What the hell was that??  What could have possibly smelled so good that he couldn’t get it out of his head?

Blaine was pacing the floor in his room running a nervous hand through his hair making it even messier than it already was.

It’s been 18 hours since he felt the smell around him, twisting his gut and pulling him towards it; inviting him to find it.

But he was slow and the glorious feeling was gone before he had the chance to find out what it was.
It’s been 18 hours and he was officially losing his mind.
WHAT WAS THAT?

Angry and frustrated he took the coffee mug from his table and smashed it against the wall when his brain attacked him with another memory of that unfamiliar scent and the sense of home and mine and right he felt because of it.

The mug crashed to the floor and the pieces scattered all over the floor as his eyes flashed bright yellow and his nails sharpened. His ears pulled to the top of his head, pointed and twitching anxiously.

Spouts of fur dusted his bare neck and chest and a low growl rumbled from his throat when a gentle hand touched his carefully.

“Hey, hey…calm down…deep breaths…”-a skinny boy soothed quietly and Blaine blinked a few times before turning towards the boy and evening his breathing out, matching his inhales with the boy’s.

His wolf growled once again and stepped back, allowing Blaine to calm down completely and relax.

“There we go. Feeling better now, Alpha?”-the boy asked and Blaine smiled at him.

“Thanks, Andrew. And yes, I feel much better.”-Blaine nuzzled Andrew’s neck and the boy shivered with the strength the closeness of his First provided.

“The pack is waiting for you. They didn’t see you at all today and they are getting a bit antsy.”-Andrew chuckled and Blaine stood up, throwing his Dalton hoodie over his head.

“Are they in the common room?”

“Like they would be anywhere else.”-the boy snorted showing the true sass of a mated Omega. He was young and it was probably too early for him to be mated but his Alpha, Nicole, was truly amazing and the two of them fit together like puzzle pieces.

Blaine walked to the common room with Andrew and as soon as he entered the anxious feeling in the air vanished and the pack members slumped down, relaxed and happy.

“Hi Blaine.”-a few of them called out and he smiled, touching hands and hair and shoulders of every boy he passed in his way to his favorite spot next to the window.

He liked to sit there because it gave him the chance to see the entire pack at once and they liked it because they could all see him.

There were 12 members of his pack besides himself and they were as close as the same generation in one pack can get.

Other than him there were three more Alphas in the Warblers. Nick, Cameron and Jamie.

Nick was already mated, finding his second half as soon as they reached maturity. Jeff, his Beta. They were best friends since they were kids and their relationship stayed pretty much the same with the addition of public make-out sessions every single one of the Warblers had witnessed at least once…but mostly more than once. They were both juniors like Blaine and Nick was his second in command since they were first cousins and Blaine didn’t have any siblings.

Cameron was a sophomore and his rank came as a bit of a surprise because he was too shy and quiet to be an Alpha. The boy was a mystery to everyone since he joined the pack as a freshmen and nobody knew that much about him. Nobody but Blaine that is.

About two months after transferring he asked Blaine if they could talk privately. He told him he was disowned by his First because he refused to take a mate that claimed she smelled their compatibility even if he never did. He tried to explain that he never felt her as something more than a friend but she was the second in command Alpha’s daughter and it was her word against his. And she won. So he was sent to Westerville. And he sensed his mate. He apologized to Blaine with tears in his eyes for being a burden and causing trouble but he needed advice on what to do. Because the mate his wolf felt was Jamie; another Alpha.

Blaine knew things like that happened sometimes (not very often, but they did happen) and he reassured Cameron that he was not causing trouble and that he should talk to Jamie.

Unfortunately Jamie, despite being Blaine’s age, still hadn’t reached his maturity and Cameron decided to just keep his secret to himself and wait. He was quiet and he kept as far away from Jamie as he could to make the situation easier for himself. But he was nice and they all loved him.

Betas of the pack included Jeff, who was just the right side of sane to actually be a Beta, David, Wes and Jon.

David and Wes were seniors and even though Blaine was officially their First they were the most reasonable ones so they often acted as mediators when situation got heated. They were exactly what a Beta should be.

Jon was a huge mass of a man that could look scary as hell, but secretly he slept with his old teddy bear and always had a gentle smile for everyone. Other than Blaine he was also the only person in the pack who knew how to be around Cameron without mentioning his past or his mysterious mate.
The cuddly part of their pack, the Omegas, consisted of Thad (who was not cuddly at all), Trent, Ethan, Luke and Jon’s younger brother Andrew.

Thad was a senior and along with Wes and David he was a part of the official Warblers council. He was mated with a great Beta, Lara, and for some reason she was the only person he felt comfortable touching. Sometimes he would allow Blaine to cuddle him but it would last about 5 minutes before he would start squirming and complaining. He was a weirdo like that.

