He reached for the oak door handle, not even bothering to take out a key knowing full well that his family never locked their house, it wasn’t necessary. If anyone were to break in any werewolf in the house, even the children, could easily break their arm before they could do any damage. It also helped that their house was in the middle of nowhere, no one would really make the effort to come all the way out here to steal anything.

Blaine was barely through the door when he was assaulted by something very tall and very blond.

“How did it go?! Did he freak out? It didn’t really look like he was freaking out from what we saw through the window.. Ohmygod! You’re smiling! He’s smiling! That means something good, right?! It must mean something good!” Jeff flung his arm around Blaine in joy.

“Jeff, sweetheart, calm down and give him some room to breathe,” Nick said, reaching for Jeff’s hand.

Jeff let go of Blaine and took Nick’s hand, allowing Nick to pull him off of Blaine with a knowing smile still present on his face.

“So Blainers, how did it go?” David asked curiously, leading everyone into one of the huge living rooms, plopping down on the brown leather sofa.

“I’m not telling you guys anything! You showed up and ruined our perfectly fine conversation and then left me with practically no other choice than to tell him everything. By the way Sebastian, where do you get off telling me what to do? I’m your alpha!” Blaine smiled when he finished, so they knew he was joking.

“Whaaaaaaaaaaaat? Come on, Blaine! We helped mastermind everything and we want, nay deserve to know all the sordid details!” Wes complained from where he was sprawled out on the floor.

“Nope. Not telling you guys anything,” Blaine remained stubborn.

“Ten buck says he sang to him,” Sebastian ventured, coming back from the kitchen with a couple cookies in his hand. “Did you sing him a love song Blaine? Katy Perry? How about ‘Hey! I just met you. And this is crazy, but here’s my scent, so mate with me maybe,” Sebastian sang.

All the boys dissolved into giggles except Blaine, who scowled and punched Sebastian hard in the arm.

“Ow! Dude! No need to use the alpha strength!” Sebastian whined, rubbing his arm.

“Yeah, well no need to be an asshat either,” Blaine muttered, pulling out his phone.

“Ooooh! Already texting Kurtsie?” Nick teased in a sing-song voice.

“None of your business,” Blaine sing-songed sarcastically right back and put his phone away.

Suddenly Sebastian’s ever-present smirk dropped from his face. “Fuck!” Sebastian swore as he took a phone out of his pants pocket.

“What is it Seb- is that Kurt’s phone?” Blaine questioned, confused.

“Yeah, I took it from him when I ran after him at the Lima Bean,” Sebastian explained, taking the phone out of his pocket, “Guess I forgot to give it-” and Sebastian’s smirk returned.

“Wow, Blaine. That kinda hurts. Also, could you be any more of a sap?”

Realisation flickered across Blaine’s face for a moment, shortly before it was replaced with anger, and maybe a little panic, “GIMME THAT! YOU CAN’T READ THAT!”

“Did you get home safely?” Sebastian read in an overly concerned voice, “Traffic wasn’t too bad, was it? My friends are so annoying. I wish I was with you right now instead. Awwww and it ends with a smiley face. ” The rest of the boys roared with laughter. Blaine just hit Sebastian again (harder this time, he deserved it) before grabbing the phone from Sebastian.

He turned to Nick and Jeff, who were collapsed against each other they were laughing so hard. “Don’t you two start, don’t think I’ve forgotten that time a couple months ago when Wes mixed Nick’s contacts around and my number got switched with Jeff’s. We all thought Jeff was the sappy one, but apparently we were wrong.” Jeff blushed, while Nick scowled and started doing breathing exercises to keep himself calm. David, Wes, and Sebastian continued to laugh like hyenas.

“Anyways Mr. Romance,” Sebastian drawled when he finally stopped giggling, “Are you seeing your lover after school tomorrow? You could give it to him then?”

“Ugh no, not right after school. I’ve got Pack duties, a.k.a. learn how to behave like a proper alpha and keep you idiots out of trouble. I would have invited him for dinner after, but I don’t know if he could find the house in the dark. I wouldn’t want him to get lost...” Blaine trailed off.

Sebastian rolled his eyes. It hadn’t even been a week and Blaine was starting to agonize over his mate’s safety. “Alright what about this, then? I drive down to Lima and pick Kurt up from school. I can give him his phone then and bring him to dinner.”

Blaine hesitated and Sebastian let out a frustrated breath. “Yes Blaine! I will drive carefully and make sure he wears his seatbelt at all times, you overprotective, overbearing puppy.”

Blaine smiled, “Thanks Seb, that sounds perfect.”

Sebastian had been waiting outside McKinley for nearly twenty minutes when he finally decided to just go inside and try to find Kurt. “Blaine better thank me for this,” he muttered to himself as he walked across the parking lot, “I am actually entering into a public school, what if I get hives?”

He pushed the doors open and looked around the mostly empty hallways. Crap. He had no idea where to start looking. Deciding to just wander around until he found someone that looked clean enough to talk to, Sebastian started walking.

That’s when he heard the slam of a body hitting the wall of lockers to his left and looked over to see none other than Kurt sliding to the ground. A beefy boy wearing a letterman jacket walking away backwards, still glaring at Kurt.

Sebastian ran over to the lockers, “Woah, Kurt! You okay?” He stuck a hand out to help Kurt up.

Kurt took Sebastian’s offered hand and murmured a small “Fine.”

He rubbed his back and shook himself off, and put a rather fake-looking smile on his face. “Thanks for picking me up! Even though you did technically steal my phone. I’m still not quite sure what you were hoping to achieve with that one.”

“Smooth deflection,” Sebastian raised an eyebrow patronisingly, “Seriously Kurt, what the fuck was that? Did that guy just push you?”

“Umm, no. We just sort of... just ran into each other. Don’t worry about it. Can I have my phone back now?”

