs my view," Kurt continued and his eyes flicked down to Blaine's ass for a second before Blaine pulled him into a kiss so heated, that Kurt was sure the snow was melting around them.
"Obstruct his view of what?"
"I don't know, but I don't think either of them can see very well with their faces stuck together like that," Teddy answered his twin.
The couple, who had jumped apart with similar screeching noises when Alex had first spoken glared up at the twins.
"You two need to learn a little something about privacy," Blaine sat up.
"Hey! We were sent out here to wait for the moon!" Teddy said too innocently. "We had absolutely no idea you guys would be needing a private moment," Alex grinned.
"Let me guess," Kurt took Blaine's hand so Blaine could pull him up, "Wes and David sent you out here, didn't they?"
"I can neither confirm nor deny that accusation, dear Kurtsie," came Wes' voice.
"We were just trying to step up and fulfill our authoritative duties as Seconds since our Alpha and Beta seemed woefully absent," David added as he came through the trees after Wes.
They both slapped Teddy and Alex high fives and the twins ran in back the way they came.
"Jeez Blaine, how can you hear me breathing half a football field away, but you don't pick up on two eight year olds bounding towards us?" Kurt complained.
"I think it's safe to say that Blaine might have been slightly distracted, Kurt," David smirked.
"Yeah, he was too busy focusing on dat ass," Wes nodded solemnly.
Blaine grumbled and Kurt tried to roll his eyes but was interrupted by another shiver.
Blaine came to wrap his arms his mate from behind, warm body pressing against Kurt's freezing one, ice and snow now clinging to his clothes. Kurt melted back into the hug.
"Where'd the twins run off to? Where's the rest of the pack? Aren't they coming out soon?" Kurt asked curiously.
"Well we actually separate out for the shift, the Elders and Descendants stick together and we go off on our own," David explained, "it's more fun for us that way," David grinned evilly.
"More fun for you," Kurt muttered, "I was planning on talking to Jace for the night. What am I supposed to do while you guys are running around?" Kurt pouted at Blaine.
"Oh don't worry, babe. We don't do much running, we like to fight instead. Well, I fight, The others just get their ass kicked," Blaine leaned cheek against Kurt's, subtly trying to warm him up that was as well.
"Not true!" Sebastian was suddenly right beside the two of them. Kurt jumped, but Blaine was able to keep his focus this time. "I totally took you down two full moons ago!"
"Correction, you, Jeff, and Wes took me down together, that doesn't count."
Kurt sighed and started clearing a space to sit for the night while the wolves bickered.
"Hey Kurt!"
"Sup man?"
"Jesus christ, everyone needs to stop doing that," Kurt clutched a hand over his heart. He looked back and forth at Jeff and Nick sitting on either side of him."You know, I have a family history of heart conditions. You guys could give me a heart attack!"
Nick patted his arm. "You'll get used to it, for now it's just too fun for us to pass up."
Jeff nodded, "Werewolves tend to have poor impulse control."
"I've noticed," Kurt muttered, glancing up at Blaine, who had Wes in a headlock.
Nick and Jeff laughed, Kurt noticed that they had almost exactly the same laugh. They really were adorable together, he smiled.
Jeff put an arm around him and Kurt leaned lightly against his side, "You're okay, right?" Jeff checked. Nick moved so that he was sitting in front of Kurt, "After what Karofsky did? After everything that happened at your school? Well, your old school now I guess."
Kurt gave the couple a weak smile, "Yeah, I'll be fine," he sighed, "You guys don't need to worry about me."
This is exactly what Kurt was afraid of, that the pack would start to worry about him constantly, that he would just become the one everyone else had to look out for because he was so weak.
But then.
"I couldn't have done what you did," Jeff whispered and Nick nodded. "I... I get freaked out when a someone so much as gives Nick and I a strange look when we're out alone. I don't know anyone that could have lasted so long in that place, Kurt. I don't even think Blaine could have done it, to be honest."
"Seb might have been able to do it," Nick muttered, drawing a seemingly random pattern in the snow. Jeff smiled down at it.
Kurt wrapped an arm around Jeff and motioned for Nick to cuddle up to his other side, "Thank you guys. That really means a lot to me." They all squeezed each other in a tight group hug before Blaine started making his way over and Jeff and Nick hopped up.
