The party was in full swing at the bottom of the canyon with small groups of wolves peering out of the tunnels on the levels above. Puck had brought his sound system and spent all day wiring the mines, powered by the generator just outside, the walls vibrating against the beat of the music.

Kurt and Sid had to arrive in separate trucks to bring all the beer and alcohol Sebastian had listed and Kurt had contemplated going back to his office for more than just the pistol he carried tonight and his sais in the glove compartment of the truck. Empty barrels were already being used as makeshift chairs, red cups littering the dance floor. Kurt had taken note of the wolves present, a small smile creeping out at Will's and Emma's absence knowing this would be Emma's version of hell.

The Andersons still hadn't turned up and Kurt was glad to have the first few hours to calm his nerves, with the help of Sebastian, who was willing Kurt to join in on a few rounds of shots. It helped him to loosen up but Kurt knew to keep his wits about him. He was here to keep Sid safe and stop any blood baths. He'd watched as Sebastian and Puck strolled around the canyon, hands reaching out to members of their packs now and then, while some would approach the two for a hug, a touch or a press of a cheek to take in the scent of their Alpha. A calming mechanism only an Alpha could exert, which also calmed Kurt's nerves, stopping him from tugging on the buttons of his white shirt or dark grey waistcoat.

Puck slid up to the bar, reaching over to grab a bottle of tequila, tipping the contents into a tray of shots, shifting a grin in Kurt's direction. "So, hunter, when are we going to see that tight ass on the dance floor?"

Kurt smiled, he missed Puck from their 'good' school days, but it was him and Lauren who chose to live in the mountain tops and that was a trek Kurt didn't have as much time for as he wished. "You'll need to get a few more of those down me before I step foot on that dance floor, Noah."

Puck pushed a shot glass in Kurt's direction, the yellow liquid swirling round the small glass, "Well, I'd better keep these coming." The grin on his face was contagious and Kurt saluted with the glass, chinking Puck's own before downing the contents and slamming the glass upside down on the bar. "Urgh! That stuff is gross." Puck laughed slapping him on the back, "Right, you took the drink. Now you owe me a dance." Kurt's eyes widened in horror, "What?! That wasn't the deal!"

Puck grabbed Kurt's wrist, pulling him off the bar into the centre of the dance floor, slipping passed dancing couples and wolves running through the crowd. He laughed at Puck who dragged him into a circle with Mike and Tina and started to sway his hips in time with the beat before Mike pushed him aside to show him how it was done.

The lights above shifted as the music changed, the beat getting heavier and Kurt felt his body relax, rocking his leather clad hips, letting his head lull back, the music taking over. He was still close enough to see Sid so he allowed himself this moment to connect with the people he missed and the wolves he'd met. He danced with Tina and then with Puck but he didn't even attempt to keep up with Mike, he was having a great time, so when he felt a pair of hands on his hips and looked up to see Sebastian smiling down on him, he didn't shy away, he just leant back and danced against him, their bodies moving to the beat.

Those strong hands held his hips strong and Kurt tilted his head back to rest on Sebastian's shoulder, his own hands reaching back to run through his hair and he felt the Alpha's lips on his temple, running down to his cheek and then his ear, whispering to him, but Kurt couldn't hear him. His eyes had already moved to the stairwell in front of him as the Anderson pack made their entrance, with Blaine leading the way.

Blaine's eyes were on fire as he watched the pair, and Kurt could feel Blaine's scent from where he stood. He was angry, he was angry with Kurt, and Kurt could only presume that he was angry with him for his secret. Sebastian's eyes followed his and Kurt felt the rumble of a growl from his chest through his back as Sebastian's own scent suffocated him.

Kurt pulled away from Sebastian to face him, placing a hand on his chest, "Go greet your guests. I'm going to see how Sid's coping." With a pat to the chest, Kurt left Sebastian to greet Blaine as he found a shot glass and downed the contents, deciding that he wasn't drunk enough to deal with Blaine. He heard Sid laughing and turned up an eyebrow at him.

"Something funny, Sid?"

Sid smirked handing out more drinks, "I've just never seen you like this. Drinking, dancing, enjoying yourself... it's good. You should relax more often."

