Nick hummed a cheery little tune to himself as he carried over his tray full of coffee and muffins from the lovely young girl he had unashamedly flirting with to get another couple of free muffins, to the table in the cosy corner of the little cafe they found, where everyone was sitting discussing the order of the day. While everyone was dressed in t-shirts or short sleeved shirts, Kurt sat between Jeff and Blaine, still wearing his red mac to hide away his pistol and sais from prying eyes, a pair of gloves next to him on the table, looking very warm and uncomfortable.

"Here we go, the perfect wakeup call after a long, long night followed by an inexcusably early morning, to which I still don't totally understand." Nick rolled into his spot next to Jeff pecking him on the lips and handing out the coffees, but leaving the muffins for the others to grab at.

Blaine was the first to reach out for a blueberry muffin, placing a white chocolate chip one in front of Kurt, the others jumping in once their Alpha was done.

"Isabelle's clan isn't too friendly towards me... as a hunter. I would always visit them during the day because it gave me a slight advantage if they decided they wanted to rip my head off. Also, they are not a fan of my Hound, so if something happens, I'll need all the advantage I can get." Kurt explained, picking the chocolate chips out of his muffin.

"Which is why we're going." Blaine stated, shaking a couple of sashes of sugar into his coffee, "If something does happen, Kurt will need us to help him get away. Once Kurt's done, we'll head home."

Kurt smiled to himself behind a sip of his coffee as Blaine referred to Lima as 'home', a warm feeling settling in his stomach.

"How big is this clan?" Wes asks, nudging Thad to give him a piece of his muffin, taking it straight from his fingers.

"Two hundred on our last count." Kurt fed Blaine a piece of his muffin, then gave another to Jeff when the wolf whined at him.

"When was the last count?" David asked.

"Six months ago." Kurt replied, sucking his thumb clean.

"Seriously? New York, and they did a count six months ago?" David huffed, shaking his head.

"It's because it's New York that it happened six months ago. There are fifteen different clans hidden in the city, most of them don't take kindly to hunters keeping tabs on them." Kurt informed, snatching his muffin to his chest when Jeff reached out for another bite, growling at the now pouting wolf.

"The numbers could've jumped since then, especially with the demons ransacking and breaking up clans. This day could turn out to be very interesting." David sat back in his seat, looking out the window at the bustling street outside.

"Yeah, and the sooner we get there the better. It's about a half an hour walk from here." Kurt tapped his watch standing from the table, the others following when Blaine stood with Kurt. Nick wrapped an arm around a huffing and puffing Jeff with a chuckle.

"Walking! I hate walking!" Jeff complained stamping his feet, his pout prominent even as Nick kissed his cheek.

The walk to the clan's hideout was peaceful, Kurt and Jeff finding themselves slightly distracted by some of the high fashion window displays. At one point Nick had to grab Jeff's arm and drag him away from a sales rack just beyond door of one store with a promise to take him shopping another day. Even Wes and David paused in front of a book store to glance at the new releases on display.

The high streets of New York turned into smoky, residential streets, turning them down a dirty alleyway, heaped in rubbish and covering in graffiti. The ground was sodden in a brown, foul-smelling liquid, none of them wanting to know what it was as they tried to carefully make their way through. A barbed fence blocked off the alleyway from a large abandoned storage yard; rows and rows of dirty, old beaten up cars filled every available gap, dust piled on top of them, and in the centre, a small office block, windows broken or boarded up.

Kurt wrapped a gloved hand around the barbed wire, eyes searching the lot for any movement, while sniffing the air, able to make out trails of a familiar scent leading from all directions into the small office block. Thad's growl started the other off, shoulders twitching, feet pacing and teeth on show until Blaine snapped at them, calming them. Wes huffed at Blaine then walked over to Kurt, pressing a hand to the back of his neck.

"Can we just walk in?"

"I can. You wolves do what you need to do."

Stepping away from the fences, Kurt bounced on the balls of his feet, taking a deep breath before running at the wall next to the fence, hand reaching out to the drain pipe over their heads then bouncing to the other side and forcing his body to jump over the fence, landing and denting the roof of a once beautiful blue karmann ghia. Pulling out his gun with his gloved hand, Kurt jumped down from the car, taking a quick look around to see if anyone was coming, then motioned with the tilt of his gun for the others to follow his lead.