Blaine plopped down beside Kurt, and Kurt immediately snuggled into his warmth. "Did you beat up Wes or did he make it out unscathed?" Kurt joked quietly.
"Naw, David and Seb ganged up on me, they cheat Kurt!" Blaine whined.
Kurt rolled his eyes, "I'll make sure to keep the wrestling matches fair once you guys wolf out, alright big baby?"
"Have I ever told you that you're perfect and I love you, because you are and I do," Blaine gushed.
"Yes, yes, I love you too," Kurt tried to wave off the compliment but his minute grin gave him away.
They were silent for a few moments, both looking around the dark forest.
"So when does this thing start anyway?" Kurt asked.
"When are we going to shift, you mean?" Blaine clarified, Kurt nodded. "Well, maybe you haven't noticed babe, but it already has started," Blaine directed Kurt's gaze to the left with a nod.
Sure enough, five gigantic wolves were getting to their feet, shaking off dead leaves and stretching their newly changed muscles.
"How the hell did I not notice that?" Kurt said, dumbfounded.
Blaine chuckled, "It's not as dramatic as you might think," Blaine informed as he stood up and back a few paces away from Kurt, "it's actually pretty quick."
And without further ado, Blaine shifted.
It was lightening fast. There was no slow-growing fangs or shirt-tearing. Instead, it was like he blinked and a giant, rather fluffy wolf replaced his boyfriend. He supposed that he should have been freaked out or scared or something, the prey-tearing canines, the bear-sized muscles rolling even as Blaine was stationary, clearly this was a creature designed to hunt, trap, kill.
But Blaine just looked so adorable with his tongue lolling out of his mouth and his tail wagging excitedly, waiting for Kurt's reaction. Before Kurt could respond,though, Blaine was knocked sideways by a lean, coffee-coloured wolf with a cocky smirk etched permanently into his expression.
And suddenly Kurt found himself in the middle of a werewolf tussle, and not involuntarily either. Nope, Kurt had leapt to his mate's defence when a giant wolf had seemingly attacked him.
In a second, the fighting stopped and Blaine stood guard, hackles raised, against Sebastian.
Who it turned out was not in the least bit intimidated. He rolled his eyes, though admittedly he did back away. Even Sebastian's instincts, while not as strong as a mate's, told him to keep the more physically fragile members of the pack safe.
As soon as human reason had time to catch up with wolfish instincts the tension had evaporated. Blaine looked back at Kurt with a knowing grin and Kurt glared self-consciously.
"Shut up," Kurt pouted, "If you weren't such a sucky werewo- AH"
Kurt's tripped backwards onto his ass when Blaine sprang right at him. Kurt's back hit the soft snow as Blaine's pillow-sized paws bracketed him. Smugness shone through the wolf's golden eyes.
Kurt crossed his arms, "Really Blaine? Again? You know, you can't just pin me to a random surface every time I give you some constructive criticism. We need to communicate. Well, not right now, obviously, because you can't talk, but you know what- EW! BLAINE!"
Kurt haphazardly wiped a gloved hand over his face where Blaine had licked him from his chin to his temple in an attempt to close his mouth. Kurt's obligatory bitch face was tainted with tiny giggles. The giggles soon grew less controllable and he tried to stifle them in the warm fur of Blaine's leg, and when his face touched the soft hair he couldn't help but nuzzle just the teensiest bit.
Blaine lay down so that his torso curved around his mate and Kurt instinctively cuddled into him, cushioning his head on one of Blaine's paws. When he was enveloped in his mate's comfortable affection Kurt could almost forget that anything existed outside of this moment.
The rest of the night passed with Kurt and Blaine snuggled up and watching the others play. There seemed to be some sort of wrestling tournament going on but honestly it was just more of a puppy pile. Occasionally one of the wolves would wander over to Kurt and Blaine to try to pull the latter into their antics but Kurt's vicious glare was enough to scare the beasts away from his pillow-heater-boyfriend combo.
Kurt started to drift into sleep about halfway through the night. He tried to shake himself awake a couple times and then attempted to sit up but Blaine shook his furry head once and then used his nose to nudge Kurt back down. Kurt smiled and reached up to push gently to his side so that Kurt could lie for fully across his tummy.
