Wolf you Up! - Chapter 116

The next day when he woke up, as Glen instinctively snuggled against his omega, he received a welcome colder than the weather in the cold regions. When Eden pinched his cheek to wake him from his slumber, his eyes snapped out open, shocked at the attack that he thought was both wanton and illegitimate.

“Ouch! Why?”

“Because it’s morning my sweet Alpha.”

The smile that didn’t light up the blond’s eyes made the dominant realize he had messed up. When he tried to remember what happened after he bit his mate, Glen noticed his total lack of memories.

“On a scale from one to ten, how much did I mess up?”

“Mess up? What do you mean?” retorted the young werewolf in a tone that made the alpha even more anxious.

Arms folded across his chest, sitting cross-legged in his nest, the younger werewolf was bare-chested. The dominant looked down and scanned the nest where he found a t-shirt that claws, presumably, his own had lacerated. He turned pale and turned to Eden to anxiously peer at his neck.

“Did I claim you?”

“No. I stopped you before you do so.”

He sighed in relief then mustered his courage to ask the blond the reason for his anger.

“If I didn’t claim you, why are you…” he paused, uncertain of how to finish his sentence because he knew that the slightest wrong wording would lead him to consequences he didn’t want to face. “What did I do wrong?” Glen resumed when he had fixed his sentence to lead the conversation to the least mined ground possible.

“Hmm, I don’t know. I falter between the moment when you sucked the hell out of me whereas I was begging you to knock it off because you made me promise to stop you no matter what, or the moment when you left me hanging with a massive hard-on because you fell asleep as soon as your damn pheromones settled down.”

Stunned, the dominant didn’t know what to say, nor how to make amends with his mate he gave a bad time. As he racked his brains for a solution to soothe his mate’s mood, Eden’s face softened and the crease between his eyebrows faded as his lips pursed into a pout.

“I’m sorry, love. I didn’t mean to,” stated the alpha in an attempt to coax his blond

“It would be so much better if you told me out loud,” the omega muttered and Glen frowned.

“Told you what?”

“Nothing!” Eden rushed to reply as he got up to leave his nest.

“No, it’s not ‘Nothing’! It’s something if you say it like that!” The alpha caught him by the wrist and tugged it to make him fall on top of him before locking him in a hug. “Did I say something, yesterday?”

“No, you didn’t! Now, let me go,” Eden whined.

The omega was completely strapped up. His torso, along with his arms, was wrapped in Glen’s arms and the alpha’s legs had wrapped around his to keep them from moving. Glen watched his mate’s face as he tried, in vain, to wriggle free. Unfortunately, the male Omega didn’t even succeed in loosening the dominant’s hold on him.

A mischievous smile appeared on the blond’s face and his eyes shone with a gleam betraying that he had found an escape. Letting his face rest against his mate’s chest, his lips came to press lightly against the skin. The touch was subtle, just enough not to draw the dominant’s attention to his intentions.

Glen, who thought his omega had given in up, realized his mistake when he felt teeth dig into his skin at his left collarbones.

“Hey, stop that!” He tried to protest, but he knew he had lost because the surprise had made him loosen the grip of his arms.

Victorious, Eden let a smile curve his lips. He planted a kiss on the spot he had just attacked and arranged his position to straddle his mate. Far from admitting defeat, Glen rolled onto his side, dragging the younger werewolf into his change of position, and pinned his wrists above his head.

“Tell me what it is about.”

“I told you it’s nothing. What are your intentions? Torture me like you did last night?”

When he heard his words, the dominant felt guilty. He released his mate’s wrists then straightened up.

“I’m sorry. Don’t be mad, please. You know I didn’t mean to tease you and go to sleep like an insensitive asshat.”

Eden stretched out his arms towards him and Glen grabbed his hips on each side to make him sit on his lap. The omega wrapped his arms around his mate’s neck and his legs wrapped around his waist.

“You forgive me?”

“I want a kiss.”

The dominant gently pressed his lips on those of Eden whose half-closed eyes stared at him.

“The tip of my nose.” Glen smiled and complied. “My cheek.” The alpha’s smile widened seeing the werewolf acting spoiled and he placed a kiss where the omega had asked him to. “My forehead.”

After a kiss on the forehead, the dominant felt the blond’s mood in his arms had changed from grumpy to cuddly. The teen’s body pressed against him and the contact made his heart squeeze. The couple indulged in a tender kiss and Eden pulled away.

“Now promise me that you’ll give a very long and sweaty three rounds first night because I was utterly pissed.”

The dominant snorted and before he could promise anything, a voice arose from the other side of the curtain that hid the entrance.

“Ok, I didn’t mean to hear that but, I’m a werewolf, my hearing is pretty good, and… That’s the first thing I heard when I came here.”

“Beta Acher?”

Eden peeled off his body from his mate and went to the entrance of the cave where he found the dominant standing.

“I guess things went smoothly last night?” The beta asked with a smile and the male omega averted his eyes.

“As you can see, we’re both here.”

“That’s nice because Alpha Silver asked for you. He said and I quote ‘it’s about time we have a long talk’. So go take a bite at the Meal Room and as soon as you are ready, go to the meeting room.”

