Wolf you Up! - Chapter 67

Wrapped in the pheromones of his alpha, Eden rubbed his nose against his chest, absent-mindedly. He was thinking about what Connor had just told him. With his first reaction, he thought the dominant was putting a clear barrier so he wouldn’t ask any questions. Looks like Connor was right. He had the right to ask. But where to start? And how far could he go?

What’s your relationship with the woman on the phone? His heart clenched at the thought of the answer. Eden didn’t know what he would do if his mate answered that the woman on the phone was important.

Why did you walk away earlier? A part of the blond had felt rejected when he saw his alpha walk away to speak with someone who was clearly not a friend or a mere acquaintance. He claimed he had confidence in making the alpha fall for him anytime, but it would be an unexpected turn of events if Glen had previously someone he cared for.

Eden sighed and looked away. He was only eighteen and Gleen will be twenty-five. That’s a pretty big gap. Almost a decade. However, he didn’t think he would feel insecure because of that. And here he was, moping around with his emotions all over the place, once again.

In the general run of things among werewolves, no one comes to this age without having been bonded to their mate or, at least, having been marked. The main reason is that sexual and seduction pheromones are developed in adolescence and as soon as these appear, flirting sessions and courting phase begin between potential mates. Each couple has their own pace for the courting phase, but it’s very rare for a werewolf to go over their 20s without being properly bonded.

As an omega, Eden should have already been bonded or at least marked by his age. However, he wasn’t the typical sub. There was of course the problem with his fur which had won him many rejections, but that was not all. The blond had just developed his seductive pheromones. They had appeared just after meeting Glen. So he had never been courted and his romantic past was nonexistent. Which was not the case with the dominant.

The Omega knew without any confirmation that his man had experience. What kind of a man with that physique and that face wouldn’t have had a relationship or two? Especially if he had no connection to the world of werewolves and didn’t expect to have a mate because of his curse.

Glen looked also easygoing and, although it had only been a short time, the Omega liked the way the man was caring and considerate of him. What kind of person would resist?

The more seconds passed, the more Eden’s mind was getting wild. He let out a soft groan and turned his head to lock eyes with his alpha. Might as well go for it, or he would just end up torturing his mind with assumptions and guesses. After a few seconds of a mini pep talk, he took a breath.

“W-Who was she?” He asked his question and held his breath as if he expected a shock.

Golden irises locked with Glen’s eyes. The alpha took the time to observe the younger man who was scrutinizing him. The crease between the beautiful eyes was gone, but the alpha could see a veil dulling the shine of the iris he liked to lose himself in and he didn’t like it.

“She was somebody I was casually seeing before I met you.”

“Casually, what does it mean? She wasn’t your girlfriend? ”

Glen raised his hand and his fingers dug into his hair, which he pulled back in a gesture that betrayed his unease. He wasn’t ashamed of the way he had lived. His partners were willing, he had never lied and pretended to want a relationship, and he also made no secret of seeing other people.

Other than Cassie, the werewolf had had no precedent with any of his friends with benefits expecting anything from him other than a fun time every now and then. He realized that the woman was also the only one he had seen for several months continuously. More than six months to be exact.

A sense of guilt washed over Glen as he wondered if during their steamy meetings he had behaved in a way that gave the young woman hope. He sighed again before finally answering his mate who was fidgeting his fingers nervously.

“I’ve always kept my relationships casual. I didn’t want to be with anybody or, to be accurate, I didn’t see the point. I’m a werewolf, so being with a human in a romantic relationship was a risk that I couldn’t afford. Also, I couldn’t shift so I didn’t think I could have a mate until I met you. ”

It wasn’t the kind of response Eden expected. Indeed, his mate was experienced, and given what he said, that meant it was way more than one or two relationships. Still, he couldn’t help but think about the reasons why his dominant hadn’t tried to build a relationship with anyone.

The omega looked away, wondering how Glen must have felt as he led a life without the possibility of making a connection no matter who he was with. The words escaped his mouth without his notice.

“That… That sounds pretty lonely.”

Glen lowered his head to look at the omega that had just reacted to his confession. And once again, as from the beginning, his mate never failed to surprise him. Although many humans keep their relationships casual, this was something that wasn’t common among werewolves.

The bond between two mates was way too strong, especially if it was an alpha and an omega.

When Eden saw his alpha staring at him with an unreadable expression, he thought he had made a mistake. Flustered, the omega started to ramble.

“I-I didn’t mean to look down on you. It’s just that if you thought that you’d never be able to be with anyone, you probably must have felt lonely.

Even I, who was rejected several times, always told myself that I would end up having a mate even if he was one who was just interested in being Bloodhood’s Alpha. And with the bond, I know he would have cared about me somehow. What I want to say… ”

Suddenly, Glen grabbed his mate’s face and placed a kiss on his lips. The contact was brief. Barely more than a second. Yet the kiss was made with immeasurable tenderness. The alpha had pressed his lips to the blond’s soft and plump ones before pulling him into a hug.