"I've still got my hunter hat on." Kurt retorted to which Sid nodded, "I know, I saw you checking on me, and I'm thankful, I know this is what my daughter wants but, it's still uneasy for me. You know she asked me if I wanted to take the ceremony in the next full moon."

Kurt turned to him, "I didn't know that. You going to do it?" Sid shrugged, serving out another tray of shots, "I don't know... It's a big decision and I'm still weighing it up." Kurt turned to watch the crowd, "Well don't let yourself be forced into it." Kurt's eyes found Sebastian talking amicably with Blaine and Thad, who were smiling, so Kurt allowed himself to relax again. If Kurt could say anything about Sebastian, he knew how to charm anything.

Wes came to the bar, smiling and patting Kurt's shoulder, "Sorry we're late, we went on a hunt before coming over. How's it been?"

Kurt weighed up Wes' reaction to him, deciding that Blaine hadn't told him about Kurt's wolf and nodded, "It's going really well, all the packs have chipped in and everyone's been getting along. I broke up a little fight between two wolves earlier but it was just over what song to play next." Wes laughed, "Wow, that sounds serious, good thing you were around." He joked.

Wes ordered a large amount of drinks, filling the temporary bar surface and by the look on Sid's face it was going to cost a tidy sum. If Sid was lucky he'd make tonight what he'd normally make in three months. Some of the Anderson wolves came to the bar picking up handfuls of drinks and passing them around, Wes passing one to Kurt. Their eyes found Blaine and Sebastian in a quiet corner, talking with what looked like hushed words.

"Should I be worried?" Kurt directed to Wes, but kept his eyes on Blaine, admiring how his curls had been tamed with a small amount of gel, while wearing dark denim jeans teamed with maroon cardigan. He was looking at Sebastian but his body was turned towards the bar and Kurt didn't miss the quick glance sent his way.

"No, it's just two Alphas muscling it out, laying claim to what they want. You never seen two Alphas go at it?"

"Oh yes I have but not like this, normally there's a lot more blood." Kurt corrected him, sipping his drink.

"I think Blaine will be laying his claim on you, we might see some blood then by the way I saw you two dancing." Wes nudged him. "Blaine's certainly changed his tune about you." He added sipping his beer.

Kurt was furious, his hunter instincts flaring, fighting against his wolf. "I'm no one's to claim. I'm a hunter, the only claiming that will be done will be me and my kill, and I'll dance with who I want." Kurt slammed his drink down on the bar heading back out onto the dance floor, forcing his body to loosen up, letting his hips sway with the beat, seeking out Jake and Noah, knowing the Puckerman brothers would help him relax. He danced to the beat, losing himself to the music again but his mind still rotated back to what Wes said. Why would Blaine want to claim him? He'd seen what he was, what a freak he was. No wolf would want something so broken. He let his mind decide for him that it must've been an earlier conversation, before Blaine saw who he was, while they were still drawing each other closer through the want of a kiss.

Kurt glanced back to the bar to check on Sid, but hazel eyes caught him instead. Blaine sat next to Wes and Thad at the bar with Sebastian and another wolf, but his eyes were on Kurt. Kurt looked away but didn't stop dancing, trying to ignore the pull he felt towards Blaine and the feel of his eyes on his body. As the tempo changed between songs Kurt began to grind his hips, arching his back and letting his hands run over his body as he closed his eyes. He let the music take him, controlling his body and he let it, enjoying the freedom.

He danced with Lauren and Sugar, making up silly moves and laughing at one another, and with Sam and Ryder, who seemed to have lost their shirts at some point in time. The tempo changed and he slow danced with Tina. Thad even came over and introduced himself before asking for a dance, until the beat kicked in again and they were joined by Nick and Jeff. They laughed with one another with flirty touches and bumping hips as they followed the beat, Kurt very aware of them taking fleeting glances to Blaine who had moved to the dance floor only a few feet away.

The beat stayed strong whilst the lights flickered randomly above, the heat from the bodies all around sending Kurt's senses wild, so much so that he didn't recognise the hand on the curve of his back or the chiselled body pressed flush against his own until he opened his eyes. Blaine's parted lips pulled into a smile as Kurt finally recognised his dancing partner, but the alcohol in his blood and the sandalwood in his lungs stopped him from pulling away, instead wrapping his arms around Blaine's neck, moving his body against his, with his. Their bodies moved together as they held each other, hips grinding but never touching, hands roaming but never delving too deep, lips parted from the heat of their dance but never tasting.