Trent, Ethan and Luke were pretty much the same person. Sweet, caring, gentle with just the right amount of sass not to be pushovers. Blaine adored Trent and he hoped he would find a mate who would appreciate him for who he was.

Andrew, or mini Jon as they like to call him, was probably the most typical Omega in the history of the world. He was small, sweet, he knew how to calm Blaine down when his blood boiled and he felt the need to shift in public, and more often than not you could find him cuddled to the first person next to him. He was the one who cherished Blaine’s will to truly act as a First and be physical with his pack because he loved the sense of safety and home it brought him.

Blaine smiled at the small boy who decided to wolf out and crawl all over Nick and Jeff who were, as of lately, his favorite snuggle buddies.

“You okay, B?”-David snuck his way next to his First and leaned against him.

“Of course. Why do you ask?”-Blaine tried to get away from explaining but he knew David could tell he was lying.

“You’ve been a bit zoned out ever since that thing yesterday.”-David urged on and Blaine sighed.

“Yeah…I um…I think it just threw me off y’know…the thought of…”-he trailed off shrugging helplessly. He knew damn well that he did not have a chance to mate. So the smell he sensed yesterday couldn’t possibly be his mate. But it felt so right when he thought about it. So obvious and correct. There was no way something else in the world smelled like home the way that someone yesterday did.

Whatever they told him he knew the other part of his soul was close to him at that point. His wolf knew it too and he craved the scent again.

“The thought of what?”-David inquired and Blaine looked at him.

“Of my mate being close.”-he said holding the dark skinned boy’s bewildered look.

“Blaine…you…you think that was…”-he tried but the words failed him.

“I know it. My wolf knows it. It was him.”-he nodded as if trying to convince himself in what he was saying.

“B…you know that you can’t…”

“Yes David I do know that. And I don’t understand it either. But it was him. I know it was.”-he started shaking with the need to just have him, his destined one, right there, on his lap, curled in his wolf form and letting him take care of him.

“Blaine don’t you think that…”-the Beta tried again.

“Just drop it David. I know what I felt. I know what my First felt. So just leave it alone.”-he snapped and the older boy apologized drawing his Alpha into his arms, calming his shivers. They stayed that way until the rest of the pack started to feel the anxiety wafting from their First.

“I am soooo bored.”-Jamie drawled from his position on the couch directly in front of Blaine and the Alpha caught the flicker of affection in Cameron’s eyes before he managed to stop himself from looking at the taller boy.

Blaine knew it was just an attempt to take his mind off whatever as bothering him and he was grateful for having a pack that understood and supported each other.

“We could watch a movie.”-Trent suggested with his usual warm tone that made the rest of the pack agree to pretty much whatever he said. Trent could say “let’s jump off a bridge into a frozen river” with that tone and they would probably just smile and say “that’s a lovely idea”. But not when it came to movies.

“I really don’t feel like arguing about what movie to watch for an hour and then calling it a night because we can’t agree on anything.”-Jeff said from where he was rolling his eyes at Andrew who somehow managed to weasel his way between him and his mate and force the both of them to cuddle him.

“I second that.”-Nick said from his spot and David smirked at him.

“You would.”-the dark skinned Beta teased and Nick stuck his tongue at him knowing full well he actually had a point because Jeff had him wrapped around his finger.

“I’m still bored.”-Jamie whined again and earned himself a pillow to the head from Ethan and a protective little jump from Cameron who masked his slip with a pretended stretch and yawn.

They fell silent for a few minutes thinking about what they could do.

“How about we head to the mall? I’m sure we all need something to buy (and if we don’t we’ll think of something) and we can grab something to eat or something…”-Cameron suggested after a while
and Jamie grinned at him, completely oblivious.

“Yes…oh please let’s go. I’m gonna injure myself if we don’t move from here for a while.”-he said already heading to the door and Blaine winked at Cameron who wore the most self satisfied smile the world had ever seen.

“To the mall then.”-Blaine said and they dragged their feet to the parking lot, lazily piling into the cars and heading towards the mall situated somewhere in between Lima and Westerville.

“Dad pleeeeeeeeeease!!!”-Kurt pouted and threw his bet set of puppy dog eyes at his father. The whole family was sitting at the table eating an early lunch.

“Kurt you know I’m not comfortable letting you go alone after everything that happened.”-Burt answered and winced when his son scowled at him.

“I am not a child, dad. I’m perfectly capable of buying some new underwear on my own.”-Kurt snapped and the older wolf actually looked apologetic. He knew he couldn’t just trail after Kurt for the rest of his life to keep him safe but he couldn’t let himself relax.

