Blaine trailed a hand across a shop front, pocketing a small gift that had caught his eye only moments ago, dragging him into the shop with charming smile aimed at the young girl behind the counter. He smiled as he searched the streets for his prey, peeking through the alleys to try and get a glimpse of him. It was so much harder to track something which didn't have a scent, but Blaine was known for his abilities to track anything, and he'd be damned if Kurt was the first to elude him. He found him yesterday, in his office, not hiding very hard for Blaine's liking, but it had allowed them a moment of privacy before a howl from the forest parted them; Blaine having to return for the feast. He had promised Kurt a date today, to which Kurt taunted Blaine with, 'Only if you can seek me out.'

His mother had eyes on him all night, and the night before, with a knowing smile on her face. She was the only one outside of his clan that knew Kurt's scent, and he could tell by the way his mother discouraged his father from suggesting potential mates for him, that she had smelt his faint scent on his breath. She hadn't said anything, not once, not even through her telepathy, and for that Blaine was thankful.

He didn't quite understand the pull he had towards Kurt. He was beautiful, a beautiful temptress had been Blaine's first thoughts when meeting Kurt, a demon sent to lure the wolves into a vulnerable position with allure and skill at seducing an Alpha. Blaine had wracked his eyes over those long legs, thin yet toned waistline, strong arms and broad shoulders. But it was those eyes, those bright diamond blue eyes set against flawless porcelain skin, topped with silk soft chestnut hair. Yes, he was physically attracted to Kurt, but the blindness of his belief that the scentless man before him had been a demon had stifled those desires. However, since that night at the lake, that glimpse he was given of Kurt's Hound, changed everything.

Gone was the hatred towards the demon, left was the intrigue and the desire to know what Kurt was hiding, why he was hiding and it allowed him to once again admire the stunning beauty of the hunter. Now, he was allowed to see Kurt smile, to see him laugh... to kiss those soft lips and Blaine was drowning in the new sensations Kurt was allowing only him to feel. Blaine was determined to show Kurt that his yearning was not just for his Hound, but for the man, the man he'd found stunning from the moment he saw him.

Blaine turned around, the hair on the back of his neck standing on ends, striding down an alley when a smell caught him off guard; wolf's blood. The strong wave sent his senses wild, his instinct to protect one of his own surging him forward. As he weaved through the narrow alleyway, he could hear toddlers crying, adults trying to sooth them and hurry them inside and the heavy breathing of... Kurt. Picking up his pace, Blaine jumped a fence to come to a halt outside a nursery, the bright colours of the climbing frames in the playground and murals on the walls of the small nursery now splattered with blood.

Blaine took in the huddled children, tears streaming down their faces as they crowded the few adults trying to sooth them, limbs trembling. He tore his eyes away to the two lifeless bodies on the ground, one light grey, the other chocolate brown, blood still pouring from the long clean cuts across their necks and bellies, splashes of blood spilling out around the bodies and onto the black laced boots of their killer. Blaine wracked his eyes over the wet look black pants, bloodied katana sitting against one leg, up the graffiti t-shirt framed with a red cardigan, chest heaving behind the layers, then met those blue eyes filled with panic and relief, only for a moment before Kurt turned to the nursery staff, telling them to take everyone inside.

Blaine approached Kurt, placing a hand on his arm, needing that touch as much as he could tell Kurt needed it, feeling the tremor in Kurt's body through his fingertips.

"What happened?" Blaine watched Kurt's eyes turn to the wolves then back to him.

"I heard the children screaming and when I got here, these two wolves had already cornered a group by the sandpit. I managed to get the kids out of there but when I tried to question the wolves, they just attacked. I could feel their fear and their hunger, I don't know what happened to them but they were a mess, they had completely lost their human minds and were ravenous." Kurt's trembling fingers touched his lips, before turning to Blaine. "They must have been torn from their pack weeks ago to get that bad."

Blaine nodded in agreement, "If they were that lost then that would explain it, and if they were low ranked then they'd be no good at hunting in the forests; children are an easy prey but not very nutritious."

Kurt wrinkled his nose at that, and Blaine would've thought it was cute if not for the topic at hand. He stepped over to the wolves, inspecting their bodies, eyes glowing as they come across a few unnatural wounds, "They were attacked by demons. These burn marks aren't natural like a fire or a black witch's spell."

The huff Kurt released had Blaine on his feet in an instant, "Great... well, we can guess which demons did that..." Blaine watched Kurt's eyes become unfocused for a moment, picking out a memory from his thoughts. "I had to kill a demon last night as well." Kurt informed Blaine, wiping his katana clean on the wolf's back. "I tried to get information out of him but he was too dangerous. I had to finish him off... They're getting closer." Kurt muttered, twisting his katana in his hand.

Blaine nodded, eyes on the two fallen wolves. He wasn't thrilled Kurt had to kill the two starving, abandoned wolves, but he also knew they left him very little choice with so many children nearby. Silently, Blaine helped Kurt move the bodies to the forest, burning them on a pyre and howling into the sky, mournfully. He noticed the glance Kurt gave him, the thick swallow around his adam's apple and the sorrowful glint in his eyes. Yes, Blaine wasn't happy Kurt had to kill the two wolves, but neither was Kurt, and that lightened Blaine's heart for the hunter he was falling for.