Sebastian gave him a disbelieving look, but pulled Kurt’s phone out of his pocket. As he did, however, it lit up with a Facebook update and a specific word caught his eye.

hey lady! how bout i take your faggy ass to my dad’s poker game tonight? maybe they could teach you a lesson about not acting like a faggot.

Someone had written on his Wall.

Sebastian frowned, “What the hell is this?” Sebastian exclaimed, looking at the phone more closely.

“It’s nothing! Don’t worry about it!” Kurt grabbed for the phone. It lit up again, with a text this time from an unknown number.

hey fag! how many cocks did you have to suck this month to keep your dads shitty shop from going bankrupt? I bet you loved it you slut.

“Jesus fuck, Kurt. What the fuck is going on? Who are these assholes? And don’t even try to tell me that meathead wasn’t one of them because I know he pushed you. Who is he? What’s his name?”

Kurt had given up hope of hiding the truth from Sebastian. “David Karofsky,” Kurt muttered, looking down, ashamed.

“And these other people?” Sebastian questioned, waving around Kurt’s phone, still in his hand.

“I don’t really know. Probably football players but it could have been anyone here, really,” Kurt shrugged, still looking pretty ashamed.

“What?! Everyone here treats you like this! Why haven’t you told anyone?!” Sebastian asked, indignant.

“It’s not like I can stop it, the texts always come from different numbers, as soon as I block one, they find a different number. I’ve learnt to deal with it.”

“You may be all comfortable being some martyr so you don’t worry you friends, but you are going to tell me about it, and then when we get to Blaine’s you’re going to fill him in too.”

Kurt’s eyes widened, “No! No I can’t tell Blaine! I’ll tell you everything, I promise, just, I don’t want to worry Blaine. Also I have... told people...it’s... it’s a long story,” Kurt trailed off, looking down again.

“Come on, then. You’re lucky we have such a long drive ahead of us, we can talk about it on the way up to Westerville. I wanna get out of here before I start to break out.” Sebastian escorted Kurt out of the building and to his Audi.

When they got in, Sebastian handed Kurt his phone and started the car. “Well, no time like the present, Kurt.”

Kurt sighed and fiddled with his phone, “I don’t really know where to start to be honest.” Sebastian opened his mouth, but Kurt cut across him, “And don’t say the beginning is a good start, because I swear to god, werewolf or not, I will slap you.”

Sebastian barked a laugh, “You’ve got snark, I’ll give you that.”

Kurt exhaled, “Well I guess, if I were to start at the beginning it would be primary school, I’ve always been different. I was never like the other boys, obviously,” Kurt gestured to his pristine outfit, “This didn’t start overnight. Freshman year, wasn’t too bad, I kind of kept to myself, didn’t step out of line. There were slushies here and there and the occasional dumpster toss, but nothing I couldn’t handle.” Kurt looked out the window watching the buildings they were driving past become less and less as they entered the highway. “It was Sophomore year when everything went to shit.”

Kurt dropped into silence, “What happened Sophomore year?” Sebastian asked slowly.

“I joined Glee club, both the best and worst thing to ever happen to me. I finally had friends, but i also painted a slushie sized target right on my face.” Kurt shrugged, “It became easier to deal with though because I had friends to help me wash corn syrup out of my hair and get clothes from my locker when they weren’t salvageable. I was happy, people accepted me for me, and expected nothing more.”

Kurt fiddled with the radio until a song was playing faintly in the background, “Sorry I hate silence. Uh, yeah so that was Sophomore year, which brings us up to the present.” Kurt bit his lip, “It’s this one neanderthal, Karofsky, who you saw, it’s like he’s made it his life’s mission to torment me. Every time I go to my locker, he’s there with a slushie, if I leave school late he’s waiting there to push me into a wall or a locker or throw me in a dumpster... It’s been a little like hell Sebastian.”

Seb reached across and placed his hands on Kurt’s which were picking at his jeans, “Those jeans cost a small fortune, I would know, I own them in black, so you should maybe not destroy them.” Kurt glanced up with a small smile on his face. Sebastian pulled his hand back and opened the glove compartment and pulled out some tissues, “You can’t really hide tears from a werewolf, just warning you now.”

Kurt let out a wet sounding laugh, “You’re kind of fantastic at this, I’m guessing you’ve had practice?” Kurt didn’t need to be a werewolf to notice Sebastian’s hands tighten on the steering wheel.

“Uhh kinda, I guess. I usually take care of my little brother, Jason.”

“Oh, are your parents not around much then,” Kurt wondered.

“Uhh, not at all, actually. Jase and I live with the Anderson’s.” Sebastian twisted his hands around the steering wheel, and reached to turn the music up, that plan was quickly deterred when Kurt smacked his hand away.

“Quid pro quo, Sebastian. If you hadn’t noticed, we’re only about half way to Westerville, we have time.” Sebastian glanced at Kurt out of the corner of his eye and couldn’t deny the compassion there.

“Okay, okay.” Sebastian heaved a sigh, “It’s not that detailed or anything. I got bitten by a werewolf when I was fourteen. My little brother and I begged my dad to take us camping for like, I dunno, three months. When he finally did, he spent the whole time on his cell phone and I got bored. Me being the cocky teenager I was back then, decided that I needed to check the forest out at night.” Sebastian grinner morosely, “I saw the werewolf from a distance, and thought it was injured because it was whimpering so much, but it was just faking. The guy, whoever it was, wanted to lure me there to turn me.” Kurt couldn’t help but gasp, “And I obviously wasn’t very intelligent, I fell for it, hook, line and sinker. Two days later, there was a healed bite wound on my side and I was on the streets. I managed to grab my little brother before I left, I couldn’t leave him in that house all alone. My dad would have turned him into some snobbish, bigoted asshat. The Andersons found us about two days later, and we’ve been living with them ever since.” Sebastian shrugged like it was all that easy.

“Your parents haven’t tried to find out where you are or anything?” Kurt couldn’t comprehend a mother and father abandoning their two children, it was just unfathomable.

