„EVERYBODY QUIET!!“-Blaine's voice boomed over the choir of shocked voices.

The blood of the First awakened in him, threatened to overpower the human Blaine and rip the blonde girl into pieces, even though he had no idea where the instinct was coming from.

For all he knew Jamie was her mate and the only thing she was doing was claiming him in front of everyone.

That’s how it was done.

But Blaine knew that Cameron was waiting for Jamie.

He knew Cameron loved Jamie with a force so strong he would die before hurting him.

He knew Cameron would hurt himself and everyone else if he knew he was the reason of the sad, scared and confused look branded on Jamie’s face.

He knew who Jamie really belonged to.

And it sure as hell wasn’t the tall, blonde, cold person he was looking at.

Lottie was still standing in front of Jamie, looking at him with that feral, possessive glow in her eyes but the blonde Alpha was staring over her head, blinking back the hurt and the disappointment swimming in his eyes, and shaking his head in disbelief, not doing a single thing to show her that he believed her, that he wanted her too.

Blaine saw him flicking his eyes over the crowd and he knew he was looking for the younger Alpha who was nowhere to be seen.

Everybody else in the room whimpered and fell silent at the sound of the command and they were now looking at Jamie and Lottie and Blaine and wondering what would happen next.

Jamie stared at the girl holding his hand and branding his skin.

Blaine’s command dulled the sounds around him and he could focus a little bit better on her face and the feeling of her skin on his own.

It itched.

It chafed.

It burned.

His wolf whined and pawed at his skin from the inside trying to bury himself further under his bones to avoid her touch.

He knew he wasn’t ready to mate yet.

Everybody always teased him that he was way too old to be unmated and that there was something wrong with him.

His parents told him not to worry and that every single wolf in the world knew for itself when the time was right to wake up and start looking.

Jamie knew his wolf was still “sleeping” but he also knew that the moment he woke up gray eyes will not be the ones it’ll want.

Long blond hair will not be the one he’ll want to bury his fingers in.

This feeling of cold prickles on his palms wasn’t right.

Lottie wasn’t right.

“Guys…do you think you could give us some privacy please?”-he turned to his pack missing the way the blonde girl smirked in triumph.

“Are you sure you’ll be okay on your own? Maybe it’s better if I stay.”-Blaine asked carefully, silencing his wolf who all but screamed at him to protect his brother.

“Please Blaine. I…I’ll be okay. I promise. Just...give us some time alone.”-the blonde boy pleaded brokenly and Blaine saw how torn he was.

“Okay. Come on everyone. Let’s go out.”-he ordered and a mutiny broke out.

“You can’t expect us to leave him alone?”-Jeff shouted.

“Maybe some of us should stick around just in case.”-Trent suggested gently.

“I don’t like her.”-Andrew whispered into Nicole’s neck and she shushed him but nodded her agreement anyway.

“Guys, Jamie asked us to leave him alone and we WILL respect that. Now go.”-he said, tugging on Kurt’s hand and escorting the rebellious mass out of the common room, staying in last to give Jamie’s hand a reassuring squeeze before closing the door behind him and leaning against a wall.

“Blaine what are you doing?”-Kurt asked him, squinting his eyes.

“I don’t trust her. And since I can’t be in there I’ll stay here and make sure he’s okay.”-Blaine said, determination obvious in his voice.

“Basically you’re gonna eavesdrop?”-Kurt sassed trying to relieve the tension and make his mate relax.

Seeing him so out of it made him edgy and uncomfortable.

“No, it’s called making sure he’s okay.”-Blaine smiled back but it didn’t reach his eyes and Kurt saw it.

And if he was being honest, he was scared too.

“B…I thought he was Cameron’s.”-he said quietly.

“He is baby. I…it’s like I can feel it. But Lottie is not to be taken lightly. I don’t know what her agenda is but I hope he can talk some sense into her.”-Blaine hugged him as they both sat on the ground leaning against the wall.

“I hope so too. Cam looked so broken, god Blaine it was awful. It’s like his heart just shattered right before our eyes.”-Kurt whimpered and Blaine held him tighter, hoping his arms were offering comfort and reassurance.

“He’ll be okay. Jamie will mend it together. I know it.”-Blaine said praying to every deity he knew that he was right.

The silence that fell over them as they all piled out of the room was deafeningly uncomfortable.

Their breathing was the only thing that could be heard and it made Jamie’s Alpha whine in distress. He didn’t want to be there with her anymore.

But he had no idea how to get out.

“Um…maybe we should take a seat. I guess we should talk.”-he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.

“Not much to talk about since it all seems clear to me but whatever makes you happy.”-she said and Jamie knew she was trying to be sweet and caring.