"This should be weird, shouldn't it?" Kurt barely murmured tiredly into the soft hair covering Blaine's neck. "I mean, technically you're naked right now." Suddenly Kurt remembered the rest of the Heirs as the forest around them filled with short, giggling howls and Kurt's cheeks, already rosy from the cold- grew darker.
"I hate all of you," Kurt stated matter-of-factly but in no direction in particular.
As soon as pale night absorbed the amusement, quiet blanketed the forest. Blaine snuggled into the snow and tucked his head around Kurt's body before he allowed himself to succumb warmth of slumber.
The first few days of winter break passed slowly and lazily. The days were all much of the same: waking up late, snuggled together (although the morning after the full moon was a little bit different. Instead of waking up against each other, they woke up with the entire Heir coven between them. Apparently the urge to cuddle his alpha and beta at the same time was just too much for Wes to resist and the rest joined in 'for kicks.'). Then singing, eating, wrestling, lounging, and running, dancing, and baking with the pack for most of the day. Obviously, all free moments were spent plastered together, making out was second only to eating (for Blaine) and sleeping (for Kurt) in their relationship.
They mainly stayed with the pack but had made the effort to spend a couple of nights at the Hudmel's. Blaine was enjoying sleeping in on Wednesday when he felt his mate trying to wake him. He grunted in acknowledgement and tried to pull Kurt back into bed.
"Hey hon, I'm going to go out today," Kurt told him, trying to pry his arm from Blaine's grip, "I have to get our outfits for the Winter Ball, I've had them put some things aside, but I have to go in and check them out." Blaine mumbled something incoherently and turned over trying to block out his mates voice, "I'm going with Mercedes, and I'll probably just stay at dad's tonight, so I'll see you tomorrow?" Kurt prodded Blaine trying to get a response.
"I'll come down to Lima tonight as well, text me when you get home and I'll come over around then. Now can you please leave, not all of us get up at some ungodly hour every day." Blaine pulled the blanket over his head.
"Love you too, hon." Kurt sarcastically remarked whacking Blaine upside his head. Blaine just grumbled and settled back into bed, sleeping for another few hours until he was once again woken up by someone shaking him.
"Why will no one leave me alone today? I just want to sleep." Blaine whined batting the hands away from him.
"Come on lazy, if you didn't realise Kurt's out for the day, which means we can go visit that asshole like planned?" Sebastian pulled the blankets off of Blaine, "So hurry up, it's already 10am, and I expect you to get me lunch afterwards."
Blaine glared, "Fine, give me 10 minutes to shower and change. And lunch is on you for taking my blankets away." Blaine pouted as he wrapped his cocoon of blankets back around him and wandered to his bathroom.
"You do realise what's mine is yours, so you are still paying for lunch, just in a more roundabout way!" Sebastian shouted after him, laughing when he saw Blaine flip him off. Ten minutes later and Blaine was still grumbling shoving toast in his mouth before walking outside to the garage expecting Seb to follow.
He swallowed a large chunk of toast and if Seb hadn't seen it many times before he'd actually be disgusted by Blaine's eating habits, "What's the plan, boss?" Seb asked jumping in the car with Blaine.
"We're going to have a little chat with Karofsky, make sure he knows not to ever come near Kurt again."
"I thought Kurt wanted us to leave this alone?" Seb asked curiously, watching his alpha's hands tighten around the steering wheel.
"What Kurt doesn't know, won't hurt him, I'm not about to let that asshole get away with no consequences, and if he gets a few bruises from a rough training session, who's to be the wiser?" Blaine smirked, it might be easy enough for Kurt's family to walk away from Karofsky, but Blaine had just been waiting until the ideal time to confront him.
Seb nodded, it was just as vital to him as pack to go after this bastard, he'd wanted blood since the moment he saw Karofsky shove Kurt into the lockers, "Are we going to his house or what?"
"There's holiday weight-lifting on at the school, Finn goes there and it ends about midday. Did you really think you could've gotten me out of bed if I didn't have a plan?" Blaine rolled his eyes in a very Kurt-like way.
Sebastian smothered the snort that nearly came out at such a Kurt like gesture, "So we're going to corner him at the school parking lot?"