Once the fire had died away, they walked back into town, Kurt crossing his arms over his chest, hands rubbing his upper arms, "So, today's game of hide and seek didn't go as planned." Kurt tried to break the silence. Blaine stepped as close to Kurt as he could, shoulders brushing, aware of the people walking by. "You had a job to do, we can try again tomorrow and I still owe you that coffee date." Blaine nudged him playfully, trying to lighten the mood.

Kurt stopped in front of Blaine, resting a hand on his chest, "I have to clear up the mess at the nursery, calm the staff and speak with the parents. You should go, and best tell your pack to stay clear of town for the day."

A heavy sigh left Blaine's lips as he cupped Kurt's cheek, "I'll come find you tomorrow." Blaine leaned in to kiss Kurt but his words stop him, "I'm visiting Sebastian tomorrow." The growl startled Kurt slightly, "He wants to talk about rebuilding areas of the mines, so I'll be gone for most of the day." Chestnut hair was gripped by olive skinned hands while gold meet ice blue, "You know he's just making excuses to spend more time with you, keep you away from me." Blaine growled.

"If he brings work to this town by rebuilding the mines, through his need to lure me in, then I will gladly entertain him." Kurt pressed against Blaine, a teasing smile on his lips, only inches from Blaine's, "And no one can keep me away from you." Blaine wanted to kiss Kurt, but they were both too aware of the looks they were getting from the locals, "Nor I from you." Blaine whispered. "You know, we're getting a lot of unsettling looks from the people passing by."

"Leave the locals to me. I'll just tell them you weren't happy about the kills and I was making peace with you. Now go, I'll see you soon."

Blaine settled his hand on Kurt's chest before letting it slide away and step back from Kurt, "Take care, my wolf."

Kurt beamed at the nickname he seemed to have acquired, watching Blaine transform into his wolf and disappear into the trees. Kurt sighed heavily, already missing Blaine's presence and turned back towards the nursery, glad to have something to take his mind of the black wolf with piercing hazel eyes.

Kurt covered his mouth, to hide the yawn that escaped as he patrolled the streets two days later. Sebastian had kept him at the mines late last night, going over designs and companies he could use... and trying to get Kurt drunk. Kurt had used his normal tactic of submitting to the Alpha's advances when he deemed necessary, but Sebastian was unrelenting and on several occasions Kurt was forced to put Sebastian back in his place; dominating the Alpha and that was never a fun path to take.

Kurt rubbed his left arm, remembering how close Sebastian had been to tearing flesh. Kurt had held himself tall, forcing Sebastian back after being pinned against a wall, earning a growl and a fight to try and submit Kurt, but he was too fast for Sebastian... only just though. Kurt found himself stumbling into the park when he came back from his memories, taking a deep breath of the scent of nature to calm him.

A playful laugh pulled Kurt to the fountain, grinning at the sight before him. Nick was currently splashing water at Jeff, who was ducking and diving behind the figure of Elizabeth to avoid him, sticking his tongue out when Nick missed. Jeff squealed as Nick gave up splashing the water and just grabbed Jeff around the waist, pulling him into the water, causing a huge wave to drench the path around the fountain. Both jumped from the water soaking wet, pushing their hair out the way, giving the other teasing grins then reaching in to kiss one another with a fiery passion before growling playfully and splashing a tidal wave of water at each other.

They stopped when Kurt's laughter hit them, watching him hold his side while slowly walking over to them, "What on earth are you two doing? Apart from fornicating in front of my mother?"

"Playing." Came Jeff's simple answer with a mischievous grin.

"Playing?" Kurt questioned, hands on his hips as he waited for the two to clamber out of the fountain and shake the water from their bodies, Kurt stepping back out of reach from the splashes of water.

"Yeah, Blaine was a pain in the ass yesterday while you were off flirting with that Alpha and every one of us had to keep Blaine company, calming him, cuddling him... we all deserved a break today, so we decided to go find you and make you feel guilty." Nick grinned, prodding Kurt in the ribs.

"Guilty? I thought you lot liked a good cuddle session?" Kurt eyed Jeff.

"Yeah, but not when Blaine's all growly and snarly and wanting a cuddle every hour." Jeff spoke animatedly, re-enacting his best Blaine growl and snarl, delighting in the light snigger Kurt released.

"You wait until you're the one to settle his bad moods because some Alpha rubs off on you." Nick prodded Kurt's shoulder, grinning at the blush he gets.

"Oh please hurry up and mate with Blaine so we can stop listening to him badmouth Sebastian and Puck!" Jeff gripped Kurt's arm, a whimper in his voice.

"Puck?" Kurt almost shrieked.

"Yeah, after the party, with the witches' attack... Yeah Blaine told us about that." Nick confirmed Kurt's raised eyebrows, "He was growling about how protective Puck was and how you leaned into him and how you danced with him."

"Blaine's the jealous type then?" Kurt asked, his voice still high.

"Oh most definitely." Jeff nodded, sitting down on the grass.