Blaine was the first to morph, leaping over the fence with ease, the others following behind him and morphing back as they followed Kurt through the endless rows of cars. Kurt noticed some of them weren't in as bad a condition as the others and wished he could send a few back to his dad's garage. A growl from Blaine echoed his own concerns about the yard; it was way too quiet.

He watched Thad and David circle the office block, peering through the windows but there was nothing of interest to see, but just by a sniff into the air they could tell this was the entrance to the lair. Kurt was the first to jump through a window, followed by Blaine, stepping over to a mound of earth, which opened up into a tunnel.

"This it?" Nick asked, sniffing the air in the tunnel.

"Yep..." Kurt sighed, "I'll go first."

Kurt stepped into the tunnel, his grip on his gun tightening ever so slightly as the scent around him increased with every step. He smelt the increase in sandalwood, looking behind him to see everyone had morphed into their wolves except Blaine, whose eyes were glowing gold while his back straightened and he tilted his head ever so slightly higher.

As the tunnel opened up, they were greeted by an underground warehouse, reaching out far beyond their eyes could see. In the centre of this huge room was a pool of water where the wolves could bathe, while water fountains trickled against the walls for drinking. There were a couple of doors on each of the four walls, but from the blankets laid out all around, it was obvious that all the wolves slept and cohabitated in this one room.

A gang of ten wolves approached the intruders, growling threateningly, teeth gleaming in the florescent lighting above and golden eyes fixed on them. Their fur stood on ends as they circled the group, Blaine's own wolves returning their stance, while Blaine just stood strong, staring down at the gang.

"Where's their Alpha?" Blaine whispered to Kurt.

"I don't know." Kurt muttered back.

Kurt stepped forward, not fazed by the increased growling now coming from the group of around fifty wolves they had gained the attention of. One wolf snapped forward at Kurt, only to find his pistol pressed between his eyes. The growls didn't waver, but they did step back slightly from the hunter.

"I'm here to see Isabelle." Kurt raised his voice over the crowd.

One wolf morphed into a skinny, dark skinned man, black hair tied back, dressed in a tan leather jacket and jeans, "What business do you have with our Hound?"

Kurt didn't know this wolf, he was new from the last time he was here, "She called me last night, wanted to speak with me about the demon you're all having trouble with."

At that, the wolves seemed to back away slightly, but Kurt could tell from their stance that they were ready to attack if needed. Kurt removed his pistol from the wolf's head, noticing the slight burn he'd left there.

"Isabelle didn't mention anything about that to me." The man drooled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Where's your Alpha?" Blaine growled, stepping in front of Kurt.

"Out on a hunt." The wolf obediently answered the Alpha.

Blaine's eyes drifted back to Kurt with worry, before returning to the wolf, "Your Alpha didn't know about our visit?"

"If she did, she didn't care."

"Then she's an idiot." Blaine growled.

The wolves around barked at Blaine, Wes sweeping forward to protect his Alpha. Blaine growled back, washing his scent over the pack, huffing when they backed down.

"I'm only here to see Isabelle, and then I'll be out of your hair." Kurt spoke up, putting his gun back in its holster, the wolf relaxing slightly at the action.

"She's in the back room." The wolf tipped his head to the door to his right.

Kurt turned to walk passed the gang surrounding the doorway, but was met with snapping wolves, "Tell them to get out of my way." Kurt threatened, hand on his pistol again.

"They don't listen to me." The wolf laughed.

Blaine's hand rested over Kurt's as he walked in front of him, morphing into his black wolf and snapping at the group in their way. Slowly they moved apart, jumping back when Blaine snapped, growled or huffed at them. Kurt followed just behind Blaine, Wes and the others right behind him until they reached the door, where Wes organised the others to sit around the door while Blaine morphed back.

"Wait out here for us, and behave." Blaine spoke to Wes, ruffling his head.