“Yes… It was lonely. That’s why… Thanks for coming into my life. ”

Eden’s heart was pounding hard in his chest, so much that he felt a slight pain with each beat. Pain that made him feel immensely alive. The beats echoed in his head, filling it completely.

Glen’s arms hugged him tightly, squeezing the air out of his lungs, but for nothing in the world, he wanted this moment to end. His arms rose to hug back his man and he smiled, his face pressed to the broad chest.

After a moment, the alpha released his arms around Eden. His right hand came to rest gently on his hip as the left one slipped through the blond hair and cupped the omega cheek.

Glen’s face moved closer to his mate’s, leaving their mouths a few millimeters apart. The omega felt the warm breath on his lips. His eyes were locked on the pinky plump lips and he shrank the distance a bit.

His lower lip was now slightly brushing that of Glen which still wasn’t moving. His face slanted down to have free access to the two lips of the younger man who was waiting for him to finally make up his mind and kiss him. But Glen didn’t budge an inch.

Everything around them was frozen in the cold. Eden came a little closer. Enough for their parted lips to interlock, ready for a heated wrestling session. The alpha felt the omega’s impatience growing and stubbornly refused to move. A mocking smile spread on his lips which pissed off Eden. The blond moved his hand that was close to his mate’s neck and gripped the back of his head to force him to finally cross the infinitesimal distance that seemed to him agonizingly long.

This time the alpha’s lips didn’t just rest on Eden’s. The dominant caught the lower lip between his, before releasing it immediately. His mouth opened in a rush of air before attacking the blonde’s lips, which moved against his in perfect unison.

His hand, which was touching the omega’s cheek, slid down to rest on the back of the neck which he blocked to keep it from pulling back and breaking their sensual contact. Greedily, Glen continued the soft motion, then he slipped the tip of his tongue which licked Eden’s lower lip. As a response, the blond’s mouth opened wider and the dominant slid the wet muscle inside his mate’s mouth with a low growl. The hand that gripped his mate’s hip, moved down to the pocket of the jeans the omega wore and firmly squeezed his buttocks.

“Ack ..”

The blonde’s cry of surprise was muffled by the lips of the dominant who refused to let him catch his breath. His alpha tongue caressed his, alternating with the rhythmic movements of lips.

A tingling sensation was starting to spread from the omega’s mouth. It descended into his chest as another sensation unfolded and rose up from his lower body. His ass was still on the assault of the alpha who didn’t seem to care about their surroundings.

Another growl rose from Glen’s throat and a series of horn blasts rang out behind them. Eden opened his eyes when he heard the noise and his hand slipped from Glen’s neck to his shoulder, which he pressed to try to move away.

When he felt the Omega try to break their making-out session, Glen grabbed the hand which pushed him away and held it in the air before leaning in more to intensify their kiss. His tongue swirled mercilessly in Eden’s mouth with a languid rhythm.

The sensation in the blond’s groin intensified and he suddenly broke contact.

“Glen, we have to ahh!”

Seeing that he no longer had access to the lips, the Dominant had simply targeted the neck of the omega, which he was nibbling and sucking on. Another blast of the horn sounds, this time long and persistent. Glen who was busy leaving a kiss mark on his mate and provocatively opened his eyes to look towards the car. Without stopping their kiss, he made eye contact with the driver. He once again ignored the latter who didn’t back off and let his hand rest on the horn, definitively disturbing the calm of the deserted road.

The alpha capitulated and finally freed Eden. A look filled with expectation stared back at him. With a frustrated groan, Glen grabbed the back of the younger man’s neck and placed a kiss on his forehead before finally pulling away.

Without a word, he took the sub’s hand and led him toward the car. Still stunned by their kiss, Eden squeezed the hand tightly. His eyelids fluttered as he brushed off the fever that had gripped his body. They got to the car and Glen opened the driver’s side rear door to let his mate get on. When the omega was settled down, he closed the door and went to sit in the front next to Connor who was behind the wheel.

The alpha leaned against the door and avoided looking in the direction of his childhood friend, who was staring shamelessly at him. Connor looked at the werewolf from head to toe. His gaze lingered for a moment on one particular area where a swollen member was making a bulge in Glen’s pants. The corners of the agent’s lips quivered as he was fighting to burst into laughter.

“Eden, I’ll say a prayer for you on your bonding night because I think that, at this rate, you will definitely need it.”

A snorting noise sounded from beside the blond whose head turned just in time to see the Soul healer regain her composure. Although her lips were still twitching.

“Shut the fuck up, Connor!”

“Yeah, yeah!” The man sneered and started out on the road. “Let’s find that Blue Moon clan before your balls get all blue and fall out!”