"I heard him dreaming about white cubs last night." Nick teased Kurt, with an evil glint in his eyes.

Kurt got a dreamy look on his face as he stared over at the fountain. Nick pinched his side, grinning at how Kurt jumped away with a squeal.

"Don't tell me you've got the maternal bug too." Nick whined, but kept the wide grin on his face.

Kurt's blush rushed down his neck, under his black v-neck top, "No! No, I wasn't thinking about that... I umm... I have dreams about a meadow with a pearly gate, filled with Hounds... sometimes one leaves and sometimes new cubs join... Last week, two new adorable little white cubs joined, they were so full of life, one had one blue and one green eye and was so playful last night... it made a change from all the white wolves that had been disappearing."

"The Elysium fields." Nick whispered, explaining further when Kurt raised a brow, "I know you've heard of the Elysium fields, the afterlife for all pure beings. The pearly gates you talk of are probably the Gates to Tartarus. The meadow before the gates is where all Hounds are said to reside. It's supposed to be this magical place where all Hounds meet and regroup. Jeremiah use to dream of the meadow a lot, and would try and describe all the Hounds to us... he'd always describe the one who sat alone, closest to the gate... a distractingly, beautiful wolf who would greet the new cubs before letting them play."

"I sit by the gate." Kurt murmured, eyes distant.

Nick and Jeff exchanged knowing glances before turning twin grins at Kurt, putting Kurt off guard.

"Come to the village with us." Jeff jumped to Kurt's side, taking his hand.

"What?"

"Yeah, we want to show you something." Nick pushed on Kurt's back, urging him out of the park.

"Show me what?" Kurt turned to them.

"You'll see." They echoed.

Jeff and Nick both shifted into their wolves, Nick a chocolate brown, and Jeff a dark blonde. Shaking out their fur, they jump passed Kurt, heading down the street, turning back to check Kurt was following them. Kurt shook his head, sending a quick text to Finn, checking his gun, sais and katana then taking off in a run; keeping to his human limits while in the town. Once they enter the forest, Kurt digs deep, seeking out his wolf and running like lightning, taking off passed Jeff and Nick, enjoying the huffs they send his way, followed by playful howls as they catch up and take the lead.

Jeff snapped at Kurt's heels with a growl, watching Kurt jump, landing a foot on the trunk of an old, grand tree and leaping ahead of the two, weaving in between the trees to slow the larger wolves down, gaining space between them. Nick leapt at Kurt, claws dipping into a large root of an ancient tree Kurt rolls under, sending a smug grin back at Nick then charging off a ledge over a deep crater, grabbing a branch to swing himself the rest of the way, landing gently on the other side. Kurt only takes a glance back to watch Jeff and Nick back up to make the jump with ease.

Kurt laughed as they continued to play together in this manner, teasingly stepping onto Nick's back to leap ahead of him. Kurt felt free, alive and he didn't want it to end. The need to come out so he could enjoy these little streaks of joy was overwhelming, but every time Kurt got excited, his mind reminded him of why he couldn't do this.

Kurt slowed to a gentle walk as the log cabins came into view, Nick and Jeff skidding next to him, morphing back into their now panting, sweaty human forms. Jeff gripped Kurt's arm, bouncing on the balls of his feet, "We have to do that again! That was so much fun. You are so fast and full of mean little tricks. I like it." Nick pats Jeff on the back, "You could just about keep up, you old wolf."

"I'm just a little out of practise! Kurt's the first one to push me for a long while Nick, I need this! Kurt, please tell me we can run again soon."

Jeff looked at Kurt with such eager wide eyes that Kurt could only nod and accept his request. The two wolfs jumped and howled in excitement, rushing up the hill to where Blaine had stepped forward, silver cuffs dangling from one hand. Kurt watched Nick and Jeff bounce around Blaine, explaining their afternoon like two over excited kids in a toy store, until Blaine pressed his hand onto the back of Nick's neck firmly. They both stepped back calmly, looking down in slight embarrassment while Blaine stepped forward to Kurt.

Kurt smiled at Blaine, tilting his head to the side, "Spoil sport." Blaine grinned as he stopped right in front of Kurt, "They get over excited too easily. I can only cope with so much." Blaine's eyes ran over Kurt's body for a fleeting moment, before returning his gaze, "What happened to our game of hide and seek? I was looking forward to hunting you down today." The groan in Blaine's voice as he spoke sent shivers throughout Kurt's body, his fingertips tingling. "They told me there was something they wanted to show me. Sorry to spoil your fun."

Blaine looked back to Nick and Jeff, who smiled sheepishly at the pair. With a shake of his head, Blaine held up the silver cuffs, which looked heavy in his hand. "I'm afraid my father insists you still wear these." Kurt swung his arms around his back, giving Blaine a smile, "I know the rules, Blaine. This is Nathan's pack and home after all."

Blaine stepped around Kurt, eyes wandering over his form again while Kurt holds his arms back, a submissive pose which pulled Blaine closer, his eyes golden, a hand running over an arm, Kurt's lower back and a hip, squeezing hard, enjoying the little squeak that escaped Kurt's lips. With a smirk, Blaine gently placed the cuffs on his wrists, stroking the skin around the silver then trailing his hand up along Kurt's spine to his hair, gripping the soft locks, forcing Kurt's head back, exposing his neck.