Kurt opened the door stepping in first, letting Blaine close the door behind him while he examined the room. Just like the main area, it was four simple grey walls with a small fountain of water in the corner, however in here, it was obvious the trained eye of a fashionista had been allowed to go wild with the decor. The walls were covered in modern art and six foot long posters from various fashion shoots, while the floor was mounted with circular rugs acting as stepping stones to various areas of the room. In one corner lay a pile of plump pillows covered in silk sheets of various colours, with piles of drawing paper scattered around and pencils rolling around on top of the drawings of clothing. A large computer sat in the other corner, giving off an eerie blue light.

Movement came from the mountain of pillows as a slim white wolf awoke, stretching out her front paws and yawning, giving her long fur a shake and licking her lips. She tiptoed out of the comfort of the pillows and trotted over to Kurt and Blaine to sit in front of them. Kurt smiled down at the wolf, inhaling that beautiful scent he could never quite put a label on, but frowned slightly at the rumble he could just make out from Blaine.

The white wolf morphed into a slender woman, long curly blonde hair flowing over her shoulders, wearing a ruffled, black alice dress. Kurt returned her beaming smile immediately, opening his arms out to accept her hug, laughing at the cooing she gives him while stroking his hair with mothering comments about how much he'd grown.

"I hope the guys out there didn't give you too much trouble." Isabelle apologised as she pulled away from Kurt.

"Just the usual, but, where's Anna?" Kurt asked about their Alpha.

"She's out on a hunt, they've been out for the last two days so I couldn't contact her to get her back in time." Isabelle explained, eyeing Blaine up and down, "But I see you brought your own."

"You do realise how dangerous it is for another Alpha to walk into an unprotected lair?" Blaine snapped, his growl still just audible, his eyes still pure gold.

"Do you intend to cause trouble?" Isabelle asked, moving a hand to her hip.

"Not as long as they keep their hands of my wolves and my Hound." Blaine grumbled.

"Well good then." Isabelle clapped her hands together.

Kurt frowned at Blaine, not understanding his mood but turned back to Isabelle, "What did you want to discuss?"

Isabelle swayed on her feet slightly, "Sue called me, trying to get information on your Hound. Asking about how you were supposed to transport yourself to the Elysium fields and put the key back, but I told her I'd only tell you."

Kurt's eyes widened at her words and the knowing smile on her lips, "How do you know?"

"My father's sister-in-law was the key way back when. They were able to keep her hidden until she turned twenty one, and while she was alive they searched everywhere to figure out how they could return the key and they found it, but she couldn't figure out how to do it in time." Isabelle explained, stepping over to a stack of drawings next to her computer.

"Why doesn't the academy have this on file?" Kurt asked, walking with her.

"Because there's no file to give them, and none of us have any intention of going into that academy or giving away our secrets to hunters." Isabelle growled, looking up when Blaine growls back from his spot by the door.

"If the academy knew what you knew, when they found out about me they could've trained me to put an end to all this! Instead I'm playing catch up on a deadline. That demon who started all this is on his way and could be here in a week or two, if that." Kurt found his voice squeaking as his spoke, coughing to control it.

"We didn't know our key would also be a hunter one day, we couldn't take that risk." Isabelle explained, handing Kurt a piece of paper.

Kurt turned the paper in his hands, glancing over the crude drawings of a white wolf with a transparent wolf being pulled from the solid body, next to that a drawing of the transparent wolf standing in front of the gate. The drawing below showed a blue light in the transparent wolf's chest and the final drawing showed the wolf returning to the solid body from the first drawing. Kurt eyed Isabelle with a confused stare, "What's this?"

"That's what my aunt had to work with, she found it in a grave of an old Hound. It shows how you're supposed to get to the Elysium fields and return the key..." Isabelle eyed Blaine again as the Alpha huffed and started walking around the room, eyes forever on the two Hounds.

"I'm sorry about him, I don't know what's got him so ruffled." Kurt apologised, grunting at Blaine in a warning.

"I know why." Isabelle offered, watching Blaine, "It's because there's two of us and one of him. Alphas don't like to be intimidated and with the two of us as Hounds, we're stronger than him and his wolf doesn't like it."

"But... Blaine's taken on another Hound in his clan... along with me when I join. He said he wanted that, that he didn't care how many Hounds he had in his clan." Kurt frowned at Blaine, watching him start to pace.

"He may want to do exactly that in his heart, but his Alpha will never allow it, Kurt. Neither will the other clans." Isabelle warned him, squeezing his hand.

