AN: Ok so I know you guys must hate me for the extreme lack of updates and I'm sorry, but I have a good reason. My laptop died, and I really haven't had the chance to write anything. It's still currently broken but I've found a way to write and upload. Now that I've updated this story I'm going to work on my others, but it may take awhile. Again I apologize, and a big thanks to the people who haven't given up on me and my stories = ).
Disclaimer: Glee's not mine
"My dad," she mumbles out, refusing to look me in the eye. I tense with an audible growl and Quinn's eyes snap to mine. "Wha-?"
"You first," I tell her through clenched teeth.
"Look it's no big deal Rae. My dad drank a lot, and when he got angry he would hit my mom and I," she tells me, her eyes pleading with me to drop it.
"Why in the fuck did your mom stay with someone like that?" I growl, literally. It's taking every fiber of my being to not wolf out and hunt this son of a bitch down.
"Fear," Quinn answers simply with a shrug and sad smile. I have to close my eyes and take deep breaths to try and calm myself. When I'm finally positive I won't change I open my eyes and face Quinn again. I hear her gasp quietly and I look at her questioningly. "Your eyes are red again," she answers, raising her eyebrow and silently telling me that it's my turn to talk.
"Not here," I say, gently grabbing Quinn's hand and leading her into the hallway after she stands. Sam, Britt, Blaine, Mike, Tina, Kurt, Noah, and Santana are all waiting outside the nurses office, and Mike, Tina, Kurt, Noah, and Santana immediately surround us as we walk out. I growl lowly in warning, not wanting anyone but me close to Quinn at the moment, and Mike and Tina back away quickly. Quinn looks at me in question again but I ignore her for the moment. Kurt, Noah, and Santana don't hear me, but Blaine, Britt, and Sam quickly move them away, much to their displeasure.
"What's going on?" Santana questions angrily.
"Yeah?" Noah and Kurt chorus together.
Tina and Mike you guys can go do as you please, but be at my house at seven for dinner tonight. Sam, Blaine, and Britt I want you to take your mates somewhere and explain everything to them. And I do mean everything. I also expect you three, and hopefully Noah, Kurt, and Santana, at dinner at seven as well. Now go. I order them. They all nod at my instructions and begin to lead their respective mates away from the gathered group.
"Where are they going? And where are we going?" Quinn questions curiously as we walk out to my truck.
"They have their own things to talk about, and we're going to my house," I tell her as I hold the passenger's side door open for her and help her into the truck. She just nods in acceptance and the ride to my house is in silence. I can tell that Quinn wants to question me the entire ride there, but thankfully she refrains.
"Ok now speak," Quinn demands as soon as I shut my front door. I smile slightly at her impatience and lead her into the kitchen. I walk to the fridge to grab to bottles of water and have to hold in a chuckle at her annoyed huff.
"Ask away," I say after I sit down and place a water in front of her.
"How did you know where I was? Why were you're eyes red? How did you hear what I said in the nurses office? Was it just my imagination or did you growl multiple times? Why were you acting like I was dying after I had gotten hit?" Quinn fires off in rapid succession.
"Are you done?" I question after a few beats of silence.
"For now," she tells me with a shrug. I smile slightly before going into my explanations.
"Ok, so there's one important thing you must know before I answer anything, and it's that I'll never hurt you. Ever," I explain. She furrows her eyebrows in confusion, but before she can ask anything more I continue. "You didn't imagine the growling and the reason for that, and the reason for the red eyes and super hearing is be-because...Quinn I'm a werewolf."
Quinn just stares at me with an unreadable expression and her emotions are all over the place. Her silence terrifies me, but I force myself to stay quiet and let her process everything. After around five minutes of complete silence that almost kills me, she lets out a surprised, "Huh. And what about you acting like I was dying?"
Her quick and easy acceptance of everything shocks me and I have to take a few moments to gather myself before I can form any kind of response. Quinn just stares at me expectantly with her eyebrow raised, which causes me to take even longer because I have to stop myself from jumping her.