“No, I don’t think so. Apparently my dad works with a corporation that is trying to revoke what rights we have as werewolves. But that’s all I’ve heard, they haven’t even tried to find Jase, that’s what really breaks my heart.” Sebastian blinked back tears, “He pretends like he doesn’t miss them but I can see it in his eyes on mother’s and father’s day. They can be asshole parents to me, but they have no right to treat Jase that way.”

Kurt nodded along, not knowing what to say.

“So is it weird for your brother then? Living with a pack of werewolves, I mean.”

“What do you mean? Why would it be weird? He’s part of the pack.”

“But I thought he was human,” Kurt said, feeling like he was missing something.

“Well, yeah he is, but that doesn’t matter. He’s my family, and I’m the pack’s family, so that makes him part of their family. Part of the family, part of the pack.”

Kurt stayed silent, not knowing how to respond once again. He would be lying if he said he comprehended pack dynamics, but he could on some level understand this point.

When they were about five minutes away from the Anderson’s, Sebastian looked over at Kurt. “You’re going to tell me, right? If anything else happens with the bullying or if it gets worse?”

“Jeez, why are you so protective? Isn’t Blaine supposed to be the one that’s all grr arr.” Kurt blushed, “I mean, concerned for my safety?” Kurt asked.

Sebastian snorted. “Kurt if Blaine would have been me today at your god forsaken, germ infested high school, that moron who pushed you probably wouldn’t have a head right now, trust me.” Sebastian laughed, but then continued more seriously. “Kurt, you’re part of the pack too. You know that, right? You’re Blaine’s mate. I mean he practically scent marked you the first day you two met. You are Blaine’s family now, which means you are our family, and we protect our own”

Sebastian finally stopped the car in front of one of the most impressive houses Kurt had ever seen. Actually Kurt wasn’t sure if this could even be classified as a house. Probably more the size of a mansion, “Don’t look too terrified there Kurt, it’ll be fine. You have to realise there are a lot of people living in this house.” Kurt chuckled nervously and swallowed.

“So how many people am I meeting tonight?” Sebastian chuckled at Kurt’s expression.

“Don’t worry, I think it’s just the Andersons and Jase. I think Charlie told the others to scram for tonight, apparently Blaine didn’t want you to be overwhelmed,” Sebastian rolled his eyes, a gesture that he seemed to do almost as often as Kurt. He continued when he heard Kurt’s heart rate speed up. “You’ll be alright, despite the whole werewolf thing, they don’t bite.” They heard a bang and looked up to see the front door swinging shut, Kurt glanced at Sebastian confused before he was pulled out of the car and into a full body hug.

Kurt allowed Blaine to cuddle him, Blaine’s hands roaming his back and sides as if checking that he was okay. Kurt let out a giggle when Blaine nuzzled into his neck, “Hey you.” Kurt murmured.

Blaine pulled back with a massive grin covering his face, “Hey! I’ve missed you! And you smelt a little like Sebastian, so sorry about that.” Blaine said indicating the cuddle, “Can’t really help it at the moment.” He reached for Kurt’s hand and started tugging him towards the house, “I can’t wait for you to meet everyone. I’ve told them so much about you, they already love you, I swear.” Kurt tried to focus on levelling his breathing out whilst Blaine continued to babble on about his pack. Kurt had never felt so nervous in his life, not even when he came out to his father the previous year.

Kurt wondered how embarrassing it would be to pass out in front of your new boyfriend’s, your new mate’s, werewolf pack family, he assumed that it would be pretty mortifying. As soon as Blaine opened the door there was a tiny body hurtling into Kurt’s legs. When he looked down he saw an adorable little girl with Blaine’s thick, curly hair. “Hi, what’s your name?” Kurt asked, bemused, bending down to her height.

“I’m Bubbles! And I’m this many!” the little girl held up five fingers.

Blaine bent to the girl’s height next to Kurt. “You’re only four, Lizzie,” Blaine reminded her, pulling down one of her fingers. “Kurt, this is my little sister, Elizabeth. Lizzie, say hi to Kurt.” Blaine instructed.

“My name’s not Elizabeth! It’s Bubbles!” she shouted. She continued in the same breathe, “Come see my woom, Kurt! Before all the boring gwone ups come and make you borwing too!” It seemed the Lizzie had trouble with her “R’s.”

“Now Lizzie, don’t go dragging Kurt away before we can even meet him.” Kurt looked up from the girl to see a beautiful woman with a warm smile. She was a little shorter than Blaine, so Kurt assumed that’s where Blaine got his (lack of) height. He also saw that Blaine had gotten his eyes from her, his were an exact match to her golden hazel. Her hair, however, was wavy instead of curly, and it was dirty blond. She continued, “You must be Kurt, we’ve heard so much about you. Blaine hasn’t been able to stop talking about you for a second.” Kurt laughed nervously, cheeks already reddening..

“Moooooom! You promised you wouldn’t embarrass me!” Blaine whined, keeping his arm possessively wrapped around Kurt’s waist.

“It’s so true though, man. You’re always all ‘Sebastian, his eyes are so beautiful, I can’t even tell if they are green or blue, but I can just get lost in them.’ I’m pretty sure at one point he started singing ‘Your Song’ by Elton John.” Sebastian stated, coming down the stairs with a younger boy in tow. Wow, that was quick. Kurt hadn’t even noticed he’d left.

“I did not Seb! Don’t lie!” Blaine protested.

“I’m not lying Kurt, I have it on tape, I’ll show you after dinner,” Blaine finally released Kurt and chased after Sebastian, the last thing anyone heard was a growled, “You told me you weren’t recording.”

