Hello my amazing fans. I know it's been a while and I apologize a thousand and three times. Life has been getting in the way of my writing, and I've had writers block so bad it's unfreaking real. Thank you for waiting patiently, and I'm hoping to be able to start updating once a week/every two weeks. I make no promises though. My respects go out to the Glee cast and Cory. While I never liked Finn I was always a fan of Cory, R.I.P. I hope this makes up for the ridiculously long wait, and I hope you all enjoy : )
I close my eyes with a sigh as I try to think of a way to answer Kurt's question. In the end I decide to just tell him the truth, because him and the others have a right to know. I take a few deep breaths, smiling slightly when Quinn takes my hand and at the concern radiating off of her, before opening my eyes and looking straight at Kurt.
"My cousin," I tell him with an extreme amount of sadness coating my voice and covering my face. Quinn's hand squeezes mine tightly and her, Noah, Kurt, and Santana all have shocked looks on their faces.
"Your cousin?" Kurt questions slowly. I give a slight nod in answer and he looks around at everyone at the table. "Why?"
I open and close my mouth a few times before standing quickly and rushing outside. I hear Quinn calling after me but I ignore her as I shift and take off into the woods, thankful that I changed into sweats after school cause Sylvester would kill me if I shredded her uniform.
Quinn's POV
"Rachel!" I yell from the backyard, scanning the trees for any sign of her. Her clothes are now shreds of cloth laying on the ground and I can't help but stare at them for a moment before clearing my head and calling out to her again. "Rachel!"
"Quinn," Brittany says softly coming up behind me and placing her hand gently on my shoulder. I spin around quickly and glare at her.
"Why aren't you doing anything? Go find her!" I demand loudly, the others watching from the doorway.
"Watch yourself Fabray," Santana growls from the doorway before taking a menacing step forward.
"It's ok Santi," Britt tells her, holding her hand out to stop her from coming closer. "Q come back inside and we'll explain ok?" Britt asks gently, taking my hand and leading me back inside. I try to resist at first but B doesn't let me, instead tightening her grip on my hand and giving me a pointed look. I sigh and follow willingly, sitting myself in an arm chair and crossing my arms with a scowl.
Everyone else situates themselves on the couches and floor before looking at Britt and Sam expectantly. They share a look with each other before coming to some sort of conclusion, because Sam sighs before turning to look me in the eye.
"First off, Rachel's going to be ok," he tells me with a small frown. I open my mouth to ask him if she was going to be ok then why was he frowning, but he spoke again before I got the chance. "Jesse's a difficult subject for all of us, but especially Rachel. They were the closest, and she took it the hardest when he sided with our uncle."
"So I take it Jesse's your cousin?" Santana questions, and at Sam and Britt's nods she asks another question, "So why'd he side with your uncle?"
"We're the strongest pack in existence at the moment," Britt begins with a sigh. "Our dad was one of the strongest wolves in existence until he had Rachel, and he told us that even as a baby he knew she was going to grow up to be strong, stronger then him and anyone else. Our dad was also a firm believer of staying a secret and coexisting with humans. Our uncle didn't like that, and once he realized that he could never do as he pleased with our father and Rachel in his way to stop him, he decided to take down our pack one by one. Eventually our uncle had more people on his side then ours, and he staged a full scale attack. Rae, Sammy, and I were barely able to get out with our lives, and that's only cause our dad sacrificed himself," Britt pauses to choke back a sob and wipe away her tears. Santana immediately wraps her in her arms and kisses the top of her head. Sam grabs Britt's hand and sends her a reassuring smile before taking a deep breath and continuing for her.
"As we were escaping we ran into Jesse, and Rachel tried to convince him to come with us. Instead of coming with us like we all thought he would, he attacked us. It was a stupid move on his part and Rachel had him down in seconds. She couldn't finish him though, and Britt and I don't blame her. We wouldn't have been able to do it ourselves either. We've been on the run ever since," Sam finishes, wiping his own tears. Puck pulls him into his side with a furious expression on his face.
"Why in the hell is your uncle still breathing?" Puck growls out.
"Because even though we're stronger as individuals, he out numbers us," Rachel answers warily from behind me. I jump out of my seat and rush to her, throwing my arms around her in relief before pushing her away from me in anger.