She failed though and came across and stalkerish and creepy.


The look in her eyes was still all wrong.

Maybe he didn’t know what was going on with Cam but there was something in his look whenever their eyes would meet.

Cam would smile a gentle, warm, but somehow pained smile in his direction, his eyes reluctant to leave Jamie’s face and a bashful blush sitting high on his cheeks.

Mature or not Jamie knew he liked the younger boy since the moment he first laid eyes on him: lanky and gangly and skinny but still strong and proud and so incredibly sweet to everyone.

He had spent countless nights in his dorm willing his wolf to wake up and allow him to claim Cameron, to take him and to give himself to him in return.

And now…now the chance was slipping out of his hands.

Lottie was…she wasn’t Cam.

She was pretty, she was offering herself to him but…she wasn’t Cam.

Chancing a glance up he found her staring at him with that same feral look she had since the moment she walked in and he knew he had to get away.

He had to convince her that he didn’t belong to her.

He never would when his heart already wanted someone else.

“I…I’m sorry but I don’t think I remember meeting you.”-he started slowly and then flinched when she sat close to him…too close for comfort.

“We didn’t meet. Not in person anyway.”-she whispered in his ear, tracing a clawed finger down his arm.

His wolf snapped inside of him and he actually flinched a bit at her touch.

“Then how do you know me?”-he asked trying to lean away from her.

“You talked to a friend of mine the last time they came here. She brought your scent with her. Made me crazy. I knew I had to see you. Had to find you.”-she was trying to inch closer to him but he stood up and started pacing the floor.

She wasn’t giving up.

She was determined to have him and it made the skin on the back of his neck stand up.

“Lottie I…I’m flattered, really I am but…I don’t think I’m your mate. I’m sorry.”-the blonde Alpha said carefully and she glared at him, eyes flashing Beta brown and narrowing threateningly.

“Of course you are. I know you’re not mature yet but I am and I can feel it. Trust me as soon as that Alpha wakes up he’ll want me back.”-she whispered seductively and he felt himself cringe at her voice.

His wolf was now a constant presence just under his skin, pulling on his muscles and clawing at his bones, willing her away.

“I wish I didn’t have to say this but I don’t think that’s gonna happen.”-he tried again and this time he could see her pretend politeness melt from her as she scowled at him and bared her teeth, growling quietly.

“And how could you possibly know that my little late bloomer?”-she drawled in a mock sugary voice that made his wolf whine in discomfort.

He wanted to give her the benefit of a doubt but it felt wrong.

Sometimes the human liked a person but the wolf wanted someone else and in the end the wolf would always win.

Basic, genetic instinct over temporary infatuation and childish crushes.

But even when reason told him that she could really be his mate, regardless of his feeling for Cameron, his wolf disagreed.

She didn’t make him feel like he was home.

She didn’t soothe him and make him content.

She made him edgy and jumpy and his skin prickled with the tangible fear the animal inside him felt at the sight of her.

He didn’t want to hurt her but he could feel that she wasn’t ready to take no for an answer.

He had to be blunt and honest and as much as it pained him, the soft scratching underneath his skin made him want to get it over with and get out of there as soon as he could.

“My wolf disagrees with you.”-he said quietly making the vicious little smirk fall from her face and distort it into something inhumanly cold.

“Does he now? Well he can’t really disagree when he’s not ready to come out and play. Let me show you how good I can make you feel.”-she said taking his hand and pulling him towards the sofa.

With a forceful tug she pushed him onto the plush seat climbing, predatorily into his lap and straddling him.

He was staring at her wide eyed and scared, the wolf inside of him so close to the surface and ready to overtake him and defend himself any second.

“Let me show you how good we are together.”-she drawled and threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling at the silky strands and leaning in to kiss him.

Every fiber in his being snapped at the first breath she breathed against the flesh of his lips and the Alpha pulled him back from her, growling and snarling and clawing it’s way out of him.

It was like the entire universe was crashing down on him as the onslaught sensory information made his senses sharpen and the power he felt under his skin that used to be dull and dormant, forced it’s way through his body, all the way to the tips of his fingers making his claws lengthen.

The bright light burned his eyes and the cacophony of sounds made it so hard to concentrate.

The sound of her breathing, of her heartbeat of her voice made him tremble and snarl at her because her smell was wrong.

She was still clinging to him, marking his skin with the smell of her want and desire and he couldn’t take it anymore.

It hurt him.

He wanted out.

He wanted to find that sweet smelling something that managed to fight it’s way through the unwanted pheromones she released on him.

The smell of old paper, and charcoal and oil paint and banana ice-cream.

That was his.

Not this.

Not her.