Kurt turned his eyes to Blaine, his heart racing but also filling with fear and dread, "What should I do?"

"You need to submit to him, make him feel superior and like he's in control. Just be careful, no matter how good the soul, Alphas can be dangerous in this state." Isabelle warned, her head kept low as Kurt smelt her scent lowering.

Rushing over to Blaine, he gripped his arms, bending his knees slightly to appear lower than Blaine, the move helping to calm Blaine slightly, "Blaine, you need to relax. You're scaring me." Kurt whined, rubbing his hands over Blaine's chest.

Blaine took a deep breath, shutting his eyes for a moment, "I'm sorry Kurt, I want to do this. I need to do this for you, for Liam." Kurt could feel how hard Blaine was breathing through his chest, the low rumble of a growl never leaving him. He pressed his body against Blaine, rubbing his head into his neck, pressing calming kisses over his neck and jaw line, leaning in slightly to whisper in his ear, "Bite me, make me submit... see if it helps." Kurt whispered.

Blaine's eyes glowed as he grabbed Kurt's mac, pulling him close, only hesitating slightly before biting down hard on the junction between his neck and shoulder with a hungry growl, a thrill spilling through him as Kurt's body relaxed in his hold and Kurt let out a pained yelp, his head thrown back. Blaine licked and sucked at the skin for a moment, revelling in the whimpers coming from Kurt then biting down again, hand gripping Kurt's hair to gain better access to the assaulted skin. Kurt gripped Blaine's shoulders, panting heavily as he felt his wolf give everything to his Alpha.

As Blaine began to relax, he let Kurt go, watching him fall to his knees, head pressed against his stomach, rubbing against it affectionately, little whimpers still seeping through parted lips. Stroking Kurt's hair, he urged him to his feet, delighted when Kurt followed him up by the touch on his chin, keeping his head lowered when he stands. Tilting Kurt's head up, Blaine kissed him possessively and Kurt allowed him to control the kiss, moaning his delight into his mouth.

Rewarded with a smile from Blaine when they parted, Kurt smiled back, feeling the tension slip from Blaine, "You okay now?"

"For now." He rested his forehead against Kurt's, "Thank you, my wolf."

"My pleasure, my Alpha." Kurt whispered.

Kurt waited with Blaine, enjoying the little nuzzles they shared, thankful Isabelle didn't try to pull him away and back to their business. With this situation, it would have to be Blaine who decided what would happen.

"What does my Alpha want me to do?" Kurt prompted, nipping his jaw.

"Go back to the Hound. Find out what you need to know." Blaine ordered, kissing Kurt's forehead.

"Yes, my Alpha." Kurt hated sounding so weak and submissive, but could tell how vital it was at this moment.

Kurt turned back and walked over to Isabelle, willing the blush he was sporting to go away. Isabelle smiled at him, squeezing his hand, "You did good. I'm sorry Anna couldn't be here to even things out."

"I didn't know an Alpha could be so easily affected..." Kurt's mind drifted to Liam, wondering what this meant for the tiny little cub.

"You've been left out of this world all your life, there's still a lot for you to learn." Isabelle reassured him.

"So... how do I return the key to the Elysium fields?" Kurt asked, picking up the drawings again.

"It's not so much that you transport yourself there, only witches have that sort of power. It's more your soul returns to its home, to where all Hounds' souls were created. You can't just transport anywhere you want, there's only one place your soul will want to go. You have to remove your soul from your body and while your soul will go straight to the Elysium fields from that point, your body will remain on earth in a sort of frozen state; no breathing, no heartbeat just... waiting for its soul to return."

"That sounds dangerous." Kurt whispered, his hands shaking slightly.

"It is. My aunt tried it once and couldn't wake for almost two months. She told us that even though she made it out, she found it very hard to put her soul back in her body... that was the first time she actually managed to get to the fields... and the only time... she was too scared to try again in case she couldn't make it back and then she got caught."

"Great." Kurt huffed, "So once I get there, how do I get this key out of me and put it back?"