Kurt wanted to know what Blaine was doing, why he was dancing with him. Why he hadn't turned him in or if what Wes said was true. But he didn't say a word, too scared to fracture the moment they were enjoying as they bodies pressed together, Blaine's hands tight on his hips, their lips a breathe apart. As the song faded away and the rhythm slowed, Kurt pulled out of his hold, looking away and excusing himself, not looking back to Blaine as he pushed through the crowd.

A thirst took hold as he found Jake and he patted him on the shoulder to let him know he was heading back to the bar, Puck already hidden away in one of the tunnels with a couple of beautiful wolves. He walked over to the bar thankful that Sebastian wasn't there anymore and that Blaine hadn't followed him and leant over to order a glass of water.

"You stopping already? It's still early." Sid handed him the glass.

"Not stopping, just slowing down, and that's why. If I'm going to be here all night, I need to keep my head on me. That stuff you're serving is strong." Kurt gestured to the bottles behind Sid, trying to read the alcohol content in small print.

The man just shrugged with a glint in his eyes, excusing himself to serve the others. Kurt downed the cold liquid enjoying the chill running down his throat, dropping the glass behind the bar. He climbed the path around the canyon to get a better look at the dance floor and adjacent tunnels. Everything seemed to be going well, wolves were dancing, drinking... getting up to other activities in the tunnels which Kurt turned his eyes away from, not wanting to see that.

Kurt heard someone clearing their throat and turned to see Sebastian walking up to him. His eyes were glazed from the alcohol and a thin sheen of sweat covered his skin. Kurt offered him a small smile as he joined him, but kept his wits about him; a drunk Alpha was dangerous. "Having fun?" Sebastian returned his smile, wrapping an arm around Kurt's shoulders.

"This is amazing. I've never felt so... in love! This is truly a family here and, it's all thanks to you Kurt. Y-you brought this family together." Yep, Sebastian was drunk.

"This is your party remember? You brought everyone together, and without much trouble either. I'm impressed, I've never managed that. I'm glad you decided to come to me to find a home here."

"Me too. Now, I need to find myself a mate. A beautiful soul to call my own." Sebastian took Kurt's chin, tilting his head to look at him, "Know anyone who might be interested?" Sebastian was leaning in close, still swaying, when Kurt reached up to grasp his wrist lightly, removing his hand. "No, I don't know anyone, you'll have to keep looking, but there are plenty of pretty wolves here who you could introduce yourself to."

"I want beautiful. You're beautiful." Sebastian leaned in to kiss him to feel a pistol against his chest, icy blue eyes staring back at him.

"This party is going so well Sebastian, don't ruin it." Kurt whispered, all too aware of the growl erupting from Sebastian's chest. "Go back to your guests and enjoy the rest of your night." Sebastian raised a hand to stroke his cheek, "One day perhaps." He whispered, leaning into the pistol to kiss Kurt's cheek before turning and howling to the crowd who returned the howl, the sound vibrating over the music and rising into the night sky. Kurt watched him jump into the crowd of dancing wolves, bopping his head to the beat.

Putting his gun away, Kurt walked back down towards the crowd as a hand grasps his arm, pulling him into a tunnel and pinning him against a wall. The growl from the wolf in front of him didn't scare him though, he knew it was Blaine the moment he touched him. Kurt searched his eyes, but the alcohol had already taken affect and he couldn't read him.

"Blaine, let me go." He said calmly, both for Blaine's sake and his heart's.

"I told Bas to stay away from you, but it seems he can't keep his hands to himself." Blaine slurred, running his nose and lips over Kurt's neck.

"I can control Sebastian, and since when did you two use nicknames?" He tried to lighten the mood, to get Blaine to release him, but his grip only increased.

"He wants you, wants to claim you. He doesn't even know who you are and he wants you. What would he do if he knew what you were?" Blaine traced his jaw with his lips.

"I doubt he'd want to touch me after that." Kurt shrugged, tilting his head away from Blaine's soft lips.