The silence was broken when the boy Sebastian had brought down, his brother, Kurt presumed from the way his narrow face and light brown hair mirrored Sebastian’s, let out a short laugh. “I love when Seb gets Blaine all worked up like that. It’s always so funny.” As he laughed his round glasses started to slip off his nose and he made to grab them before they could clatter to the ground. All his flailing was for nothing, however, because the glasses slipped through his fingers. Before they could crash to the ground though, little Lizzie reached out quick as lightning and caught them. She offered them to Jase before grabbing his hand in her small, chubby one. No one so much as flinched during the entire incident. Kurt watched the scene, bemused. He wouldn’t be surprised if this exact thing happened all the time, judging by everyone’s lack of reaction. Kurt continued to watch with a small smile on his face (they were just so cute) as Lizzie dragged the other boy over to Kurt, “This is Jason, we calls him Jase, he’s Seb’s little brovver. MOMMA! Did I introduce him wight? Did I do it good?”

“You did it very well, darling. Good job.” Elizabeth smiled happily.

Kurt turned to Jason after watching the exchange, amused. “Hi Jace, it’s nice to meet you.” As soon Jase noticed the stranger’s presence, he grew nervous. Instead of answering Kurt, Jason just hid further behind Lizzie and mumbled out something that sounded suspiciously like ‘hello.’

“He’s really shy, but he will open up more when he gets to know you.” Mrs. Anderson assured him from where she had been watching on. Kurt sent her a smile in thanks before turning back to Jace to see he was carrying the first Harry Potter book.

“Are you reading the Philosopher’s Stone? It’s one of my favourite stories.” Jace looked up at him from behind Lizzie and nodded. Just as he was about to say something Sebastian and Blaine rolled into the room laughing and pulling at each other.

“Just admit that I’ve won Smythe and I’ll let you up!” Blaine said, sitting atop Sebastian.

“Not gonna happen! Just because your alpha doesn’t mean you get to win everything!” Sebastian made a valiant attempt at fighting back, before baring his neck and giving up. Blaine laughed and offered a hand to help Seb up. “One of these days I’m going to beat you Blaine, and then we’ll see who’s laughing.”

Blaine sent a grin at Seb before sidling up to Kurt and pulling him into a side hug. “Sorry for abandoning you here, but Seb was specifically told that there were to be no embarrassing stories tonight.”

Kurt cuddled into Blaine’s side, “Whilst embarrassing, I also thought it was really sweet.” Kurt bit his lip feeling the blush crawl up his face.

Blaine smirked at that admission, “So on a scale of one to ten, how much would you be against me serenading you in public?”

“Well then it would depend on what song?” Kurt hid his smirk before going in for the kill, “I mean I’m really not a big fan of Robin Thicke.” Kurt and Sebastian both broke out into laughter at Blaine’s face.

“Who told you about that?”

“David was messaging me all last night on facebook with increasingly embarrassing stories.” Kurt smiled sympathetically when Blaine dropped his head into Kurt’s neck and whimpered slightly.

“Can you by any chance forget everything he told you?” Blaine asked into Kurt’s neck.

“I’m sorry Blaine, some things just can’t be unseen.” At that comment Blaine squeezed Kurt’s sides, Kurt would later deny that he squeaked, and if he did, it was a very manly squeak. The moment was interrupted by another voice that Kurt didn’t recognised.

“Blaine, if you could stop manhandling Kurt now, I think we’d all appreciate it, including Kurt. I know you need him to reek of you, but I don’t think he particularly likes to be tickled in front of strangers.. Especially judging by the sound he just made.” Kurt felt his face heat up, yet again, with embarrassment.

Blaine’s father looked almost identical to him. He had the exact same dark and adorable curls, his same lean, but yet slightly stocky build, Kurt even thought they walked with the same casual stride. His eyes, however, were a warm chocolate brown instead of hazel.

“It’s nice to meet you Mr. Anderson, I would apologise for your son’s absurd behaviour, but something tells me you’ve been doing the same thing your whole life.”

Blaine poked his side, “That’s not very nice, I’ll have you know I was a very well behaved pup.” Blaine stated with pride.

“No, you’re completely right Kurt, the worst was when he was two. We went to the grocery store and as we were pushing the trolley down an aisle there was a lady in the way, Blaine proceeded to make honking noises and shouted, ‘move fat lady’, I could barely look her in the face when I apologised.” Kurt laughed, “Even at a young age Blaine never quite had a filter.”

Blaine had once again buried his head in Kurt’s shoulder as everyone else began their trek to the dining room in the back of the house., “Is it everyone’s mission to embarrass me as much as they can tonight? I thought I made it very clear that no embarrassing stories were to be told.” Kurt stroked his hair lightly, loving the feel of his soft curls.

“It seems that way, honey. If it makes you feel any better I’m sure baby you was very adorable.” Blaine groaned and nuzzled further into Kurt’s neck.

“That doesn’t help at all, but cuddling you is making me feel much better. Do we really have to eat dinner with them? Can’t we just stay like this?” Blaine muttered, voice muffled by Kurt’s neck.

Instead of Kurt replying, Mr. Anderson shouted from the dining room, “Yes you do have to have dinner with us.” Kurt was confused for a moment, he could barely hear Blaine himself. How did his dad hear from all the way in the dining room? Kurt then remembered the whole werewolf thing, and, yeah that probably gave them some extra powerful hearing or something. “Plus it’s your favourite!” Mr. Anderson shouted once more, and Kurt realised that he had only raised his voice for Kurt’s benefit. That got Blaine up and moving, in two seconds he was in the dining room having left Kurt behind.

Kurt came up behind him and flicked his ear, “You’re not being a very good host.” Blaine pulled out a chair with a flourish and offered it to Kurt, once Kurt was settled Blaine leaned down and whispered in his ear, “What was that about being a bad host?” Kurt merely laughed before turning to the rest of the group, actually excited to talk to them, as opposed to the nervous wreck he was earlier. All Blaine’s cuddling had definitely put him at ease.

Kurt looked around the dining room. And wow. The room looked like it belonged in a castle or the White House or something. It was gigantic. Kurt guessed it had to be at least 40 feet long. The table was a slab of rich oak, it had enough places for around twenty people, but their party was only occupying the far third of the table. The walls were painted a sandy tan colour with dark brown accents.