"The key is part of your soul, see the blue light in this drawing." Isabelle pointed out the third drawing of the orb sitting over the wolf's chest, "I think it's locked away deep in your soul." Isabelle pulled out another drawing, this time of a lock with a blue light all around it. "I don't know how you're going to get it out of you, we were given no clues as to that part and my aunt couldn't figure it out either, but once you do get it out... I think you need to place it in the lock on the Gates of Tartarus."

Kurt nodded, looking over the drawings, "Is this all you have?"

"I'm afraid so." Isabelle sighed, "But this fairy godmother can show you how to transport your soul." She beamed at him, hopping into the centre of the room, beckoning Kurt over.

Kurt followed, smiling away a blush at the old nickname he had for her, standing in front of her, returning her nervous smile, "Now, close your eyes." Kurt raised an eyebrow at her before doing so, "Try to imagine the fields, imagine you're right there, back in your dreams."

"Wait," Kurt opened his eyes, "This isn't going to release my scent is it?"

Isabelle shook her head, "It shouldn't, you're releasing your soul from your body not letting it take over your human form. Now, close your eyes and imagine the fields." Kurt sighed, closing his eyes and concentrating. "Now, are you seeing through the eyes of your wolf?" Isabelle waited for Kurt's nod, "Good, now, try to step forward."

"My wolf doesn't move. I've never been able to move him in my dreams." Kurt moaned, shoulders slumping.

"That was your dreams, this is your conscious mind. Now, try to get him to step forward. Just one step, don't rush off." She warned.

Kurt sighed as he concentrated on his wolf, making himself look down at his paws, trying to move them, soon becoming frustrated when nothing happens. He can hear Isabelle trying to calm him, telling him to relax and become one with his wolf, but nothing works and he feels like crying. Being so close but yet so far to solving all his problems was draining him. Then, a paw quivered, and he could hear Isabelle squealing and clapping in delight, while he could just make out a gasp from Blaine, but it sounded so far away.

The paw stood still once more and Kurt opened his eyes, puzzled by the gleeful look Isabelle was giving him and the look of shock from Blaine.

"What happened?" Kurt breathed, his lungs feeling short of air.

"You did it. Just for a second, but you did it. There was this glow all around you and then it lifted, just an inch, above your head. That's it Kurt! All you have to do now is get your Hound to walk all four legs, three steps forward and you'll be in the Elysium fields."

"Twelve steps? I have to make twelve steps." Kurt groaned, "I barely made one paw shake slightly. How long is it going to take me to do that? And how do I get back from that?" Kurt asked, feeling defeated after his moment of victory.

"Just like when your Hound gives an unborn cub another Hound's soul, you just need to find your body back on earth and your soul will sink back into your body." Isabelle explained.

Blaine approached Kurt, placing a hand on his back, and Kurt reminded himself to fully submit to him, leaning against his body, letting Blaine tuck his head under his chin, "You did great, Kurt. We'll work on this together, we'll make this happen before Hunter arrives."

"I hope so." Kurt muttered, letting Blaine wrap his arms around him.

"I know you can, sweetheart." Isabelle cooed, eyes flickering to Blaine when the growl returned.

Kurt sighed, turning in Blaine's arms to look up at him, "Blaine, my Alpha, if you're ready, I think it's time you took me home." Kurt placed a kiss under his chin.

"I agree." Blaine whispered, kissing Kurt's forehead, the growl disappearing.

Kurt pulled out of Blaine's arms to quickly hug Isabelle before Blaine would start growling again, thanking her for her help then letting Blaine take his hand and lead him to the door.

"Take care, Kurt. I'll see you in your dreams." She called, waving them off.

Kurt waved back, "Bye, Isabelle."

As they closed the door behind them, Kurt could see Blaine relax immediately. That whole experience made Kurt wonder how Blaine thought he could cope with two Hounds and knew they'd have to talk. Wes rubbed up against Blaine, sitting at his side.

All the growling from before had gone, most of the wolves returning to what they were doing before they arrived, just the gang of ten wolves from before kept watch over them, growling only when Kurt turned to look at them. Without another word Blaine lead the way out of the lair, growling at the wolves who tried to step a little closer to Kurt, stepping in front to lead the way through the tunnel.

Once they returned to the office block, all the wolves morphed back and the grumbling began as to the attitudes of the wolves down below, but Kurt didn't hear them. What got his attention was currently battling against the steel walls of the building and streaming through the open windows.