“I know that Kurt. But I really don’t want you to go alone.”

“Fine. Then you take me.”-the teenager offered and Burt actually paled at this. He went shopping with Kurt once, he lived to tell the tale (barely) and he wasn’t really eager to do it again.

“Oh please don’t make me do that.”-Burt said horrified and Kurt scowled.

“You know what…fine…I’ll just go to an all boys school, and walk around naked because I have no underwear. And I’m gay. So that works out just fine for me.”-he said and twirled some spaghetti onto his fork exchanging looks with Carole who snickered into her plate.

Burt choked on the sip of water and coughed bewildered.

“Be ready after lunch.”-he said and Kurt squealed happily, shoving the rest of his meal into his mouth and bouncing towards his room to get ready.

“Oh and Kurt?”-his dad called after him.

“Hmmm?”

“Well played son.”-he winked and Kurt rushed off to change and get the list he composed the day before.

They parked the car near the edge of the small forest to avoid Sunday afternoon crowds and entered the mall holding a list of things Kurt needed (like a corkboard for his pictures, some pins, a few boxes, and a bedside lamp since his room didn’t have one) along with the clothes.

They entered a store to get him the board and the pins and Burt got a bit carried away.

“Okay dad, I don’t think I need a hammer and a wrench. I’m not heading to plumbing school.”-Kurt sighed as he took the items from his dad and put them back onto the shelf.

“You never know, Kurt. You might need them. Something could happen.”-Burt said glancing at the items with a nervous frown. It was the first time his boy was going to live away from him and he wanted him to be prepared for anything.

“I don’t think there’s a something that would require me owning a hammer dad. Unless I get stuck inside a wall and need to hammer my way out I think I’ll survive without one.”-Kurt laughed and Burt huffed.

“Fine. But when you do get stuck inside a wall you’re on your own.”

“Deal.”-Kurt chuckled and paid for the things he would actually need at Dalton.

They walked out of the store moaning under the weight of the bags Kurt managed to collect in just one store.

“Dad, how about you take those to the car while I get the jeans? I know you hate waiting for me to try things on.”-Kurt offered when they stopped to regroup and figure out where to go next.

“Kurt…I came here with you for a reason.”-Burt shook his head and Kurt frowned again. He hated being coddled like he was a child.

“It’ll take me literally 15 minutes. I already know what model I want. So I’m just gonna try them on to check the size and join you so we can go home.”-he reasoned but Burt didn’t seem convinced “please dad…I promise I’ll just try the jeans and come straight to you. No wandering around.”

“Okay. But if you’re not back in 20 minutes I’m calling the police.”-the older man said and gave Kurt a stern glance before walking away slowly.

Kurt walked into the store and stalked straight to the jeans rack knowing exactly what model he wanted.

He plucked the skinny, dark gray jeans from the pile and walked to the dressing rooms. Shrugging his own pants he shimmied into the new ones, sucking in his breath to button them up. He turned around examining the cut of the pants and concluding his ass looked well enough for him to buy them.

He redressed and walked out of the dressing room picking a few pairs of boxer briefs in black, gray and red before placing the items on the counter to pay for them.

Out of habit he glanced around the store to make sure nobody was out to get him. It was a habit that he hated but one that kept him from freaking out and shifting in front of everyone.

If he was prepared he couldn’t be surprised.

He took the bag from the cashier and reassured that there was nobody threatening his safety exited the store to meet his father.

A gorgeous scarf caught his eye in the window of a new second hand shop and Kurt considered going in and asking for the price when he felt his stomach clench as his fingers started to shake.

“Well, well, well…Fancy seeing you here princess.”-a slur came from behind him as the stench of sweat and oily French fries and locker room hit him in the gut.

“Please just leave me alone.”-he tried to sound confident but the Omega inside of him was terrified.
He could feel his fingernails sharpening and his eyes burning as he tried to breathe deeply and walk away before doing something he would regret.

“Okay…but only because you said please.”-one of them smirked and evil smile and it made him feel cold from the hate wafting from the boys.

“You know…I don’t think I heard him say please.”-the other jock turned towards Kurt with an equally evil smile and he knew he had to get away before doing something nobody will be able to hide.

Casting a quick glance at the two jocks in McKinley letterman jackets he steadied his heart beat and dashed towards the exit, hoping he could get to his father before they got to him.

He could already feel the fresh air from the outside when a hand clasped around his torso and another one closed his mouth shoving him to the side and out of the way of the looks of people who could maybe help him.

“That’s not nice princess. We just wanna be friends.”-a mock gentle tone made his skin prickle and Kurt felt the urge to curl in on himself until there was someone stronger there to save him. He felt the fur fighting it’s way to the surface of his skin and he knew he had to do whatever it took to stop himself from shifting. He couldn’t expose his entire kind like that.