On the table were about thirty fresh rolls, a ceasar salad in the bowl the size of a large sink, and two even bigger bowls filled with spaghetti, one with marinara sauce, the other with alfredo. It was enough food for at least twenty people, by Kurt’s judgements. But from the way the Andersons and Sebastian were filling their plates, even little Lizzie, it looked like all the food would be eaten rather quickly. Jason was the only one who Kurt deemed had served himself an appropriate amount of food.

Blaine’s mother caught him staring at all their plates. “It’s part of being a wolf, dear,” she supplied helpfully. “We tend to burn more calories than the average person.”

Kurt smiled at her and nodded, taking a small bite of his salad.

“So.. uhhh. Are there a lot things like that? Wolf, things I mean. Oh sorry! Was that a rude question to ask? Oh god! It was rude! I’m so sorry!” Kurt looked nervously at Mrs. Anderson.

“Not at all sweetheart! Don’t be afraid to ask things. You have a right to know.” Mrs. Anderson instructed, almost sternly, but still in that glowing warm tone that made Kurt feel at ease.

“Okay,” he agreed, “So what else is there?”

“That’s a pretty broad question, it’s like the equivalent of me asking you how you function in day to day life. Are there any specific things you want to know about?”

“Well, you must have super-hearing, right? I.. You heard Blaine, a little while ago, right? Is there anything else, super-speed, super-strength, super-everything abilities?”

The table all chuckled at that, Mr. Anderson was the one to speak up, “Well, we can hear better than most,” He chuckled again, “You’re right, I could hear Blaine, quite easily actually, maybe even more clearly than you could. We can hear up to about a mile away, we can even hear heartbeats.” Kurt was suddenly embarrassed, realizing that they could all hear his fluttering heartbeat from earlier. He pushed some food around, refusing to make eye-contact at that point. “We are stronger, especially in our wolf-form and near the full moon. I wouldn’t call it super-strength but humans seem delicate to us. We can run fast, not speed of light fast, but fast enough that it’s more efficient for us to run than drive. Though it’s not really practical.” There was a pause, “Anything else you are unsure of? What did you know before you met Blaine?”

Kurt thought for a few seconds. “Not much, really. Pretty much just that there are werewolves. I didn’t really know any specifics, only that there are packs all around the world, right?”

“That’s right,” Blaine’s dad confirmed, “there are about thirty packs here in the states, scattered throughout the country. Most of them have around fifteen wolves in them, but they can have as few as five, and they can even be a little bit larger, like ours.”

Kurt nodded. “What about the.. turning.. from a human into a wolf.. thingy?” Kurt struggled to find a proper word, growing a little nervous.

“Shifting,” Blaine supplied with a smile. He reached for Kurt’s hand and squeezed it in a comforting gesture. Kurt’s racing mind calmed, and he was able to form a complete sentence.

“Shifting,” He repeated, glancing at Blaine. “Got it. So how does that work then? Is it a moon thing? Or do you have control over it? Does it hurt?” Kurt couldn’t stop the questions, there was so much he wanted to know. So much that he was curious about.

“It’s not a moon thing, though it’s really disconcerting to stay human through the full moon. We can control it, to an extent, our emotions can sometimes get the better of us and make us shift unexpectedly. Some have a bigger problem with that than others. Nick, for instance, shifts when he gets angry. A lot. And no it doesn’t hurt. It’s hard to explain what it feels like, but it’s definitely not pain.”

“So, Sebastian told me that he was bitten. Is that.. were you all bitten, then?” Kurt asked hesitantly, looking around.

Blaine’s mother answered this time. “No, no. In fact, most werewolves aren’t bitten, they’re bred, and then the change is catalysed by the pack.”

She continued when a look of confusion, understandably, passed over Kurt’s face. “An unbitten human can’t really become a werewolf unless they are in a pack, unless they are under the influence of an alpha. A lot of normal humans actually have werewolf blood in them and never know it,” she explained.

Kurt nodded again, mind already buzzing with more questions. “Okay, so is it different for a bitten werewolf?”

“Not really, I had to learn the pack dynamics because it was all new to me, but other than that everything else is the same.” Sebastian supplied with a light shrug before going to refill his plate for what Kurt thought was the fourth time.

“Well I can see you’ve at least picked up the eating habits.” Kurt said with a smirk, before clearing his throat, “One last thing, and then I will leave everyone to eat in peace. How is it that Blaine as well as Mr. Anderson are Alpha’s. I would think there could only be one?”

“That’s easy, Blaine is Alpha for the Heir Coven ages 15 - 21, I’m the Alpha of the Elder Coven, which includes all the wolves above 21, and little Lizzie is the Alpha of the Descendant Coven, although with a lot of supervision from myself and Julienne. Each coven also has two Seconds, which are also determined by lineage. The Montgomery and Ruan families are out two Second families. I think you have met Blaine’s Seconds, David and Wes?”

Kurt nodded before Mr. Anderson continued. “Covens can also have Betas. They are second in command, right after the Alpha.”

“Is that by lineage too?” Kurt asked curiously.

Mr. Anderson hesitated, looking at Blaine. He seemed to be asking permission to say something.

Blaine interjected, “Betas are always the Alphas’ mates. My mom’s Beta for the Pack and Elder coven.” Blaine looked at Kurt, almost pleading with him to understand something before Blaine said it.

“So,” Kurt said slowly, “That makes me Beta for the... Heir coven?”

Blaine nodded slowly, staring at Kurt like he was the only person in the room, trying to judge his reaction.

“Okay,” Kurt nodded, “Okay.” Then continued, “You look really freaked out, Blaine. I’m not going to go running for the hills. I’m actually kind of a control-freak anyway, so I’ll probably enjoy the position of power,” Kurt joked. Blaine finally relaxed and laughed.

Mr. Anderson grinned, “Are you sure there isn’t anything else?”