"It's raining." Kurt's voice came as a quiver, eyes wide.

Blaine snapped at his wolves to hush them, going to the window to see how bad it was, growling as lightning shot down just behind the city's grey skyline, water pouring down heavily. Kurt tugged his mac off, pulling it over his head.

"Kurt, wait up. We'll go get the car and bring it as close as we can to this lot. That way if you get caught, we won't have far to run." Wes spoke up, walking over to Blaine, rubbing the Alpha's arm, "I'll go get the car." He offered.

Blaine nodded, "Take Thad with you."

Thad stepped forward, taking the keys from Kurt then gratefully receiving a head butt off Blaine before jumping out of the window with Wes, transforming into their wolves and making for the car.

"I can't believe I'm letting those wolves drive my car." Kurt groaned, pulling his mac down from his head.

"Just hope it's Thad driving and not Wes." Jeff chuckled, "Wes is a terrible driver. He thinks he's great but he somehow manages to destroy anything he gets behind the wheel in."

"If he even leaves a tiny scratch on that car, he's dead." Kurt warned, eyes narrowed in the direction the two went.

Kurt went and sat with Blaine, cuddling up against him between his legs while Jeff lounged across both David and Nick, who played with his hair. Kurt leaned his head against Blaine's shoulder, letting him place small kisses over his head and the back of his neck.

"Blaine," Kurt whispered, "What happened in there?"

"What do you mean?" Blaine whispered against his neck, placing another kiss over the mark he'd left.

"With you growling at me and Isabelle." Kurt stated, tensing slightly when Blaine stopped kissing him.

"Kurt... I..."

"If you couldn't handle being around more than one Hound then you shouldn't have taken on Liam... or me." Kurt sighed, still looking down at his hands rather than back at Blaine.

"Kurt, we wouldn't have to worry about Liam until he reached puberty." Blaine whispered into his hair.

"Then what? Just throw him out? Blaine, that's not fair to him, or Sarah and Liam." Kurt finally turned in Blaine's arms to look at him, hands rubbing over his thighs.

"I might be able to control it better by then, you saw how I relaxed once you submitted to me."

"I'm not going to do that for the rest of my life, Blaine." Kurt warned, "That's not who I am. I like it occasionally but I couldn't do that every day and be on tiptoes around you all the time. I wouldn't want Liam to have to do that either."

Blaine nodded, "I know... " He sighed, looking up and closing his eyes before returning them to Kurt, "Puck's asked for him."

Kurt nodded, slightly surprised, but understanding how Puck would feel being without a Hound in his pack, "Then, we will speak with Sarah and Liam and if they want to, they can join Puck's clan."

Blaine nodded in agreement, eyes downcast, "I'm sorry... I thought I could do it... but I guess I'm just another stubborn, power hungry Alpha."

Kurt's eyes widened as he watched Blaine blink back shamed tears, reaching in to kiss Blaine hard, wiping the slight moisture under his eyes, "You're nothing like that, Blaine. You're strong, kind and so caring... There's no way I'd trust you as much as I have if you were any of those things. You've proven that by the clan that stick by you and all the love they have for you. But you can't ignore a wolf's instincts, especially one as rooted as this."

Blaine nodded, kissing Kurt again, "I know, it's just so frustrating sometimes, I really wanted to have Liam in my clan. Him and Sarah and Liam are so kind hearted and my dad was ready to cast them out on their own, I couldn't let that happen."

Kurt smiled, "Like I said, so strong." He kissed his lips, "So kind." He kissed his forehead. "So caring." He kissed his cheek. "Who wouldn't want to follow an Alpha like you... You're already like no Alpha I've ever seen, you've already made a difference. So stop beating yourself up." He kissed his lips again, moaning when Blaine kissed back with a fire he wished they were alone for.

"I love you, Kurt." Blaine breathed against his lips.

Kurt smiled brightly, his heart pounding in his chest as he kissed Blaine, pulling away slightly to return those three words which meant so much to him, "I.."

A drop of water dripped from the leaking ceiling onto Kurt's cheek, riding down his cheek, under his jaw and down his neck. Gold flashed all around as Blaine and the others leapt to their feet, howls thrown up from the tunnel as thunderous paws raced up the tunnel. Thunder crackled above them as lightning swamped the yard.