Letting his lips trail over the soft skin of Kurt's neck, he tucked his nose into his hair taking a deep breath, an unashamed groan slipping passed his lips. Kurt shivered again, biting his lips as Blaine spoke into his hair, "You've changed your shampoo. It smells like lavender." Kurt nodded, swallowing hard when Blaine's lips return to his neck, "You seem to like my scent, so I thought I'd give you something since I can't give you that so openly." Blaine moaned his agreement, "It's lovely, but it's a dead scent compared to yours. Yours brings life and colour. Nothing could compare to it."

Kurt could see Nick and Jeff sniggering and whispering to one another as they watched the pair. It's enough to make Kurt step out of Blaine's hold, because of course, if Nick and Jeff were watching, it meant anyone else could be too. "How about we see what those two want to show me?" He suggested, tilting his head back to Blaine. With a huff Blaine agreed and followed Kurt up the hill to join Nick and Jeff, who take off down the path and over to a small cabin, surrounded by baskets of flowers, dead forest animals and bottles of various beverages.

As they stepped through the old oval front door, the cabin opened up, a large fireplace decorated in small handmade wreaths, flowers of all colours entwined with the holly and ivy. Cushions create a mountain in a corner of the room, below a large open window, two young kids, swinging their legs off the ledge, giggling at the adults all standing around the cushions. Nathan and Jane turn from the other wolves to smile and beckon over Nick, Jeff, Blaine and Kurt. Nick and Jeff scurried passed them and tumbled into the cushions, cooing noising coming from them as they crawled closer to another figure, lying in the mountain of silk and cotton. Blaine passed Nathan to greet his mother with a kiss, while Nathan approached Kurt, stroking his cheek, pressing his nose into Kurt's neck, lips grazing the exposed skin of his shoulder, "No wonder my son won't take a mate of my choosing. He's scented you..." Nathan locked his golden eyes with Kurt's, "Have you accepting him?" He whispered, waiting for Kurt's reply while his hand wandered through chestnut hair.

His eyes snapped to Blaine, swallowing hard, he knew Blaine had left his scent on him earlier, but he couldn't smell anything out of the ordinary, but then again, he knew little to nothing about how wolves mated or took a claim. Turning back to Nathan, he licked his lips, trying to find his words, "You've forbidden me from knowing anything about this part of your pack. I know the basics from what I've read, but I didn't know Blaine had left something like that on me."

"That doesn't answer my question." Nathan's hand ran down his neck, thumb rubbing over his Adam's apple.

"I want to accept him, but there is a lot standing in my way at the moment." Kurt whispered, damning himself for the blush on his cheeks, which brought a grin to Nathan's lips.

"Take the ceremony and you'll have my blessing." Nathan squeezed Kurt's shoulder, turning back to Jane, taking her by the waist to hold her to his side, kissing her neck lovingly.

Blaine held out his hand to Kurt, urging him to step forward with a warm smile. Kurt stepped up close to Blaine, enjoying the tender touch to his back. All eyes were on the young woman lying on the pillows, long silk dress sweeping over her small frame, blond hair matted around tanned skin and green eyes. Kurt followed her hand down to a cradled blue silk pillow, gold tassels handing from each corner, a white paw reaching down to bat playfully at one. Wide eyed, Kurt watched the small white cub roll onto his back, reaching out with tiny pink padded paws for the tassel again, pink nose wrinkling as he misses it, making a noise in annoyance. The young woman pulled the tassel up to dangle it above the cub, chuckling as the cub tried to reach up to grab it.

Kurt knew that cub, the new cub that had joined the meadow a week ago, one eye green, one eye blue. This was the cub that last night had run around all the adult Hounds, tugging at ears. The same cub that had spent the previous dream curled up against Kurt's Hound, sleeping peacefully until Kurt woke.

"When was he born?" Kurt uttered, drawing the attention of everyone.

"Three nights ago. His name is Liam, after his father." The young woman replied, voice still hoarse from the birth. Kurt held back his surprise at that; this Liam was born three days ago, but the cub in his dream had arrived a week ago. How was that possible? Were they the same wolf?

The elder Liam turned to Kurt with fright in his eyes, "You won't hurt him, will you? I know he's a Hound but..."

"I won't harm him. There's nothing wrong with him being a Hound, he will just need to be guarded carefully for now. It may be best to keep him indoors until I've dealt with these demons." Kurt assured the father, sharing in his grateful smile. "I will protect your son if I have to."

"Thank you, hunter." The young woman spoke, unshed tears in her eyes.

The young cub had stopped playing with the tassel and had been staring at Kurt as he spoke, his paws hanging in the air. Blaine leaned into Kurt, whispering in his ear, "He likes you."

Kurt smiled bashfully at the little cub, "Hey Liam, aren't you adorable." Blaine hand squeezed Kurt's cuffed hands behind his back.

The cub tumbled off his pillow onto another, crying out to Kurt. Jane briefed a look at Kurt before speaking, "Sarah, is it alright if Kurt holds the cub. It'll be good if Kurt can get to know the cub's smell if anything does happen." Jane reasoned.