Kurt bit his lip, there were a couple more things, but he wasn’t really comfortable asking those in front of everyone. Maybe he could just ask Blaine later. “No, I’m alright, that’s everything I can think of right now. I have to say though, Mrs. Anderson this alfredo sauce is delicious.”

“Thank you sweetie.” From then on there was minimal talking whilst everyone stuffed their faces with food. Even though Kurt was expecting it, he just couldn’t believe how much they could eat, especially little Lizzie, it seemed so weird to see her practically eat her weight in food.

After dinner was over, Kurt glanced at his watch, “Uhh, I have to leave soon, just that it’s a long drive home, and I have curfew at 11.”

Blaine jumped up, “Oh, of course, I completely forgot. I’ll take you home.”

“Thanks for having me, it’s been really lovely.” Lizzie jumped up and almost tackled Kurt in a hug, he winced at the impact, “Hey, I’ll be back soon.”

“I know, but you are vare-wee nice and I’m glad Blaine found you.”

She let go and went back to her mother, who hugged Kurt gently, “I’ll have a talk to her about watching her strength.” Kurt laughed, his wince didn’t go unnoticed, “It’s great to have met you Kurt, I’m sure we’ll be seeing you soon enough.” Kurt let go, and shook Mr. Anderson’s hand, before turning to both the Smythe boys.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow and opened his arms, “Okay, I get it, we bonded you wanted to hug me, so get it over with.” Kurt laughed at Sebastian.

“Don’t even try and pretend like you don’t want to hug me.” Kurt fell into the embrace, he wanted to tell Sebastian thank-you but was well aware that all the people in the room would hear him. He settled on trying to communicate it through his hug.

“Okay that’s enough.” Blaine said breaking the hug up, he smiled guiltily at Kurt, “Sorry, just I’m not comfortable with you hugging someone else for so long. I would love to say it’s a wolf thing, but it’s also a bit of a me thing.” Blaine explained pulling Kurt into his side.

Kurt smiled softly at Blaine, “It’s alright, that I can understand.” He was distracted when he felt a tugging at his hand, he looked down to see Jace standing close. Kurt bent to his height, “You should tell me when you finish the Philosopher’s stone, and maybe I can read Chamber of Secrets with you.” Jace smiled shyly and nodded before hugging Kurt’s middle and stepping back behind Sebastian quickly.

“Alright so now that you’ve all manhandled my mate and made him reek of all of you, I’m going to take him home.” Blaine pulled the door open, pulling Kurt by the hand towards the garage. Though he stopped as soon as they stepped outside and saw the snow storm that had apparently started brewing during their dinner. “Or not..” Blaine trailed off awkwardly.

Jase was outside in a flash calling out to Sebastian, “Come on, Seb! FIRST SNOW STORM OF THE YEAR.” It was the loudest Kurt had ever heard him. Sebastian raced outside after Jason, yelling something about being careful with his glasses and putting on a coat. Kurt smiled, Sebastian really was a softie when it came to Jase.

“I should call my dad,” Kurt said staring as the snow as it continued to fall steadily.

“I could maybe still drive you home?” Blaine nervously glanced at the snow.

“No, no, it’s too dangerous.” Mrs. Anderson stated, “Kurt if it would make your parents feel more comfortable I can explain it to them I’m not going to let your kids drive in this weather.”

Kurt smiled, “He’ll understand, don’t worry. I’ll just go do that now.”

“Hey!” Kurt greeted Blaine as he walked into his bedroom.

Blaine’s smile brightened to almost blinding levels as he looked up at Kurt. Blaine’s smile was quickly becoming one of Kurt’s favourite sights. Or maybe it was his honey-hazel eyes...

Kurt broke his gaze away from Blaine to study his room instead, which was, of course, huge. Blaine’s room was designed to continue the overall rich, warm feeling of the house, but it had just a splash of something that Kurt could only describe as Blaine. The dark oak floors that ran through the rest of the house glided through to Blaine’s room as well. His walls were painted in a similar colour scheme to the dining room, red accents instead of brown highlighted the sandy-tan. A king sized bed sat high on an elevated platform against the left wall. At the foot of the bed was a dresser made of, you guessed it, oak. A gigantic flat screen atop it, all the chords coming out of the dresser informed Kurt that the dresser didn’t hold clothes but a few game consoles and a DVD player. Kurt very much suspected could be turned around with a remote so that one could watch it from the black leather couch that was facing the bed. The walls were lined with built-in bookshelves and dressers that ran the entirely around the room. The wall opposite from the bed had a door that Kurt guessed led to Blaine’s own bathroom.

Suffice it to say, Kurt was impressed.

“Is your dad okay with you staying here for tonight?” Blaine asked, interrupting Kurt’s examination.

“Yeah, he said it was fine. He owns a car repair shop and he knows how bad car collisions can be this time of year,” Kurt shrugged, walking over to where Blaine sat on the bed without thinking.

Blaine frowned and Kurt noticed.

“Oh! I’m sorry! Did you not want me in here? It’s your room, I’m sorry! That was thoughtless-”

“No!! Kurt, no! Of course I don’t mind you being in here. Of course I don’t! In fact, I really like it. I mean, my scent is covering everything in here so it’s bound to rub off on you more,” Blaine smirked, self-satisfied.

Kurt ignored him, they were going to have to have a talk about this obsession Blaine had with scent-marking later, but now was not the time.

“What is it, then? I know something is bothering you. Tell me. I don’t like it that you’re upset,” Kurt was surprised at how well he knew Blaine already.

“It’s just... I-I feel so strongly connected to you and like I’m already so comfortable with you, I just don’t feel like I know anything about you. Like that your dad owns a tire shop, for instance. How do I not know what my own mate’s dad does for a living?”

“Well you do now.” Kurt joked trying to make Blaine feel better, “Okay, what do you want to know?”

“Well I know what your dad does for a living, what about your mom?” Blaine asked, keeping the questions simple for now.