Kurt was the first to move, his mac forgotten as he jumped from the building, racing through the mud and cars and morphing into his white wolf, Blaine and the others morphing and on his heels in seconds, but so were the others. Kurt skidded in the mud and turned away from the fence when a wolf pounced on him, weaving in and out of the cars to get away, hearing David bark and battle with the wolf behind him. Blaine's black form moved with him on the other side of the cars, jumping over Kurt's form when another wolf lunged at him. Kurt continued to weave, slipping under a truck when a wolf jumped in front of him, snarling viciously at him, and running back the way he came.

Kurt spotted Nick racing towards him and ducked to let the wolf jump over him, stopping the pursuit of the gang behind him. Blaine appeared on the cars above him, running with him, until he jumped over him to another car, tumbling to the ground with another wolf who had lunged. Jeff appears next to Kurt and pulled at his ear in the direction of the fence before rushing ahead to lead the way. Kurt followed him atop the cars, jumping from vehicle to vehicle, the other wolves closing in on him. Jeff jumped the gate, landing on the other side and turning to wait. Kurt jumped, but yelped when his tail is snagged between a pair of sharp teeth and pulled back, causing Kurt to roll on the ground as the gang huddle around, snarling and growling with intent.

Jeff makes to jump back but a group of wolves stop him, barking at the young wolf. Kurt cowered from the approaching pack, head frantically turning to find a route out. He can hear Blaine and David trying to get at him and he can see Nick crawling under the cars to try and get to him, but they're too far away. As Kurt decides to morph back, pulling out his pistol, Thad jumps over the fence, in front of Kurt, snapping and growling at the gang, giving Kurt the opportunity to morph back and jump the fence, running with Jeff, with Nick and Thad just behind them. He can hear Blaine howling to them, telling them to carry on and they do. They race down the alley as fast as they can, teeth snapping at their heels, until they come to a clearing, the Navigator skidding to a halt in front of them. Nick and Jeff jump in the back, but Kurt closes the door on them, jumping on the roof and once more morphing back to take hold of his pistol, firing at the gang chasing them. Thad joins him, still as a wolf, snapping at wolves' necks and throwing them aside as they try to mount the vehicle.

Kurt focused on his Hound when his bullets ran out, bring forth his blue flame to continue to fire at the wolves. He could smell Blaine and David and knowing that they're close, he rapid fires into the crowd, creating a path for Blaine and David to slip through. The Navigator took off, Kurt gripping the sun riser, shooting at a few wolves who chase them, while Thad dropped down to run with Blaine and David, who fight off the gang chasing the car.

Kurt dropped down through the sun riser to sit in the passenger seat, looking back to make sure the others are still with them. Jeff opened the side door as Blaine pushed David inside, who morphs back immediately, clutching his bleeding side, hissing at the pain. Jeff gets to work, pulling out his medical supplies to clean and patch up the wound. Wes flattened his foot down on the gas as they hit a highway, mingling with the other traffic.

Kurt and Nick look back, sighing with the relief when the gang doesn't follow them through the fast paced, heaving traffic and watched Blaine and Thad follow them in the forest off to the side of the highway. Jeff gave a thumbs up to Wes as he bandaged up David's wounds, who still remained lying over him and Nick, breath starting to return to normal. Kurt opened the glove box, pulling out a box of silver bullets, ignoring the hiss from Wes and reloaded his gun, frowning at the slight tingle he gets on his fingertips from the silver.

Placing the gun in the glove box with the box of bullets, Kurt starts to wriggle out of his clothes, starting with his shirt.

"Umm... what are you doing?" Wes asked, watching Kurt out of the corner of his eye.

"There are a lot of clans on this route and we don't want to risk them sniffing me out, or them attacking Blaine and Thad to get to us. So, I'm afraid, you'll just have to avert your eyes." Kurt wrapped the shirt around the back of his chair, arching his body in his seat to unbuckle his belt and shimmy out of his black jeans. "Don't worry, underwear is staying on."

"Thank God for that." Wes laughed, eyes focused on the road ahead.