“LET GO OF ME!”-he stood up forcefully making her slide off his lap and onto the floor.

“What do you think you’re doing? You’re mine!!”-she screamed at him but he was already halfway to the door.

“My mate is in this building. But it sure as hell isn’t you.”-he growled at her ripping the door right off the hinges and running into the hallway half shifted and burning from the inside out.

“Jamie…J are you okay?”-Blaine jumped from his place on the floor making Kurt squeak when he tipped over from where he was leaning on his chest.

“Where’s Cameron?”-the blonde growled and Blaine beamed at him.

“His room. Jon went with him. He…”-as soon as he said it he realized his mistake because Jamie flashed his eyes black and roared in rage.

“HE’S MINE!!!”-before running in the direction of Cameron’s room, his First hot on his heels.

“Cam…Cam please you need to hear me out for a second. You didn’t lose him yet. Who knows what she came up with in her head that made her say that. I mean, I’m not really into guys but he is good looking. Maybe she has a crush and she wants to try and get him while she still can.”-Jon begged his friend to snap out of it but the younger man was lying curled into a tight ball, eyes red rimmed and puffy as he cried his heart out.

“He’s gone Jon.”-he whispered quietly and Jon’s heart broke again seeing him like this, broken and shivering.

“No, he’s not Cam. You just have to keep believing.”

“I NEVER BELIEVED!”-he screamed through his tears and Jon flinched.

“What? But…the drawings….”

“Were my way of keeping him close. Of remembering my favorite things about him. I’ll never have him. But he’ll always stay in my drawings. I can keep that.”-he smiled bitterly and Jon stepped to him, scooping him up and hugging him tightly, offering all the comfort he could muster.

Cameron hid his face in Jon’s neck and let the tears fall again, shaking with sobs as he imagined Jamie kissing his mate, holding her close and whispering soft words of devotion into her ear.

His body trembled almost violently when the door of his room literally broke in two revealing a half shifted Jamie, growling at them furiously and stalking inside, spreading wood splinters all over the soft carpet.

“Let go of him.”-he growled and Cameron frowned clutching Jon’s blazer and hiding his blotchy eyes from his lost mate.

Through the haze in his head he felt Jon’s hands trying to pry him away from his lap and he whimpered sadly, holding on tighter.

“I SAID LET GO! “-he heard Jamie yell and he had a second to wonder what his problem was when strong hands grasped him, lifted him out of Jon’s lap and cradled him against muscular, warm chest.

Looking up in confusion he saw Jon holding his palms up in surrender as Jamie clutched him tightly, glaring at the tall Beta.

“Mine.”-Jamie nuzzled his neck and Cameron felt his heart drum in his chest.

“What?”-he fidgeted to free himself but Jamie was having none of that.

He just cast a threatening glare in Jon’s direction and the tall boy smiled at him uttering a soft “I’ll leave you to it then” before exiting the room.

“Jamie…Jamie what are you doing here, let me go…”-Cam squirmed but the hold the other Alpha had on him was too strong.

He squinted up, his vision fuzzy from all the tears as Jamie started walking towards the bed, lowering himself down and cradling him to his chest as close as he could.

He unwrapped one arm from around his waist and ran warm fingers through the pools underneath his eyes.

“I made you cry.”-he said sadly and Cam smiled through his confusion.

“It’s fine.”-he tried but Jamie cut him off.

“No…no it’s not. You knew didn’t you?”-Jamie asked gently and Cameron pushed himself off his chest to look him in the eye.

“I…I knew you were it for me since the second I saw you. But…I also knew that I’d never be worthy of you. I guess I was right. She’s pretty J…”-he said feeling the tears pool in his eyes again and he tried to blink them away but it was pointless.

“She’s a liar…and she’s not that pretty. I prefer short haired brunettes, preferably male, golden eyed, with the sweetest smile, and the kindest heart and cheeks smudged with charcoal.”-Jamie whispered with a smile feeling Cameron’s heart bang against his ribcage.

“Don’t do this Jamie. It hurts so much. I know you’re not mine.”-Cameron pleaded, refusing to let himself hope.

“Hey…hey look at me. Cameron look at me.”-he said firmly waiting for those whisky colored eyes to meet his own, smiling when they finally did.

“She tried to make me be with her. She tried to kiss me. But my wolf just wouldn’t relax around her. It didn’t want her. It kept…it kept comparing her to you and she lost. When she tried to kiss me something snapped in me and the only thing I could feel is your scent, your heartbeat, you. Cameron you’re mine. I knew you would be the second my wolf wakes up. And now it did. And I was right.”

“You…you’re mine?”-Cameron asked quietly, eyes wide in surprise and heart struglig to let himself be happy.