"That's the plan thus far, Finn's already gonna make sure most of the team are gone by the time we get there, and then we just wait until he's alone." Blaine was growling by the end of it, his wolf's thirst for revenge was indescribable.
Once they pulled up to the school they were happy to see that nearly everyone was gone, all that was left was one meaty black guy and Karofsky, and it wasn't long before the black guy left, leaving Karofsky on his own. In a matter of seconds Blaine and Sebastian were in front of him, Sebastian with a restraining hand on Blaine's arm.
"What do you two faggots want? I already got rid of Kurt, not much you can do now." Karofsky smirked, Blaine growled and pinned Karofsky against his car door completely ignoring Seb's attempts to pull him back.
"You didn't get rid of Kurt, he chose to leave, because you are a little self-hating prick." Sebastian said from behind Blaine.
"Oh yeah? Is that why he went running like a little girl when things got a litt-" Blaine couldn't help himself as he punched Karofsky in the face.
"He didn't run." Blaine growled out, "He left because you kissed him, and there is nothing that disgusts him more." Blaine moved his hand until it was wrapped around his throat, Blaine's wolf was snarling at him to just take this pathetic humans life. A life that meant nothing to everyone surrounding him. Sebastian placed a comforting hand on his back, to remind him that this was to threaten not to kill. Blaine could hear Karofsky's heartbeat quicken, he could practically smell the fear that surrounded him.
"What the hell do you want?" Karofsky mumbled out trying to get away from them, only to have Blaine's hand tighten around his neck.
"You are to never touch, talk or even look at Kurt again," Blaine snarled letting his hand tighten for a moment, allowing his claws to grow and pinch his neck. "I'll know if you have, so stay the fuck away from him or you'll be hearing from us again."
Blaine pulled his hand away and Sebastian stepped forward and sucker punched him in the gut, "That's for hurting Kurt," Seb pulled away and kneed him in the groin, "And that's for kissing him." They both swiftly walked away leaving Karofsky groaning on the ground.
"Yeah you two faggots should walk away, scared that I'm going to beat you up." Karofsky shouted after them, coughing a little, but standing up.
Blaine was in front of him in a second, arm pushed up against his throat pinning him to the car again. "You think you're so manly, when really you're being beaten up by a couple of fags." Blaine growled before pulling back and slamming Karofsky's head against the car, "If you so much as think about Kurt, you won't be walking away next time." Blaine hissed in his ear, before slamming Karofsky's head against his car again, just for good measure.
Blaine quickly drove off, knuckles white gripping the steering wheel, trying to convince himself not to go back, even though the wolf in him was growling for retribution, that man had harmed his mate without any remorse. He deserved death. When they were far enough away from the school Blaine pulled over to a diner, and gestured for Seb to get out as well.
"Thanks for back there," Blaine mumbled walking into the diner and taking a seat in the back, "Don't think I could have controlled myself without you there."
"No problem, Boss," Sebastian grinned pulling Blaine into a quick hug across the table, "He was a grade-A asshole, I can understand the lack of control."
Blaine flashed him a small smile before the waitress came over and took their orders, "So, now that that's taken care of I should find out what Kurt's up to. I'm pretty sure he's buying my outfit for Friday night, and I'm not sure I will like what he buys." Blaine scrunched up his nose, it's not that he didn't like what Kurt wore.. as long as Kurt was wearing it.
Sebastian snorted, "Oh yeah, have fun with that, I'm so glad I don't have someone else dressing me. I'm just going to find my cleanest suit, and that will be that." Blaine glared at his pack mate wanting to punch him for being able to wear whatever he wanted.
"I hate you, and I'm sure I'll look better than you, no matter what I end up in."
Sebastian just raised an eyebrow and gestured to his body, "Let's be real Blainers, you're never going to be hotter than this." Blaine barked out a laugh shaking his head.
"Who's the one with the hot boyfriend? I think that's me." Blaine pointed out grinning cockily.
"Yeah, but who's had more hot guys in their bed?"
"Okay if this is a contest on who's had sex with more men, you're gonna win, I'm not even going to try and beat you there buddy." Just as he said that the waitress delivered their food and looked at them kind of weirdly, as soon as she left Blaine snorted, "Well that was awkward, you'd think overhearing about all the sex you get wouldn't make her feel weird."