Sarah nodded with slight hesitance, before smiling up at Kurt, "Sure, of course he can."

Blaine happily removed Kurt's cuffs, squeezing his arm before letting go. Slowly Kurt knelt, close to one of the last cushions, reaching out to help the cub stumble from cushion to cushion until he reached the one in front of Kurt. Rubbing his head against Kurt's palm he made a noise of contentment, padding Kurt's wrist with his paw. Carefully, Kurt cupped the cubs rear with one hand and his front paws with his other and carried the cub to his chest, cradling him there, enjoying how the cub nuzzled into him, paws reaching up to his collarbone, stretching, letting out a sweet little yawn.

Kurt smiled and chuckled at the small bundle in his arms, finger rubbing gently through the soft fluff on his head. Watching the small cub look up at him, his ears twitching in exploration, he swore to himself that he would put a stop to these demons, he would not let them near this village or this cub. This cub would never know the horrors that had befallen his brethren. Blaine knelt next to Kurt, finger running over the cub's back. "He's joining our clan."

Kurt turned to Blaine, tilting his head in confusion, but Nathan spoke for them.

"We can't have two Hounds in one clan. Sarah and Liam with join Blaine's clan with their cub and follow them when they find a new home."

Kurt's heart fluttered in his chest. That would mean Blaine's clan would already have a Hound, so where did that leave him? Kurt shook the thought from his head, instead concentrating on the cub in his arms, happy to know he'd have an Alpha like Blaine looking after him, a safe home where he would be loved... Kurt swallowed his dark thoughts down.

He knows what you are

What?

The cub, his gift is a seeker, he can tell what people are with a glance, and he already knows what you are

Shame he can't tell me

Do you really want to know?

Kurt glanced over at Jane, eyes narrowing, the hair on his arms standing on ends.

You know... don't you?

Jane didn't respond, but held his gaze.

I knew you were hiding something. Why haven't you told me?

Because I didn't want you to do something stupid

The small cub whined against Kurt's chest, a coo coming from everyone around. Carefully, Kurt handed the cub back to Sarah, smiling at how quickly he settled in her arms. Standing, he felt a brush of a hand on his back, turning a smile to Blaine, "Follow me." Blaine whispered.

"It was good seeing you, take care of that cub." Kurt smiled, nodding to Nathan, sending Jane a long look.

We'll talk tomorrow

He waved to Nick and Jeff, whom were dangling plush toys above the cub, then followed Blaine out of the cabin and down the path. It felt weird walking through the village without his cuffs on and the looks a couple of wolves gave him confirmed how unusual it was. A tug on his arm pulled Kurt round the back of a large lodge and he allowed his body to be pinned against the smooth wood, Blaine running his lips over his cheek and neck, covering what scent Nathan had left on him.

"You've changed the scent you leave on me." Kurt huffed, tilting his neck for Blaine.

"Can't help it. I want you, and it's so hard to hide that. I want nothing more than to claim you, to show everyone who you belong to." Blaine hummed into his neck, biting down on Kurt's pulse, marvelling at the way his body arched for him, a gasp of a moan slipping from Kurt's lips.

"We agreed not to push this until David got back." Kurt whined.

"I got word he'll be back tomorrow, but that's too long for me." Blaine sucked on Kurt's neck, marking him, smiling at the bruising skin under his lips, kissing it tenderly. Kurt body shuddered as Blaine spoke, "You looked so beautiful holding that cub, it made me want you even more."

"You need to protect that cub, make sure no one harms him or let others know he's here." Kurt gasped as Blaine's body rolled against his, encouraging Kurt's body to move with him, moaning as their hips rocked together. "W-What does that mean for us though?"

Blaine stopped to pull away and look at Kurt, "What do you mean?"

Kurt swallowed hard, his breathing ragged, "A pack can only have one Hound... you've just taken on that one."

Blaine grinned, chuckling to himself, "Do you still think I'm like all the other Alphas? Kurt, I let my clan wander across states, without me or Wes at times. No other Alpha would allow that. I don't care how many Hounds I have in my clan, the more the merrier... as long as I have the Hound I crave."

Kurt crushed his lips against Blaine, moaning as Blaine rolled his body against his, spreading his legs to allow Blaine to get closer, needing him, wanting him as close as possible. If David was due back tomorrow he was going to enjoy this day, because it could be their last. Blaine's tongue dipped into Kurt's waiting mouth, tongues tangling around moans of pleasure and need, Kurt fighting back against Blaine's domineering manner, determined to make the Alpha work for his prize. The hands on his wrists tightened, while hips rubbed together and Kurt couldn't help the gasp that escaped, allowing Blaine to attack and claim his mouth, revelling in the moans Kurt gave him in return. This was bliss, being here like this with this Alpha and Kurt soaked it all up.

Blaine pulled away with a growl, eyes aglow, panting against Kurt's bruised lips, "Run with me." He growled, biting on Kurt's ear, tugging.

Kurt's wolf whined at the touch, nuzzling Blaine's neck, arching his neck to whisper, "If you can find me..." Kurt bit down on Blaine neck, licking and kissing at the mark he leaves, "I'll submit to you."