"Why do you hate your wolf so much?" Blaine growled, moving away to look into Kurt's eyes.

"I told you why." Kurt whispered. Blaine shook his head, "That doesn't make you a freak, that makes you special. Unique. One of a kind." Kurt felt the tears threatening to spill again, "Then why was I hidden? Why was I told never to show anyone what I was? Why was my mother ripped from her pack because she was carrying me?" The tears fell at the mention of his mother.

"I don't know Kurt, but I want to help. It must be so hard being alone with these clans at your doorstep. Let me be the wolf you rely on, let me help you to understand what it means to be a wolf." Blaine didn't let Kurt reply as he pressed their lips together in a gentle kiss. Kurt was in shock, hadn't expected this kiss and all his fears were screaming at him to get away but as Blaine pressed for more, Kurt felt the Alpha's presence fill his soul, calming him, and he let go. Blaine groaned when he felt Kurt's wolf seeping through his senses and Kurt's own return of the kiss. He released Kurt's wrists to wrap an arm around his waist, the other hand threading through his hair as Kurt's own hands wrapped around his shoulders.

Kurt groaned again as Blaine's scent washed over him, owning him. He'd kissed humans before but never a wolf and it was sending his senses wild. A predatory growl released from Blaine's throat as he pushed Kurt back against the wall, enjoying the little innocent growl Kurt released as their mouths moved against one another, hunger burning through their skins.

Kurt pulled away to catch his breath, but Blaine wasn't done as his lips found Kurt's neck, kissing and sucking at the porcelain skin. His fears were too close to the surface to ignore though, they told him this was wrong, they told him Blaine was only doing this as an Alpha trying to take a Hound of God... to get one up on Sebastian. So, reluctantly he pushed Blaine away, running his hands over his clothes to straighten them out, licking his lips and running a hand through his hair.

The hunger in Blaine's eyes was clear to see and Kurt wanted so much to jump back into his arms, but he couldn't.

"This was wrong. You wanted to kill me only a couple of days ago and now... Your wolf is confused, he saw my wolf and instinct took over. Nothing more." Kurt tried to rationalise.

"Don't tell me what my wolf wants. I am my wolf, and I know what I want." Blaine growled.

"Well it's not me. You know who I am now Blaine, I'll give you that. So allow me to come to you when I need you, but don't force this on me." Kurt stood up straight and walked towards the exit of the tunnel, needing to get away from Blaine.

"I didn't need to force you. You wanted this as much as I did." Blaine called after him.

Kurt didn't respond, he just carried on down into the crowd of dancers and over to the bar, stepping behind to help Sid. Anything to distract his mind. He watched Blaine walk out of the tunnel and into the crowd but lost him in between all the dancers. He busied himself serving drinks, occasionally accepting a few offered to him and laughed at the drunken antics around him. He was thankful to not run into Blaine for the rest of the party.

The crowd started to dwindle as Schuester's pack left, all in wolf form, all too drunk to hold their human bodies, shortly followed by the Anderson pack leaving the Puckerman's and Blaine's Westerville pack to keep Sebastian's wolves company. The music had been turned down and the wolves were just sitting around, conversing idly, he watched a few retire into the tunnels and decided to help Sid load one of the trucks with the empty barrels.

He drove the truck up to the gate and reached into his pocket to retrieve the keys of the second truck, turning the key in the engine, he cranked it into reverse and slowly drove it down towards the canyon. He stopped the truck when he noticed plumes of smoke between the gate and the trees. Pulling the handbrake up, he reached into the glove box pocketing his salt diamond bracelets and gripping a single sai.

He slowly stepped out of the truck and crept quietly towards the gate, the smoke obscuring his view. He knew he had another half an hour before the sun would rise so he'd just have to rely on his other senses. Flames caught his eyes through the smoke and he sneaked up, gentle on his feet as he held a hand over his mouth and nose.

The odour seeped through his nose and he knew he was dealing with black witches. As carefully as he could he reached into his pocket and snapped the bracelets on his wrists. Hidden behind a bush he watched two black witches holding out their arms over the flame, chanting together, the smoke from the fire dancing around them. He watched the smoke form a ball above the flame and a faint blue light shimmering from within, becoming brighter and brighter, the smoke changing shape and forming into a map of the canyons. From his view, Kurt could just make out the smoke wolves walking around the canyon, the now small ball of blue light flittering around the map, stopping over each wolf before moving on.