Kurt pursed his lips, “My mom died when I was 8, cancer,” Kurt quickly explained, “But my stepmom Carole is a nurse.”

Blaine looked heartbroken for Kurt, “I’m so sorry about your mom.” Blaine wanted to comfort Kurt, to make him feel like he had never lost someone so obviously important to him, but it seemed like something Kurt didn’t want to talk about at the moment thought so he continued. “Tell me about Carole, and your family, I kind of want to know everything,”

“Well with Carole came Finn, he was the giant hulk of a teen at Sectionals that idiotically tried to defend me from your wicked ways. He and Carole, were unfortunately a package deal.” That got Blaine to chuckle, “I introduced Carole to my dad Sophomore year and the rest, they say, is history.” Kurt shrugged, “It was weird at first, but now I can’t imagine living without them. It’s kind of hard to explain.”

“No, I get it. It was kind of the same way when Seb and Jace moved in,” Blaine waved off Kurt’s attempt to try and explain further.

“Is there anything else you want to know? You already know I’m in Glee, and if you haven’t ascertained from my outfits, I’m extremely fashion forward.” Kurt blushed, “I really don’t know what else you would want to know, it’s weird, I feel like you know me inside and out, even though we met less than two weeks ago.” Kurt reached for Blaine’s hand and entwined their fingers together. “That’s actually something I wanted to ask you, I wasn’t really comfortable asking it at dinner.” Blaine nodded for Kurt to continue, “Well, it’s about us, firstly I wanted to ask about your scent, or scents in general, because I didn’t really smell anything out of the ordinary from your family, so is it just you?”

“Yeah, that’s a mate thing. Same as how I’ve been really protective of you, it comes with the territory. You’re mine, Kurt, I don’t think you fully comprehend that statement. At the moment I didn’t even want my little sister hugging you.” Blaine tensed, “It’s been a bit of a learning curve, you have no idea how hard it was to stay away from you for just a few days.” Kurt was blushing, Blaine placed a finger under his chin to bring Kurt’s eyes to meet his own, “You became my everything after I saw you up on that stage."

Kurt could feel the blush creep up his cheeks, but he couldn’t look away from Blaine’s eyes. “Your becoming my everything pretty quickly, and I don’t even have a wolf excuse.” Blaine dropped his hand from Kurt’s chin chuckling.

When they locked eyes again, it was like something had changed, Kurt couldn’t explain what, but all he knew was that he wanted more, and going by Blaine’s eyes, he felt the same way.

“I-” Blaine’s voice came out husky, he cleared his throat before trying again, “I’m going to kiss you now, if that’s okay?” Kurt couldn’t find his voice so he nodded minutely. Blaine caught the action and placed a hand on Kurt’s cheek before slowly leaning in and covering Kurt’s lips with his. There was no fireworks when they lips met, just a slow burning sensation that moved quickly through their bodies and the only thing Kurt could register was that he wanted more. He needed to taste Blaine, know him inside and out. Kurt pulled back a little shocked at his own thoughts, breathing deeply he locked eyes with Blaine again.

He couldn’t tell who moved first, all he knew was that once again they were connected by their lips and Blaine was pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. It was all Kurt could do not to moan at the sensation of Blaine’s tongue against his own. Before it could get out of hand, there was a knock at the door signalling another presence. Kurt quickly jumped back and tried to smooth his hair where Blaine had mussed it up.

Blaine kept staring at Kurt, “Come in.”

Blaine however immediately regretted the decision when the door opened revealing a smirking Sebastian, “Oh don’t stop on my account.” Both the boys blushed deeply.

“What do you want Seb?” Blaine growled out, not removing his arm from where it sat around Kurt.

“Your parents want to know if Kurt’s dad was okay with letting him stay here.” Sebastian replied, smirk still firmly in place.

“Yes, dad’s fine, he said he’s more comfortable letting me stay here, but that he wants to meet Blaine tomorrow.” Kurt answered, trying to get Sebastian out of the room as fast as he can.

“Okay then boys, just remember, don’t be a fool, wrap your tool.” Blaine would not be held accountable for the fact that he threw a shoe right at Seb’s head. He deserved it. “What is with you and shoes man.”

“I’ll throw another one if you don’t leave right now.” Sebastian bowed and left the room, throwing another smirk in their direction.

Blaine cleared his throat, “So, that was inconvenient timing.”

Kurt giggled, “Yes, I guess it was, although it does bring up another question I wanted to ask you?”

Blaine grinned, “Your curiosity is extensive.”

“Just one more thing, and then I swear we can act like a normal teenage couple, and watch a movie. I just-” Kurt paused trying to collect his words and assemble them into some form of a question, “We’re really close for two people that only met like a week ago, at least in my estimations. I don’t even hug Finn, and we’ve known each other for a least a year, and have been brothers for a few months. And even downstairs, with your family, I just feel so comfortable around them. More so than friends I’ve known for years. I was just wondering is that because we’re mates? Or I don’t know, you changing me because you’re my mate?”

“I don’t really know, I would assume it was the mate thing. The only other couple I’ve seen go through this process are Nick and Jeff, and they were all over each other before they even knew, so they might not be the best couple to compare it too.” Blaine paused, “I guess it could depend on each individual couple, and I’m a really tactile person, so maybe that’s just you reacting to the needs of your mate.” Blaine shrugged, “Generally packs are really close, we’re around each other 24/7, we get used to being in each other’s space, we crave it in a way.”

Kurt nodded, “Okay, I think I get that, it’s something that I’m assuming I will just get used to.” Kurt waved his hand towards the television in Blaine’s room, “Now onto being normal teenagers, pick a movie.”

“You pick,” Blaine reclined on the bed fully, “I really can’t be bothered getting up right now.”

Kurt huffed, “Fine, but if you don’t like it, you don’t get to complain.” Blaine just grinned playfully and nodded. Kurt perused Blaine’s collection, and it really was a collection, he had them divided into categories and as soon as Kurt found the musical section he stopped looking and picked Sweeney Todd. “I haven’t seen this one in ages,” Kurt smiled, “Sweeney Todd good with you?” Kurt thought he saw nervousness flicker across Blaine’s face, but it was gone as quickly as it came.