He pushed away from Blaine with ease, swaying his hips as he stepped out from behind the house, trying to calm his body while riling up Blaine. He heard the growl in Blaine's voice, "I'll give you five minutes, hunter." Blaine called out, aware of the others now in the path around Kurt. Kurt turned a devilish grin to Blaine, "That's more than enough time, Alpha."

Blaine watched Kurt saunter down the path, a couple of wolves waving to him or bringing him into an embrace before he left the village and disappeared beyond the trees at a lightning pace. Turning up the path, Blaine whistled, listening to it echo up to his father's lodge at the top of the hill. A grey wolf slid to Blaine's side, transforming into Wes, who wrapped an arm around Blaine's shoulders nuzzling his neck, "You called?" He taunted, tugging at Blaine's curls.

"Get me that item I told you to hide." Blaine ordered.

Wes tugged at his shoulder, "You're going to ask him to mate with you on the next full moon?"

Blaine shook his head, "He's not ready. I want to but, if I show him how he makes me feel and what I want for us, maybe it'll prove to him that this is right. Then when the full moon comes..."

Wes sighed, pulling out a necklace in platinum gold from his pocket, long chain swinging against Wes' index finger, a hollow ball of interlacing swirls locked around the chain, a precious small pearl rolling around inside. Blaine took the necklace from him, tucking it into his own pocket. He had bought it because it reminded him of Kurt, a precious gift, locked away, only allowing a glimpse of the beauty within.

"Have fun out there, and good luck." Wes pressed his forehead to his Alpha's, patting his cheek before walking away.

Blaine turned his now golden eyes to the path out of the village. That was long enough for the hunter, for the wolf. Focusing his senses he stepped out of the village, walking slowly at first, catching the trail of freshly snapped twigs and disturbed leaves, skids in the mud and chipped bark on the trunks of trees. It was subtle, Kurt was good at hiding his trail, but Blaine was a trained hunter, the leader of the hunting party that would bring home a feast for his heaving clan.

Blaine couldn't smell anything at the moment, not his own scent, not the scent of the wolves that had embraced Kurt or the dead lavender of his shampoo. He followed the trail for now, weaving himself between the trees, amazed at how nimble Kurt was, his trail leaping from uplifted roots, to branches high up and against trunks of trees no normal human could manage. Kurt was obviously trying to avoid leaving a trail on the ground, but it wasn't good enough.

Only once did the trail go cold when Blaine followed a false path, his amused grin praising his wolf for tricking him. After half an hour he finally smelt it, his own scent mixed in with a tinge of vibrant lavender. He loved that Kurt was throwing off his own scent and he hurried to catch up with the Hound, his smile spreading when the scent picked up with each step he took.

He could see the lake to his left through the old tree trunk as his eyes focused on a hilly area, just beyond the willow trees Kurt and he had lain under after their last run. Blaine smiled at the memories of running with the white wolf, playing in the water and listening to Kurt's angelic laugh. He wanted that, he wanted to experience those little moments every day.

Spotting an opening in the wall of the hill, he sniffed the air, delighting in the strong scent of lavender seeping from the darkness. This lavender wasn't dead; this was rich, strong and delicate. It was Kurt's scent. With hurried steps, he stumbled through the narrow walk way, following the scent and small shards of light coming from the other end. As he emerged on the other side, he had to smile.

There lay Kurt, on a rocky platform, stone walls curving up to a small opening at the top, letting a small amount of light trickle in. A step below the platform shimmered a small pool of water, ripples spreading outward from the fingers Kurt let slice through the surface, creating patterns in the water. Kurt's eyes lit up against the light from the water, like diamonds, gaze turning to up Blaine, planting his feet where he stood, admiring this wolf's beauty. The whole cave smelt of lavender, of Kurt, and Blaine wanted to drown in it.

Pulling his fingers from the water, Kurt wiped them on his trousers, pulling out a small tube of lotion, rubbing the substance into his fingers.

"I got bored of waiting for you." Kurt smirked at Blaine, patting the ground next to him.

Blaine slowly approached, crouching down to crawl over to Kurt, nudging his head against his, "It wasn't that long, you're just impatient. How did you find this place?"

Kurt nudged Blaine back, watching him lie on his front, arms crossed in front of him, staring down at the water, "When I was at school, Finn brought all the lads to the lake for a party. I had been attacked by a wolf so I slipped away to find somewhere to hide before I could sneak off. I found the opening in the hill and came across this little hiding place. I stayed here all night. I like to come here now and again for some peace. The water leads to an opening under the lake, Santana uses it to sneak up on me when I'm hiding in here."

"It's gorgeous. The way the water reflects off the walls in those different colours. The beam of light shining down on..." Blaine looked up to Kurt, his voice in his throat as he watched the beam of light shine on Kurt's porcelain skin, bringing out the different shades in his coifed hair and making his eyes sparkle. "Shining down on you..."

Blaine reached up to stroke his cheek, Kurt's own hand cupping his so Kurt can press his lips into his palm then burying his face in the hand. Sitting up, Blaine moves his hand to the back of his neck, pulling Kurt into a slow, light touch of the lips, "So..." Blaine kisses him again, pressing a slightly harder this time, "I found you." Another kiss. "Where's my reward?" Blaine nipped at Kurt's bottom lip, growling playfully.