"She was just confused as to why I was limiting myself to just the male species, I mean it's a tragedy that I can't help both sexes." Blaine punched him in the shoulder, "Watch the goods, this body could save the world." Blaine laughed and just ignored the last comment digging into his burger.
It was all of about 3 minutes later and Seb and Blaine had polished off both of their burgers, and just as they both ordered some dessert Blaine's phone rang. Seeing it was Kurt calling he answer straight away, "Hey babe," Blaine said and then realised Sebastian was trying to steal some of his chips, "Oi fuck off, they're my chips." Blaine kept batting his hands away glaring before shifting as far away from Seb as possible and putting his plate on the side of the booth he was sitting.
"I'm not eating your chips?" Kurt asked confused through the phone.
"Of course you weren't freaking Sebastian thinks he's so cute with his chip-stealing ways. Your body won't save the world if you get fat." Blaine shot at Seb when he tried to steal Blaine's plate back.
Sebastian gasped mock-offended, "I would never get fat, it's against the law of physics for me to get fat."
Kurt snorted through the phone, "You two about done?" Blaine shoved all his fries in his mouth and grunted out an affirmative whilst Sebastian made gagging noises.
"You are so glad Kurt wasn't here to see that display of attractiveness." Sebastian eyed him with disgust.
"Sorry babe, go on, Seb has been defeated." Blaine said pushing Sebastian away as he tried to get close enough to hear the conversation.
"So you shoved all the fries in your mouth then?" Kurt asked.
"Yep." Blaine grinned shoving Seb until he was just sitting next to Blaine as opposed to half on top of him.
"Well I was just calling to say that I'm home and that you two should get here, I have both of your suits waiting, I've already given the other boys theirs."
Sebastian groaned, "Kurt I didn't want a new suit, I have a perfectly functioning one at home."
"Well if I have to, I will ruin them so you'll wear what I bought, and I don't recommend doing that. I mean it would physically pain me to destroy a Dior suit, but I would." Kurt snarked back.
"We'll be home in like an hour." Blaine answered pushing Seb off of him so they could go to the car, "I'll see you in a bit, love you."
"Love you too, tell Seb that he's going to love the suit, I contemplated getting it in purple, but I stuck with the black."
"You should've gotten the purple, would have made his eyes pop," Blaine laughed, trying to keep his mate on the phone for a bit longer, his voice soothing after such an emotional day.
"Mmmhm, I would've needed your help to get him into it."
"True, okay, I have to go, no way in hell am I letting Seb drive my car." Blaine said goodbye hanging up the phone and jumped in the drivers seat.
"Time to get home to your love?" Sebastian asked mockingly.
"Oh, I just can't wait till you meet your mate, there's going to be so much retribution."
"Doubt it, no one can handle this bod more than once." Blaine just shook his head with a small smile, one day Seb would meet that guy, and it was going to be fun times for him and the pack.
Kurt and Blaine attempted to sleep in Thursday morning but it had snowed again Wednesday night so, inevitably, Jace wanted to go no matter how sweet Jace typically is, hell hath no fury like a Jason scorned.
Sebastian sent in his strongest troops- both Jace and Lizzie- to get the couple up at eight. He even made Blaine french toast to try to entice him out of bed. God, he was such a sucker for Jace's pouty face.
Jace came sprinting back down the stairs ten minutes after Sebastian had sent him and Lizzie up.
"Seb!" Jace came stumbling to a halt. His brother didn't even look away from the pan of french toast as he pushed Jace's glasses up his nose before they could clatter to the oak floors.
"What's up, buddy? Did you get Preppy and Snooty up?"
Jace snorted, his big brother always made him laugh.
"What was that, Seb?" Blaine came down the stairs holding a scream-giggling Lizzie upside down.
"Wait, I am supposed to be Preppy or Snooty? Because I swear to god if you disgrace any of my outfits with the simple word "preppy" I will-"
Sebastian snorted before he could finish, "Good morning, Oh Great Leaders of My Coven." He flipped a piece of French toast somewhere in the direction of Blaine, knowing that he's either already gotten a plate or that he's just inhale it before it could hit the ground. He carefully flipped another piece on a ceramic plate for Jace who was already talking Kurt's ear off about Harry's latest setback in the wizarding world.