"Don't you ever do that to me again," I hiss out with a glare.
"'M sorry," she mumbles out sheepishly before opening her arms again with a small smile. I sink into her embrace for a few moments before Kurt speaks and Rachel tenses.
"Well now that your pack is at 10 people you don't have to run anymore, you can fight."
"Absolutely not," Rachel growls out, tightening her grip on me. Kurt just looks at her challengingly with his brow raised.
"C'mon Rae, you should already know that we're not just going to sit by while you guys are in danger," Puck says, kissing Sam on the cheek with a soft smile. Santana and I nod in agreement.
"It is their choice Rach," Mike says quietly, speaking for the first time in almost an hour. Tina nods sagely from her spot beside him. Rachel just growls again before pulling me to the armchair I vacated moments ago. She sits down with an agitated huff and pulls me onto her lap, burying her face in my hair.
"Do you even know the implications of what you're suggesting?" Rachel questions quietly after a few moments.
"Of course we do," I answer, the others voicing their own agreements in one way or another. She doesn't answer me back, instead her, Britt, and Sam just alternate staring at each other. It's weird, and if I didn't know any better I'd say they were talking to each other mentally.
"Fine," she finally breathes out, sounding defeated and way less then pleased.
"Seriously?" Santana questions with a shit eating grin on her face. Rachel just nods reluctantly.
"You all need to know what this entails though. I don't want any of you going into this lightly. Mike and Tina had their choices taken away from them, but you guys haven't. If you're all 100% positive then you'll have to be bitten soon," Sam tells us.
"Why soon?" I question curiously.
"Because the full moon is only two weeks away," Brittany answers with a grin.
"Oh. Cool," I say back with a small smile. This is all so weird and kinda surreal, but at the same time awesome.
"When do you want to be bitten?" Rachel questions us.
Puck and Santana both lean forward in excitement, both answering straight away with "Now!" while Kurt and I actually seem to take the time to think about it.
"I-I guess now would be fine," Kurt answers hesitantly. Rachel nods at the three of the before looking at me expectantly.
"You're going to be the one to do it right?" I questions quietly. She smiles slightly and at her nod I give my own small smile, "Ok. Now sounds good then. The sooner the better right?" I joke nervously.
"Yeah, the sooner the better," Rachel tells me quietly before pulling me into a heated kiss. I moan quietly when she runs her tongue along my bottom lip and open my mouth immediately. We begin a small battle before I give in and let her explore my mouth to her heart's content. A throat being cleared brings us back to reality and we both look up to see that the others are already outside, sans Sam who was standing beside the armchair expectantly.
I blush before standing quickly and holding out my hand for Rachel to take. I help her to her feet and she gives me one more quick peck before leading me into the backyard. When we step outside I notice two huge wolves, one so blonde it's almost white and another that's black with white paws. I stare at them in awe until I see Sam and Rachel start to take off their clothes, and then I blush scarlet, not able to take my eyes off pf Rachel's magnificent body.
She gives me a smirk and wink before changing right before my eyes into the most beautiful milk chocolate brown wolf I've ever seen. She slowly makes her way towards me and nudges me with her snout until I run my hand through her thick fur. She leans against me enjoying my ministrations for a few moments before taking a step back and licking my hand a few times. I laugh in amusement as she begins chasing her tail in circles around me before lunging over to the darker blonde wolf, which is Sam I think, and pulling in his tail playfully. She takes off running around the backyard with Sam on her heels when the other two ambush her and knock her to the ground. They all jump on her and begin licking and playfully nipping at her for a few minutes, which have the rest of us laughing loudly, before they break apart and come back to their respective mates.
Rachel again begins licking my hand before she tentatively nips at one of my fingers. I laugh again before she bites into my hand as gently as possible. My laugh then turns into a scream of pain. The last thing I hear and see before my world goes black is Rachel whimpering and licking my wound lovingly.
I know it could've been longer, but I'm still kinda struggling with writers block on this story. I hope this chapter was worth the wait and if not I'm sorry. It would make my day if you could just drop a quick review in my review box, even just to tell me that I'm a horrible person for leaving you all waiting for so long lol. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed. : D