“What do you think, T. should we hit him first and then pull out all his hair, or should we pull his hair first and then beat the crap out of him.”-the taller jock asked his friend and the other boy laughed out loud smirking and lifting his eyebrows.

“I say pull his hair first. That way we can hear him scream.”-he winked to his friend and the boy holding Kurt smiled.

“Excellent idea.”-he growled as he twined his fingers into Kurt’s hair and pulled so hard Kurt could feel the locks parting from his head.

He screamed and the flash that went through his body made him realize there was no way to keep himself safe.

His eyes glowed a deep blue; swirls of his natural golden flecks blazing when he wrenched his arms away.

A loud growl escaped his throat and it seemed it was enough to throw the bigger boy off him in surprise.

“What the hell are you freak?”-he stepped to take another swing at Kurt but the wolf instincts kicked in even though he was still mostly human.

He zoomed the entrance to the small forest and with a surge of will to survive he dashed towards it hiding behind the first tree just in time to hide the image of his arms turning into front legs of the wolf, his ears retracted towards the top of his head and his hair turned white, spreading along his entire body; clothes now lying ripped and destroyed, his bag thrown away ruining his new clothes.

His human body gave way to the small white wolf; blazing blue eyes the only thing left of the boy he was as he shivered in fear and ran deeper into the dark woods to find safety.

“I am ready to eat.”-Jon declared after a few hours of mindless wandering around the mall.

“You’re always ready to eat.”-Luke bit back and earned himself a slap of the back of his head.

“That’s why I’m big and strong and you’re scrawny and almost as short as Blaine.”-Jon quipped and the entire group laughed at the short wolf’s frown.

“Suuure…the short jokes… how about I just make you clean all of our rooms for a month?”-Blaine bit back at his tall friend who smirked at him.

“You can’t do that!”-he said smugly but his grin fell when he saw the stern look on Blaine’s face “Can you?”

“Keep teasing me and you’ll find out.”-Blaine winked at him as they settled around joined tables laughing and drawing curious glances from the group of girls sitting across the small restaurant.
They placed their orders and teased each other while they waited.

Blaine was watching his pack with fondness in his eyes when all of a sudden his insides turned as if he was thrown from the top of a skyscraper.

The familiar scent washed over him but there was a different undertone to it. The first time he felt it there was a distinct feeling of calm and resolve and closure and hope and something else he couldn’t place but he knew it was positive and it made his wolf squirm happily.

But now…it was gut wrenching, it was vicious and horrifying and paralyzing and it made him want to find the source of the smell and keep it safe.

He grabbed the table clawing it with his lengthened nails and blazing golden from his eyes unable to stop himself as another wave of fear crashed against his soul.

Someone was screaming in his head, someone’s fear made him sick.

His mind buzzed with the need to find and take and protect and then there was the smile hitting his nostrils and a surge of possessiveness only a wolf could have made him double over.

He heard parts of the rushed commands his pack issued around him “block the view to him”, “Andrew calm him down”, “need to get him out”.

Hands pulled him as his skin itched and fur started pushing his clothes away from his body. His wolf was howling inside of him and in that moment Blaine knew that whoever was on the other side of this feeling, whoever was causing this was his…and his alone.

“Blaine…Blaine calm down. Come on Alpha we need you with us.”-Andrew was curling around him putting his all into letting every last shred of submissiveness crawl to the surface and tame the rage coming from his leader. He knew he was their best option. He was the smallest, the sweetest, the most calm and loving of all their Omegas. But he was only the best they got. They all knew there could be someone whose one word would stop the shift, one touch would just crash the anger, one look would tide the wildness but Blaine didn’t have that.

So they held onto him, doing their best…and failing.

“Let me go….so scared…so alone…needs me….DAVID LET ME GO…IT’S HIM…IT’S HIM DAVID HE NEEDS ME.”-he writhed in their arms and all of a sudden he felt a blinding pain in his stomach, a blood freezing scream echoed inside his head, and then there was a moment of pure torture as their bond broke and renewed but now not as two humans…but a wolf…a scared, alone, Omega and the human who knew the wolf was his. He could feel him getting further and he knew he had no time at all.

“LET. ME GO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”-he growled and the 12 wolves whimpered at the sound of their First placing an order upon them.

Unable to resist, unable to disobey they lifted their hands from his struggling form and he jumped back, letting the instincts take over as his eyes blazed, his skin gave way to thick, midnight black fur.

The pack started as a gigantic black wolf swallowed Blaine who turned his head towards them and with the last moment of his humanity whispered “he’s mine” before running towards the woods.