The five of them sat at the breakfast bar (Well four, Lizzie was standing atop the bar while Blaine through her bits of french toast to catch in her mouth. Apparently this was "alpha training.") and devoured their breakfast. Sebastian smiled at Jace, he had only just started eating with so little manners. The military postured, poised, and general snobbish front his father had ingrained in the then seven year old was slowly slipping away. Jace was beginning to show his true side, his natural state, one where he wasn't constantly worried that the slightest mistake would end up with him grounded for 5 days, restricted to his bedroom.
"I wanna goes to the Churwch hill!" Lizzie demanded, snapping her teeth down at the end on a newly caught chunk of french toast.
"Nah, Bubbles, that one leads right into traffic" Blaine explained.
"How about the hill by Westerville Middle School?" Jace suggested quietly.
"Is Westerville Middle School out on break yet?" Sebastian asked. "Because I am not hanging around a bunch of flea-infested public school tweens." Kurt gave him a dirty look and Seb have him a look that clearly said what? you go to private school now.
Blaine ignored them, and pulled out his phone to check the date. Once school lets out it could jump to June 2098 and he wouldn't notice. "They let out on the 14th and today's the... 20th, so yeah, you should be fine with not contracting the Black Plague or some other equally horrible disease, Seb," Blaine said sarcastically.
Seb tried to shove Blaine off his stool but Blaine dodged it with his alpha reflexes and Seb fell off his own stool.
Grumbling, Seb sat up on the floor, expecting to see Blaine howling with his obnoxious laughter but instead he only saw Blaine's head suddenly whip around to face his mate. In another blink Blaine was behind Kurt. Sebastian tuned in and heard the quick pounding of Kurt's heart, noticed dilation of his pupils, the slight glaze over his eyes.
In another blink Blaine had Kurt out of the kitchen and into the nearest family room. Sebastian was left in a near-silent kitchen with two very confused looking children. Wordlessly, Jace came to sit close on the floor by his brother's side and Lizzie glided down into Seb's lap.
Seb's concern for his pack won out over his respect for his alpha and beta. He listened in.
"Kurt.. baby, what's going on?" Blaine's heart was beating just as fast now.
Seb could hear the squeak of Kurt's jeans as he squirmed against the leather couch. He could hear the drag of denim over leather and then denim on cotton as Blaine pulled Kurt into his lap.
"I- um. Sorry. It's just you- you mentioned the date. And I guess the tenth anniversary of my mom's death is to-today," his voice broke on the last word. Kurt's heart sounded like it was trying to break with the rhythm it insisted on thumping to.
"Oh, sweetheart..." Sebastian could hear Blaine rubbing his hands up and down Kurt's back in a soothing motion, trying to calm Kurt's racing heart.
"I just can't believe I forgot," Kurt's voice sighed out quietly.
"Kurt, you've been busy.."
Seb listened to the rustle of fabric that meant Kurt was shrugging his shoulders and the sniff that meant he was trying not to cry.
They came back into the kitchen with their hands clasped, both looked somber.
None of the wolves even pretended like they hadn't listened in. Lizzie jumped straight off Seb and ran into Kurt's legs- although she was much gentler than she had been when she had first met Kurt, he stumbled a bit. Seb leaned to his feet and pulled his brother up with him as he went. He and Jason crowded around the other three.
"Do you guys want to come visit her with me?" Kurt said in a quiet, but surprisingly steady voice.
"Of course we'll come baby," Blaine still had the tightest hold on Kurt. He was constantly trying to conquer the impossible feat of both being surrounded and surrounding his mate simultaneously. Seb would have rolled his eyes if he couldn't feel the heartbreak rolling off his alpha.
Sebastian drove them all to the cemetery. Jace was delighted when Blaine buckled Lizzie into her car seat (mainly for show, you can't really explain to a police officer that your four year old sister doesn't need to be in a car seat because in the event of a crash she would heal in about five minutes, but also keep her from jumping around the car like a crazy person) and then pulled Kurt onto his lap in the back seat, leaving him the front seat.
Blaine led them all in a trudge through the icy snow, taking silent cues from Kurt on where to turn or which direction to head. Jace only tripped a couple times, and someone managed to catch him all but once.