“I am. Just like you’re mine.”-Jamie said threading his fingers through Cameron’s hair, making him squirm.

“I…god I can’t believe it. I’ve loved you for so long and…”-he started and clasped a hand over his mouth when he realized what he said, blushing furiously and hiding his burning face from Jamie.

“I love you too.”-he said gently, doing his best to finally soothe the pain he caused his mate.

“You do? But you just found out we were mates.”-Cameron frowned deeply.

“Maybe so…but mate or no mate I’ve been in love with you for quite some time.”-he said hugging him back to his chest.

“I…what? How? Why didn’t you say something?”

“I thought you hated me. You’d walk out of the room whenever I came and you never came for sleepovers when it was my turn to hold them, you never allowed me to sit next to you or to talk to you…I just thought you didn’t want me around.”-the blonde boy shrugged.

“It was so hard being around you. I was so desperate for you and I was afraid that if I spent time with you you’d see it. I didn’t want you to know.”-he said quietly.

“Why not?”-Jamie frowned.

“I…I promise I’ll tell you everything but please…do you think you could…um…”

“Cam I’ll do anything to make you happy. Just ask.”

“Will you kiss me? If I’m dreaming I want to know what that feels like before I wake up.”-he said lowering his eyes and Jamie felt his heart break at the sight of him, so small and fitting perfectly into his arms.

Placing a finger under his chin he tilted his head up, stroking his heated cheeks marveling the softness of his skin.

“You’re not dreaming. I’m here, I’m yours and I love you so much.”-he said before lowering his head down and claiming his lips gently.

Cameron’s heart sped up, hammering restlessly as he clutched Jamie’s hair and unlike the moment Lottie did the same his wolf purred in contentment, whining happily and pushing to the surface to get closer to his mate.

He had found him finally.

He broke the kiss as tenderly as he started it, brushing his lips against his forehead and kissing the tip of his red nose.

They lay in silence together, clutching, sharing breaths and exchanging soft kisses until Jamie felt Cam drifting off every once in a while before snapping back up and rubbing his eyes to keep them open.

“You can sleep. I know you’re exhausted.”-Jamie said but Cameron shook his head furiously.

“No…”

“Why not? I can see you’re tired.”-Jamie scolded as he watched him yawn and blink his red rimmed eyes open.

“Scared…”-Cameron whispered tiredly.

“Of what?”-the blonde Alpha asked in confusion.

“Losing you. What if you’re not here anymore? What if I wake up alone again?”-Cam said and Jamie hugged him tighter.

“I’m never leaving. I promise. When you wake up tomorrow or 50 years from now I’ll be here to kiss you good morning. Listen to my heartbeat and sleep.”-Jamie kissed each of his eyelids when they slid shut and Cam sighed into his chest, curling his fist into his shirt.

“Love you…”-Cam whispered.

“I love you too.”-Jamie pecked his cheek gently.

“Mine…”-Cam slurred with his last shred of consciousness before sleep pulled him over.

“Only yours. I’m so sorry it took me so long to find you. I’m so sorry I hurt you. But I’ll make it all better from now on. I’ll make you so happy you won’t be able to breathe. I promise you.”-he whispered to the sleeping boy in his arms before settling next to him for a nap.

They had a lot to talk about when they woke up.

Cameron will find it hard to believe and he’ll doubt himself and his sanity.

He’ll tell Jamie all about his past and Jamie will hold him again, and he’ll let his love heal him until his brand new, and happy and smiling.

Cameron will also show Jamie his drawings of him and Jamie will realize how utterly and completely loved he is.

And he’ll return that love; with everything he is.

“Awww look at them.”-Kurt squealed and bounced as he watched them cuddle through the remains of Cameron’s door.

“They broke the door. Again.”-Blaine rolled his eyes but even he had to admit they looked adorable all snuggled up together.

“Blaine….”-all of a sudden Kurt sounded frightened and Blaine tensed in worry.

“Snowflake, are you okay? What’s wrong?”

“Do you think they’ll be cuter than we are?”-he asked and Blaine scowled at his mischievous expression.

“You little minx. You scared me for a minute there. And no…nobody can be cuter than we are. I mean have you seen you in wolf form. That’s like cotton candy sweet. We’re all set.” –Blaine winked and started walking down the hallway to deal with Lottie and her parents who came to pick her up.

It turned out she was obsessing over Jamie for quite some time but they had no idea she would try to do something as serious as falsely claiming somebody else’s mate.

Blaine’s parents were already informed and would be dealing with the situation as they deemed fit and Blaine felt happy the decision wasn’t on him.

The only thing he had to worry about now was Kurt meeting his parents.

That should be fun.