"If you need a distraction, how about you tell me why Blaine agreed to take on both Liam and me, when it's obvious he can't cope around two Hounds." Kurt narrowed his eyes at Wes, pulling out a bottle of lotion to work into his skin.

Wes sighed, "Blaine's a good guy, he hates the fact that he's an Alpha. He's a born leader and takes his position with a dedication I haven't seen before in an Alpha, but he hates what comes with it; the possessiveness, the want for power and control and the need to be the strongest. Wolves follow him because he's all of that and more; he's caring and welcoming to all and very, very fair... but at the end of the day, he's still an Alpha."

Wes turned to look at Kurt until he remembered what Kurt was doing, turning straight back to the road. Nick tapped him on the shoulder, "Hey, tell him about Texas."

Kurt looked back at Nick, rubbing the lotion into his neck, "What about Texas?"

Wes sighed, shuffling in his seat with nervous energy, "We spent a couple of weeks down there with another clan, for shelter we would perform for them and it was going well. There were a few issues with the Alpha trying to subdue Jeremiah, and he and Blaine got into a few fights, but that's common place when two Alphas get together and we all knew it was coming and we swept it under the rug."

"Their Hound of God was a beautiful young woman, only sixteen... the Alpha was in his late fifties. She went to Jeremiah to plead with him to let Blaine take her with us when we moved on. She told Jeremiah she was kidnapped from her clan and was being forcing into mating with this Alpha. She had been flirting with Blaine throughout the entire visit, resulting in one of many of the Alphas' fights, and sometimes Jeremiah wouldn't be far off, urging Blaine to be friendly with her."

"I could tell Blaine was starting to become agitated by the two Hounds who were trying to get him to do what they wanted him to do, but I let it go when Blaine said it was fine, and he'd spoken with her already about her joining us when we moved on. I became busy then, preparing everyone for the inevitable battle we'd have to go through to get out of there alive, so I didn't see how the constant pressure the Hounds were putting on Blaine was getting to him."

"Towards the end of our visit, the Alpha went on a hunt with a group of his men. It took seconds for both the Hound and Jeremiah to bombard Blaine, telling him that they had to go right away. They were ordering Blaine... ordering an Alpha... and Blaine snapped. He bit Jeremiah to make him submit and did the same to the young girl... she jerked in his grip and her flesh tore open... She bled out..."

"Blaine was devastated. We were consoling him for months after, telling him that he had no control over it. He still thinks he can control it, wants to control it so he can be a better man, but... he can't. This is an Alpha's nature, not nurture."

"Plus, even if Blaine could control it, we'd still get the other clans becoming nervous and probably attacking us for having two Hounds." David spoke up, coughing harshly.

Kurt slowly rubbed the lotion into his thigh, jaw lax, heart pounding in his chest as he thought about the struggle Blaine was forcing on himself and the pain he must be going through, "But... what would happen when an Alpha has a Hound as a cub?"

Wes eyed Kurt suspisciously, "You can't adopt Liam, that's not how it works."

Kurt blushed, "No, he has Liam and Sarah, I..."

"It would be different then, because the cub would belong to the Alpha already, so the Alpha would always be above the Hound. The only issue would come from the other Hound, if they were unhappy with having another Hound in the group."

"So, you'd agree with giving him to Puck?" Kurt asked, rubbing the lotion into his foot.

"Yeah, I do. Especially with you letting Sebastian back into the ranks, I'm sure he definitely won't be happy with Blaine having two Hounds."

"I never knew it could be such an issue." Kurt muttered, pouring a bit of lotion into his hand.

"Blaine wishes it wasn't." Jeff uttered.

Kurt blushed as he rested his head against the back of his seat, swallowing hard as his cheeks reddened, "Okay, umm... no one look this way for a moment..."

"Why?" Wes asked.

"Because I'm almost done but I'd rather you not watch me stick my hand down my boxers to rub this lotion on." Kurt spoke between gritted teeth, his blush rushing down his neck.

"Oh God! No! Oh my God, okay, no, I won't look. Just... hurry up." Wes coughed, leaning his arm over the steering wheel to shield his eyes from Kurt.

Nick and Jeff sniggered in the back seats at Wes, also averting their eyes, while Kurt groaned in embarrassment, willing this day to be over and done with.