“Yeah, sure that’s fine. Just pop it in and get your cute butt back here.” Kurt looked down, biting his lip to hide an embarrassed, but pleased, smile. Kurt sat on the edge of the bed, he didn’t quite know what to do now. Blaine however seemed to notice his distress and pulled Kurt into his arms.

“If we’re going to be watching Sweeney Todd, you are going to cuddle me.” Blaine whispered in Kurt’s ears as the starting credits played across the screen. Kurt wiggled getting into a comfortable position where he could still see the screen when he really thought about what Blaine said.

“What’s wrong with Sweeney Todd?” Blaine mumbled something into Kurt’s hair, “You’re going to have to speak up, I don’t know if you remember, but I’m not the one with super hearing.” He heard Blaine huff against his ear before pulling back slightly.

“I don’t like blood, it makes me queasy.” Kurt couldn’t help but laugh at that.

“My big bad werewolf, doesn’t like blood? And here I was accusing you of killing people, when you couldn’t even harm a fly.” Blaine pulled Kurt around so that he was lying down next to him.

“I can totally harm a fly, I could kill most things without even trying.” Blaine growled out.

“Naw, yes you could, you big scary wolf.” Kurt giggled again hiding his face in Blaine’s chest.

“I can totally be scary.” Kurt snorted in laughter again, Blaine growled and let his canines grow, he rolled over so he was on top of Kurt and growled exposing all of his teeth.

“What are you going to do? Lick me to death? I’m pretty sure you would avoid blood at all costs, so I don’t see you biting me.”

A serious thought then crossed Kurt’s mind, “What would happen if you did bite me?”

“Ummm, You’d probably bleed a little and then turn into a werewolf?” Blaine looked at Kurt, befuddled. The answer was pretty obvious.

“No, no. Not that. Obviously I know- I just mean... is that something we could do? Is that something that people usually do? When a werewolf’s mate is human, I mean.”

“I.. I don’t really know, to be honest,” Blaine rolled off Kurt and sat up, “the truth is that most werewolves’ mates aren’t human. I’ve only really met a handful wolves that have human mates. Most human mates I’ve met decided to remain human, some had some dormant werewolf blood and became a werewolf once they were accepted into the pack, but I haven’t met any that were 100% human and decided to be bitten.”

“Why? Did none of them want to be a wolf? Because Blaine, I know this might sound weird, but I want to be a wolf. Not just for the super-strength and all those extra abilities, but I-I want to be able to connect t-to you in that way, I guess. I don’t really know how to completely explain it...” Kurt rambled, he was sure that he sounded like a lunatic.

Blaine sighed, “Come here,” he opened his arms for Kurt to snuggle into again. This was a subject he was reluctant to talk about, but Kurt wanted to know. “Kurt I get it, I do. I want to be able to connect to you, wolf-to-wolf, too. It’s just- the transformation from human to werewolf, if you’re bitten, is painful. It’s not complete torture, but Seb said it was the most pain he’s ever been in. It wasn’t so much the human mate protesting as the werewolf mate,” Blaine took a breath and continued, knowing that Kurt would be confused by this. “It’s pretty much impossible for mates to hurt each other, physically or emotionally. That’s how strong our connection is. Causing your mate that kind of pain, it’s something most wolves would refuse to let happen. Human mates, in turn, don’t want to put their wolf mates through the emotional trauma of watching them in so much pain.”

Kurt nodded, he understood now. And to be honest, he wasn’t really all that surprised by the explanation, he absolutely could not imagine ever hurting Blaine, and he had assumed correctly that Blaine felt the same way.

“I’m all for you having some dormant werewolf blood in you. Hopefully so that you will change once you fully immerse yourself in the pack.” Blaine swallowed, “I just don’t know if I ever could bite you. At the same time, though, it’s just as hard for me to deny you something that you really want. So you can see my frustration here.” Blaine looked at Kurt, anxious. He really hoped he hadn’t upset him.

Kurt gave Blaine a small smile and stroked his jawline. “I understand Blaine. This is a tough situation. You know what, though? Ultimately, I am ecstatic to be in it. I wouldn’t change one thing about what we have.”

Blaine smiled only a little bit sadly at Kurt, holding him closer and stroking his soft chestnut hair.

“Well, except maybe the fact that you get sick at the sight of blood. Because, really Blaine, you’re a werewolf,” Kurt smirked, instinctively bringing the conversation back to its playful, teasing tone.

Blaine sighed, “I lost all my bad boy points because I get queasy around blood didn’t I?”

“To be honest, there weren’t that many points to start with. I mean, c’mon, you go to a prep school, honey.” Kurt laughed, poking him in the chest.

“You won’t be saying that after the next full moon,” Blaine grumbled, “my wolf-form is very intimidating.”

“Mmm-hmm honey, I’m sure it is,” Kurt looked unconcerned. He looked up at the screen for the first time since they had started the movie and immediately, shushed Blaine when he noticed that they had missed the opening number of the musical.

Kurt maneuvered Blaine until they were in the position from before, “Rewind it please, I love the first song in this movie.”

Blaine tightened his arms around Kurt until they were moulded together, both boys letting out a sigh of contentment.

They watched about two thirds of the movie before both of them were asleep. Blaine occasionally hiding his face in Kurt’s chest during the gory parts, and trying to distract him by kissing him slowly and thoroughly, though it always ended in Kurt giggling slightly, and stroking his curls in comfort. It ended up being Kurt who fell asleep first, too tired to remember that he was still in his skinny jeans, or that he hadn’t done any of his nightly skincare routine. After that, Blaine couldn’t bring himself to move in risk of waking Kurt up and he drifted off to sleep.

It was weird, that even though they had only known each other for a short duration, being in one another’s arms already felt like home.