Kurt smiled as he ran a hand over Blaine's chest, "Now who's impatient." Kurt bit down on Blaine's ear with a tug, planting kisses down his neck then back up to his jaw before planting a kiss on his lips. Kurt joins in with Blaine's playful growls, nuzzling his neck with his nose and running his hands through his curls. Slowly he crawls away from Blaine, so he can roll onto his back, stretching his arms above his head and arching his back while he bends his legs, slightly parted. Blaine watched with fascination as Kurt submitted his body to him, completely vulnerable to the Alpha.

It was a sight to behold, Kurt's wrists crossed over each other, fingers twitching in anticipation, the arch of his back lifting off the ground, while Kurt's head tilted to the side, exposing the soft skin of his neck. He watched Kurt lick his plump lips, while his eyes gazed upon Blaine, waiting for him. Beaming a smile at Kurt, Blaine followed his lead, crawling over and around Kurt, his eyes never leaving Kurt's, who followed his gaze, his back arching more and his head tilted back to follow him. Kurt said he didn't know much about wolves but to Blaine, he was perfect in the way he submitted and called to his wolf with little whines of need.

As he reached his legs, Blaine nudged them open a little more, happy when Kurt obeyed him, allowing him to step between them, his hands coming to a halt either side of Kurt's head. He brings his knee up to rub against the seam of Kurt's jeans just above the curve of his butt, chuckling at the deep blush that flushed Kurt's cheeks and the gasp for air he takes in.

Unable to hold back any longer, Blaine dived in, kissing him hard, pouring his passion into every movement, moaning when Kurt pressed back into the kiss with just as much desire. He moved a hand to push up Kurt's top, needing to feel his skin against his, delighting in the shiver and whine Kurt gave out, along with the arch in his back, pressing their bodies flush against one another. When Blaine's tongue swept into Kurt's mouth, his Alpha groaned in excitement when Kurt didn't battle with him, giving himself over completely. It was like a drug, having this strong hunter and powerful Hound give everything to him, and it showed Blaine how much Kurt now trusted him. That above everything meant the most to Blaine.

Blaine's lips moved to the curve of Kurt's neck, who stretched to give him as much room as he could, openly moaning against the spark of passion flooding his body, rocking his hips against Blaine. Sitting back gripping Kurt's hips tight to hold them still, Blaine admired the dishevelled Hound below him, hands still above his head, cheeks flush and hair tossed around in all directions while he panted heavily.

"I can't wait for tomorrow Kurt, I want you now." Blaine growled, thrusting in his hips into Kurt.

Kurt hands came up to Blaine's chest as he groaned, breaking the connection, Blaine frowning at the worry in Kurt's eyes. A worry that stemmed from more than just how quickly they were moving, worry that came from dark memories. "Wait Blaine... you're... we're not going to... mate... are we?" Kurt was shaking with nerve and confusion.

Blaine smiled, stroking Kurt's hair back out of his face, "Kurt, we can't mate without a full moon. Didn't you know that?" Blaine would worry about what he saw in those eyes another time.

Kurt shook his head, the blush on his cheeks deepening, "No... I... I don't know the first thing about how wolves make a formal claim or mate. None of the packs who have settled here would let me know what happens. Said it wasn't for a hunter to know."

With a gentle kiss on the lips, Blaine smiled at Kurt, stroking his cheek. "Okay, I'll explain." Blaine sat back against the wall, motioning for Kurt sit with him, grabbing his arm when he's close enough and bringing him between his legs, his back pressed against his chest. He settled his arms around Kurt's stomach, happy when Kurt rests his own hands over Blaine's.

"I can make an informal claim on you by what I did earlier, by rubbing my scent over you."

"But it's different to your normal scent." Kurt started to trace patterns on Blaine's skin as he listened.

"Slightly, it's very subtle but noticeable all the same. For a formal claim, there is an exchange of gifts and the spilling of blood onto those gifts, which are worn by the pair at all times. If they remove the gift it means they reject the claim. A claim can be made at any time. Mating is different, it can only happen under a full moon when we are at our strongest. The pair must leave the clan to be alone during this, they profess their commitment to the other with the sharing of blood, and again the claiming gifts are covered in that blood and then they bond."

"Bond?" Kurt asked.

"They make love to one another under the full moon." Blaine husked into Kurt's ear, smiling as Kurt's eyes widen and he blushes yet again.

"Oh." Is all Kurt says as he swallowed hard.

Reaching into his pocket, Blaine pulled out the necklace, dangling it in front of Kurt. He watched as Kurt's eyes followed the orb, his finger reaching out to tap it gently before cupping it in his hands so Blaine can release the chain. Kurt turned in Blaine's lap, onto his knees, eyes confused as he gazed between Blaine and the necklace.

"What's this?"

"This is my gift, for you. I wanted to wait for tomorrow but I just couldn't. I want to make my claim on you today, right now."

"I don't have a gift."