“Why didn’t he send me a link?” The omega asked.

“The Skinwalker is here with The Elder,” Acher explained then he added. “Go quickly eat. We’ll have to make the announcement for your marking success and inform the other packs that you have passed the ritual of the Omega’s mark. This is just the beginning. Things are going to be busy so save the dirty talk for another time, ok?”

Eden blushed and muttered incomprehensible words. He dashed away and left Acher stood on the threshold. Glen who had also got up joined the beta who looked at him, a smile on his lips.

“Already wrapped around his little finger, huh?”

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When they entered the room with a large wooden table, the two mates felt all eyes on them. Silver and Snow Bloodhood were deep in discussion with Silphie and The Elder. The voice of the old werewolf was the first to greet them.

“It was a given that you would pass, nevertheless, it’s more than a pleasure to see you both as healthy as usual in front of us after everything that occurred the past few days.”

A polite smile appeared on Eden’s lips and Glen only nodded his head to greet her and Silphie who was sitting. Another face caught his eye and the dominant turned to Snow Bloodhood. He hadn’t seen The Luna since the day of the dead end.

The omega female watched between him and his son and gave them a beaming smile as Silver motioned for them to sit next to Acher. The Elder and the Skinwalker understood that this was the signal for their departure. Eden turned to the two women as they were getting up.

“Are you leaving already?”

“Yes, we have a lot to do and I know you have to get ready now you have finally accomplished the ritual. It’s only the beginning.”

Glen decided to tell her about their intentions before Silphie left. Now that the worst of what could happen with the Skinwalkers had happened, they had no reason to be suspicious anymore. Moreover, despite everything that had happened, he would always be grateful for what the woman had done for him.

“We’re going to visit the Servants of Talamh. We met a woman at Black Moon Hospital who invited us to come as soon as we were ready.”

“I think I know which Servant of Talamh you met there,” Silphie commented with a smile that faded quickly. “I’m sorry that I couldn’t lift your curse. As I told you, this spell Light cast on you is very powerful. If the clan where I was born can be of any help to you, I’m glad to hear it.

Now that Light had revealed another of her pieces, we won’t be too prepared to face her. We need the powers of the King and his Warrior more than ever.”

Snow Bloodhood stifled a gasp and Eden flinched slightly at the way she called them but the woman didn’t notice the young werewolf’s sudden tension. However, it didn’t escape The Elder, who hurried the woman out, leaving the Bloodhood’s werewolves alone.

“As the Skinwalker said, it’s a pleasure to have you both with us. It means that the ritual has ended with the approval of the Moon Goddess and we will be able to move on. For that, we need to know and understand everything thoroughly. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Glen nodded to answer and Eden lowered his head at his thighs. The omega hadn’t taken the time to think about what he would say about his alleged role. However, he knew that running away would bring him absolutely nothing. He took a deep breath and looked up at his father.

“When I woke up the day after my first heat, a holographic screen appeared in front of my eyes…”

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When he had finished telling everything, a heavy and long silence filled the room. Neither Silver and the Luna, nor the beta who was, chin on his crossed hands, deep in thoughts. Each of the werewolves was thinking. Silver was the first to react.

“Does this system tell you how to get rid of Light?”

“No, but from the beginning, it helps us to get stronger. It was the system who told me to meet the Skinwalkers, and it’s also thanks to it that I’m much stronger than before.”

“A legendary class werewolf, huh?” Silver commented to repeat what he had learned earlier about his son.

“To be exact, Eden isn’t the only werewolf to be a legendary class.”

“Huh? Who else? You told us that you were a Divine class werewolf.”

“Yes, but we discovered two other legendary class werewolves. The first is Sora Hazel, the little omega who was with the Soul Healer Cliff. But…” Eden’s voice trailed for a moment. “Sora is unique in the world I think. She’s not just a werewolf, she’s also a Skinwalker. She’s a half-blood.”

“How is that possible? I thought the Skinwalkers and Werewolves hadn’t been in contact for over a millennium after pack and tribe split up.”

“We don’t know anything more for now. We found out about her when she showed up at the hospital, and with everything that happened with Connor and Blue Moon, we didn’t have time to dig things up. Moreover, I don’t think the Skinwalkers are aware of her existence. Otherwise, Silphie would have told us about her.”

“That’s what I think too,” retorted the Alpha. “And so, who is this other legendary werewolf?”

“You, Dad. You are the other one.”

A brief silence fell in the room and Eden displayed the screen and read aloud his father’s information.

[Silver Bloodhood, Level: 429

Race: Werewolf

Blood rank: Alpha

Kind: ???

Class: Legendary

Name: None

Stats: strength: 17,621/25,000

Speed: 12,483/25,000

Agility: 13,678/25,000

Intellect: 21,672/25,000

HP: 975/975

Skills: Blessing of the Goddess (Active)

Admonition (Active)]

When he had finished reading all the information, Eden looked at his father and noticed that the werewolf didn’t have the expression he expected.

The leader’s lips were pursed as he finally spoke.

“Is that…all?”