The map of the canyon moved out to the gate and surrounding forest, a small orange light locating the witches and then the smoke exploded. The witches looked directly at Kurt, their eyes black and as their screams filled the air the flames of the fire shot out at Kurt, who rolled away onto his feet and ran around the trees, dodging the flames. He felt his salt diamonds reacting to the spells being shot at him, but he didn't stop, he could still hear and feel the flames following him.

He reached for his gun dropping onto his back as the flames rushed above him and aimed at a witch, hitting her in the shoulder. Not fatal but enough for the flames to disappear into a fog above him. He couldn't see the witches but that meant they couldn't see him. He climbed a tree to get above the smoke and crept across a branch to look down through the smoke.

He spotted a shadow and fired, blood spilling all over the woodland and putting out the fire. A scream met his ears as the branch exploded, sending him crashing to the ground. Hands grasped around his neck squeezing tightly, the witch's enraged, blood splattered face inches from his own. He grasped her wrists to try and move her, his salt diamond shield ablaze as the witch fired spell after spell at him.

With a struggle, Kurt got her hands off his neck and with all his force lifted her arms away from him, but his legs were trapped, and he felt her arms becoming heavier as she cast a spell on herself, increasing the weight in her hands. Nails clawed at the skin of his neck as he took in a deep breath to try and gain a bit more strength, but then he smelt it.

A growl erupted above them and the witch was snatched off of Kurt and shook violently in the mouth of a chestnut brown wolf, her screams chilling Kurt's bones. Another wolf blocked Kurt's view, black fur standing on ends. He thought it might be Blaine before a pair of arms lifted Kurt to his feet, hands cupping his cheeks and he met those hazel eyes, full of fear and worry.

The witch's screams died away, her body limp and the wolves shifted back into Puck and Sebastian, whose mouth was dripping with blood, his eyes still a golden glow. They both turned to Kurt, approaching the hunter, and Kurt felt hands all over him as they silently checked him for wounds. He brushed them off, pulling away from Blaine as well, feeling crowded.

"I'm fine, really... thank you. She was a strong one." Kurt nodded looking down at the floor, hiding his shame at having to be rescued.

"What were you doing out here?" Puck asked, his hand back on Kurt's arm, his protective instincts still beating through him.

"I saw the smoke and came out to investigate. I found those two witches doing a location spell." He turned his eyes to Sebastian, "They were searching the mines. You better not be hiding something from me."

Sebastian shook his head, "Got nothing to hide. You've seen our IDs, you've done your checks."

"That witch was part of the group that attacked my clan." Blaine spoke up. "They must be looking for a Hound of God." Blaine looked knowingly at Kurt, his eyes telling him that they were looking for him.

Kurt turned back to Sebastian, "Has a Hound come to the mines since you arrived?"

Sebastian nodded, "Will came with Emma a few days back to welcome us."

Kurt looked to Blaine with a satisfied glare, "They must have picked up her aura on their travels and thought you had a Hound. You'll all have to up your security around your homes. I'm sure there'll be more where that came from."

Kurt picked up his gun from the ground, wiping the blood off it on his trousers, grimacing at the smell. The three Alphas watched him carefully as they walked back to the mines. When they got back, Kurt turned back to them, "You should all head back to your own packs now. The party's died down and I don't want any of your wolves doing something they'd regret over the smell of blood. I'll help Sid pack up and then head back."

"I'm sorry the party ended on a sour note." Sebastian apologised.

Kurt just smiled, "All in all it was a success, and we stopped anything from ruining that so I wouldn't worry. Just promise me you'll all up your security." Kurt jumped into the van as the three Alphas nodded to him.

He started the engine and watched the three Alphas go ahead of him to call their wolves to them, Blaine taking one last look back to Kurt before following suit. He slowly reversed the vehicle, his mind still on the witches and the demons from yesterday. The attacks were becoming more frequent and Kurt was becoming more worried for the safety of Lima and the wolves around the town. He bit his lips as his mind thought to an attack on the town from an army of demons and black witches and wondered how prepared he was.