"It doesn't matter, give it to me when you're ready, but I'm ready right now and I want this, more than anything." Blaine assured Kurt.

Kurt blinked back tears as he held the necklace over his heart, "But, what if what David has to say means you hate me or the pack turn on me? All the others did, everyone who seemed to know about me wanted me dead. You should wait until tomorrow."

Kurt tried to thrust the necklace back into Blaine's hand, but Blaine wrapped his own hands around Kurt's, cupping the necklace between them. "Kurt, it doesn't matter what David says, I will never think like that and my clan is loyal to you. No matter what David says, I will never stop wanting you." He wanted to added three precious words to what he said, but felt that it might scare Kurt away. That confession he'd wait until they'd heard what David had to say, so Kurt could see how much he cared even after hearing whatever tale was to be told.

Kurt sniffed back his tears, laughing sadly, "You're an idiot." He mumbled, slumping his head against Blaine's shoulder, who stroked his hair, "So, does that mean you accept my gift." He felt a shallow nod against his shoulder before Kurt sat back on his heels, wiping away his tears, "Yes..."

Taking Kurt's hands in his again he brought them to his lips to kiss his knuckles, then taking the necklace back, he motioned for Kurt to turn around. Lacing the necklace around Kurt's neck he secured it at the back, letting it settle against Kurt's neck, the orb resting just below his chest. As Kurt twisted the small orb between his finger and thumb, Blaine stood to walk around him and sit in front of him. While running his hand over Kurt's thigh, he slipped his hand over a sai, blood oozing from the small wound on his palm.

Kurt smelt the blood instantly and reached for Blaine's hand in worry but Blaine just brushed him off, grasping the orb in his bloodied hand and leaning into Kurt, their noses touching, "I am yours, and you are mine and with this, we are one, until we are whole." He whispered, his eyes completely gold as he made his claim, while Kurt sat back becoming overwhelmed by how strong Blaine's scent had become. Closing the gap, they sealed Blaine's claim with a kiss.

As they part, Kurt raised Blaine's hand to his lips, his tongue darting out to lick at the blood, his eyes glowing as he took in his Alpha's blood, both of them moaning at the sensation. With a push to the shoulder, Kurt lay back down on his back but pulled Blaine with him and they fall into a playful battle, biting and nipping at exposed skin, hands pulling at clothes to get at more, while they growled and snapped at one another. They laughed at each other's antics between kisses, Kurt all too eagerly removing Blaine's shirt, biting back a moan as he roamed the toned olive skin chest beneath his hands, which claw down to his abs. Blaine jerked away with a chuckle as Kurt hit at a ticklish spot on his waist, which in turn spreads the widest grin on Kurt's lips as he tried to reach for the spot again, a merry of hands flying until Blaine had a flushed, panting Kurt pinned down again.

Slowly, Blaine's hands slid down Kurt's arms, which stayed above his head, and down his chest to the hem of his t-shirt, then back up taking the t-shirt with him, pushing it over his head and off his arms. Sitting back on his heels, Blaine's fingertips travelled over Kurt's chest, the platinum orb rolling around in the hollow below his chest, the pearl within rocking, stirred, just like Kurt's wolf, while the reflection from the water ripples over his alabaster white skin. His fingers stopped at the belt on Kurt's jeans, golden eyes meeting ice blue for permission, Kurt nodding his head shyly with a lick of his lips, resting his head on his arm to watch.

The belt gets thrown aside first then the tight jeans, with the help of Kurt, who lifted his hips off the ground while laughing at Blaine's attempts to remove the offending garment, slapping him playfully when Blaine threatens to tear them off. And there he lay, Blaine's prize, sprawled out in front of him, every inch of his skin on display, long toned legs curving over each other as Kurt became ever so shy in his exposed position. A flash of fear and remorse crossed those cerulean eyes and Blaine was cradling his cheeks in an instant.

"Kurt, if this is too much we can stop. I can wait, you've been through so much with that demon. I will wait." Blaine whispered to him, kissing the tip of his nose.

"It's just..." Kurt bit his lip again, his hands coming down to cover his chest before continuing, "I don't want to... go all the way... not tonight. Not that I don't want to, it's just... when we do I want to be free. I can feel everything from you, Blaine, from your expressions, to the way you move your body... to the change in your scent. I want you to feel that too, and while I'm hiding away like this you can't, and I don't want you to heighten your scent because then you won't be able to enjoy it as much as you deserve to... and yeah, I know I shouldn't let that demon get in the way but... he's still there." Kurt blinked back frustrated tears.

Blaine pressed a tender kiss to his lips, "You're amazing, you know. I'd wait for you forever, Kurt. Just accepting my claim and letting me see you like this is enough for me. One step at a time, yes?"

Kurt nodded, "Thank you."

Arms wrapped around one another, pulling close, Blaine's chin hooked over Kurt's head, stroking the soft strands, while his other hand rested on Kurt's hip, thumb rubbing soothingly. Kurt slowly pressed kisses over Blaine's neck and chest, one hand wrapped around his waist while the other rested over his heart.

And there they lay, until the night called Blaine back to his clan and Kurt's night patrol began, promising one another to return to what was now their secret place when Kurt was ready.