"Wait what?" I finally choke out.
"Why were you acting so worried and protective of me earlier?" she questions slowly, like I didn't understand her the first time.
"How are you so-so-so...calm?" I question back in disbelief. She just shrugs her shoulders in answer, but speaks at my glare.
"It just kind of makes sense...I guess. I mean there was the growl in the choir room, which I didn't believe for one second was your phone. You eat way more than any person I've ever seen, and I dated Finn." At hearing the giant's name I growl again and Quinn looks at me in amusement before continuing. "Then today you growled multiple times, your eyes were red, you man-handled Finn like he weighed nothing instead of his 200 pounds, and you heard what I said when I barely heard what I said."
"But that doesn't explain how you're so calm," I say cautiously.
"I really don't know. I mean at first I was a little freaked out, but there's this feeling I have around you...It's hard to explain but for some reason I feel safe. I also feel this-this pull towards you. It's like I want to be around you constantly, and when I'm not I feel this empty sensation in my chest," she tells me, and I can't help but beam.
"Yeah?" I question hopefully. I never would've thought that the mates pull worked on humans, but it seems like it does if what Quinn's telling me is true.
"Yeah," she answers slowly at my tone. "I take it you know why that is?"
"I do. It also has to do with why I was acting the way I was earlier with you and the others when you were hurt," I tell her before taking a huge gulp of my water nervously. It's one thing to find out someone's a wolf, but it's a whole other thing entirely to find out you're mated to said wolf.
"And?" Quinn questions, annoyance and curiosity radiating from her.
"You're...um...well you're-you're my...my mate."
"Come again?" Quinn asks in disbelief.
"We, wolves I mean, we each have this one person that we're meant to spend the rest of our lives with. You humans would use the term soul mate. Once we find our mates then that's it for us, they become our world."
"And I'm yours?"
"Yes."
"That's why I've been feeling like this? Why you're basically all I think about?" Quinn questions in shock and relief.
"Yes, and why are you relieved?" I question in curiosity, her relief having thrown me a bit.
"Huh? How did you...?" she asks back in confusion.
"I'm a wolf, we know these things," I tell her with a shrug and a small smile.
"O...k. Well I'm relieved because now I know I'm not crazy," she explains, but that only serves to confuse me more.
"Why would you believe that you're crazy?" I ask, trying to understand her mindset.
"Because Rach. People don't just develop the type of feelings I have for you overnight. I mean I didn't even know you, but as soon as I laid eyes on you I wanted you," she tells me and I can't help but smirk.
"You want me?" I ask cockily, smirk still firmly in place.
"You want me more," she fires back, voice husky and her smirk and eyebrow in place. I have to hold back a moan.
"Touche," I tell her after clearing my throat a few times. She just continues to smirk at me for a few moments before she becomes serious.
"So what is it that you want from me?" she questions with a bit of apprehension.
"Nothing," I blurt out quickly, and at her disbelieving look I continue. "I want whatever you're willing to give, even if that is just friends."
"And if I don't want that? If I want more?" she asks, and I have to hold in my elation.
"Like I said, it's whatever you want. If you want more then I'll go at whatever pace you set," I tell her.
"Ok."
"Ok?" I ask, barely stopping myself from leaping across the table and jumping her. I can feel myself smiling like a fool.
"Ok. I want more with you," she tells me with a grin that matches my own.
"So...Quinn Fabray, will you do me the honor of becoming my girlfriend?" I ask, and even though I know the answer I can't stop myself from feeling insanely nervous.
"Yes," she answers with a breathtaking smile.
I quickly jump from my seat and pull her into a tight hug, making sure to not squeeze her to hard. We stand like that for what seems like hours before I pull away and cup the right side of her face gently like I did in the hallway. I let out a quiet whine at the bruises that are almost fully formed now and lean in to gently press kisses to the hurt areas. My wolf wants to lick her wounds, but I know that'll freak her out so I refrain.