Sebastian didn't know what to expect when he got there. He'd never lost someone close to him. What, was Kurt going to sit down on the wet ground and start talking to his a piece of granite? He guessed that was... normal... He could see how it would be comforting, talking to them like they could hear you and support you.
When they reached the correct headstone Kurt did in fact sit down in the snow heedless of the state of his clothes for once. Blaine sat down beside him and Lizzie cuddled up to both them in Blaine's lap. Jace sat down carefully beside Kurt. Sebastian hovered for a bit before falling down beside Jace.
It was silent for a moment before Sebastian spoke up uncomfortably, "Well, do you have anything you want to say to her, err.. ummm."
Kurt looked up surprised, but still sad, "Oh, no. I never speak to her. I can't pretend that she's still here. She's gone. I just like to come here to remember what it was like when she was here, I don't ever want to forget her."
Blaine kissed Kurt's cheek and Lizzie looked up at him, pleading with him to tell them.
Kurt took a deep breath, "Her name was Elizabeth Sanja Hummel."
"Elizabeff?" Lizzie squeaked. Everyone but Blaine looked between Lizzie and Kurt with mild surprise. Lizzie gazed at the headstone. he face seemed sadder.
Kurt tugged Lizzie from Blaine's lap onto his own and she shoved her face into his chest.
"Oof," Kurt chuckled, "Yeah, her name was Elizabeth. You, little Lizzie, actually really remind me of her."
Lizzie stayed silent. For a five year old werewolf, she really did have incredible self-control. Better than Nick's. anyways.
Kurt had tears rolling down his face by the time he braced himself to speak again. His voice was steady, though. "She had the same imagination as you, even when she was a mom. We always pretended to be superheroes together."
Sebastian raised an eyebrow at him and Kurt grimaced. "Yeah, I know. You had me pegged for a Sleeping Beauty or Cinderella, didn't you?"
"Snow White, actually," Seb joked. Kurt chuckled quietly.
They were quiet for a minute. Lizzie slid of Kurt's lap and onto the ground beside Jace when she sensed that how desperately her brother was to be closer to his mate. When she left, Kurt slid over so that his head was cradled against Blaine's shoulder without really thinking.
The more Kurt stared at the headstone the more clouded over his eyes became with wetness. He didn't seem aware of anything but the headstone, even Blaine's hand stroking gently up and down his side.
When a tear finally broke free and started it's trek down Kurt's perfect face he started to mumble something rhythmic.
"What's that?" Blaine murmured in Kurt's ear. "What are you singing?"
"She used to read me this book," Kurt looked almost embarrassed as he started to recount the story to the ground. "It was about this mom and her son. There was this song she rocked him in her arms to throughout his life. You know, when he was a baby, a toddler, a teenager, she would even climb through his window when he was a grown man."
Everyone was quiet except for Seb who muttered something about 'overprotective ninja moms.'
"Anyway, in the end when the mom is dying the boy sang the song to her. My mom used to read it to me every night. The song always just kinda stuck with me."
"What was the song?" Jace whispered, as if afraid to break the moment Kurt's recollections had created. Always the performer, Kurt started to sing.
I'll love you forever
I'll like you for always
As long as I'm living my baby you'll be
Kurt sunk further back into Blaine once he finished. "I mean its not a Grammy-worthy tune by any means. But it's always made me feel secure, I mean artist or athlete, gay or straight, I knew she'd always love me. Even when I was scared my dad wouldn't accept me, I knew she would."
Blaine started to thread his fingers through Kurt's hair as he continued. "She even read to me when she was in the hospital. She changed the words though, I don't think she thought I would notice, but I did. Instead of saying "As long as I'm living my baby you'll be, she changed it to "as long as you're living my baby you'll be. That was when I knew she really wasn't going to make it."
A few minutes later Kurt got to his feet a pulled Blaine up with him. Lizzie latched onto Blaine's back and Sebastian tugged a silent jace towards the car.
That night in bed Blaine tugged Kurt close an rocked him back and forth back and forth.
I'll love you forever
I'll like you for always
As long as your living my baby you'll be
On the opposite end of the house a boy curled up in his bed, weeping, but well practiced at maintaining silence.
He clutched an old book to his chest, repeating a poem that he'd only ever read to himself.