"I'm ok," Quinn whispers as I pull away and we lock eyes. She cups both of my cheeks before leaning forwards and pressing the softest of kisses to my lips. I see her eyes slip shut right before my own do, and we stand there kissing slowly and gently.
"Yes! Stroganoff!" I hear Sam yell as soon as the front door opens. Quinn and I share a look before we both burst into laughter as we place the finishing touches to the food.
"Hey Rae-Rae," Britt greets me as she walks into the kitchen. She gives me a quick peck on the cheek before heading over to the cabinet to start setting the table.
"Hey Duck," I reply as Sam and Noah walk into the kitchen. "So you know everything?" I ask Noah.
"Yeah I do," he tells me with a smile.
"And you're ok with it?" I ask as I turn off the stove and take the pot off the burner.
"Yup," he replies with a grin, popping the p.
"And...?" I prompt, wanting to know whether or not him and Sammy were together now. I knew that Britt and Santana were because Britt accidentally dropped her shield and traumatized me earlier.
"Yes Rae, we're together now," Sam answers as he grabs Noah's hand and kisses him on his cheek.
"Awesome. Food's ready!" I tell them before yelling to the rest of the house. I grab the pot off the stove and walk into the dinning room, placing it in the center of the table.
"Was the shouting really necessary?" Blaine asks as him and Kurt walk into the dinning room hand in hand.
"Yes, it really was," I tell him with a smirk as everyone sits down.
"Ok so I'm curious," Santana says.
"About?" Sam asks around a mouthful of food. I give Britt a pointed look and she slaps him on the back of his head. "Sorry," he tells us sheepishly after swallowing his food.
"Are Chang Squared wolves to or...?" Santana asks once she's done laughing at Sam.
"Not yet," Blaine answers and Kurt, Noah, Santana, and Quinn look confused.
"What do you mean babe?" Kurt asks.
"They were bitten, but they won't change until the full moon," I explain.
"So you guys only change during the full moon then?" Santana questions at the same time as Kurt asks Tina and Mike who bit them.
I subtlety shake my head no at Tina and Mike before answering Santana. "No, we can change whenever we please and we look like regular wolves, only bigger. When someone's bit, or when it's time for a natural born wolf to change, they have to wait until the full moon before they have their first change. It hurts like hell and you need either an Alpha or a much older and stronger wolf there with you otherwise things can turn bad."
"What's an Alpha and why would it be bad if someone changed without one being there?" Quinn asks and I smile slightly.
"An Alpha is the leader of a pack. They control the wolves in their pack and there can only be one true Alpha in a pack. There's also the Alpha's mate if they've found them yet and together they're called the Alpha pair. The Alpha's mate also has power over the pack, but it's not as strong as the Alpha's."
"Ok, but why do they need to be there when someone changes?" Noah asks.
"Because if not then there's no one to control them," I say and get confused looks from the non-wolves, including Mike and Tina. "If you're not mated when you turn, and most wolves aren't, then all you want is human blood." They all cringe at this and I smile sadly. "The Alpha, or older wolf, is there to control the pups from going on a massacre. The older wolf would be able to fight the pup into submission, or the Alpha would just order them to hunt animals instead."
"So who's the Alpha of this pack?" Santana questions, completely immersed in what I have to say. I smirk slightly at her behavior and know that she's going to want to be turned soon.
"Rachie," Britt answers before anyone else can. Quinn looks at me in surprise and I just grin at her.
"Are you really?" Quinn asks, surprise coating her tone.
"Yes ma'am," I answer with another grin.
"So your eyes...?" Quinn asks.
"Yup. They're normally brown, even when I change, but when I feel any extreme emotion or when I give an order they turn red," I explain.
"Are you ever going to answer my question?" Kurt demands, annoyed.
"What was it?" I ask, feigning forgetfulness.
"Who bit Mike and Tina? Was it one of you?"
So again my deepest apologies for the lack of updates, and I hope that this chapter can make up for it, and again I don't know when I'm going to be able to update next. Thank you for reading and I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. Please review. Please?