Wolf you Up!

Tomas Red Creek looked at Eden as the omega was sitting on the other side of the desk. The young werewolf's eyes radiated an animosity that few werewolves, even dominant ones, would dare to show in a similar situation.

As the beta of one of the few packs able to rival Bloodhood for influence, Tomas was used to seeing the werewolves around him cringe at the slightest show of pressure. Eden's reaction was new, refreshing, but unpleasant.

Of course, the werewolf had no intention to harm the omega if he behaved. But only if he behaved. Having Bloodhood's heir at his mercy was a chance he couldn't let pass. Not after the bitter failure of their scheme during the dead-end. Who would have thought his nephew would shift again and ruin their plan?

After that, they were convinced that the omega wouldn't return to class. After all, Red Creek had pushed Bloodhood's future alpha into a fight to the death. Any pack would be suspicious and ask their heir to return so they wouldn't be endangered. Nevertheless, Eden was back to his class and the werewolf looked only interested in catching up on the program. Stupidity or naivety, whatever it was, it didn't matter. It was their chance.

Tomas smiled, his index finger sliding over his bottom lip. He was already thinking about the list of requirements he would send to Bloodhood once he wiped the confident look off the male omega's face.

"Dean Red Creek, I would like to enjoy my lunch break. You're well aware that your academy's program is heavy to digest. Students here have little free time. Tell your minions to let go of me, I'm hungry."

A smug laugh shook the werewolf's chest. Even though he was only a beta, Tomas Red Creek was far more physically impressive than his older brother Carter, the Red Creek alpha. His appearance fitted perfectly with the role expected of a beta. They were the fangs and claws of their pack. However, it wasn't enough to make Eden blink.

The teenager sighed and grabbed the wrist of the hand that was on his right shoulder. The first second, the pressure he was exerting could barely be noticed. It was exactly what the werewolf who attacked Eden expected from an omega.

Unfortunately, the next moment, his smile froze when he felt the bones of his forearm crack. The smirk on his mouth disappeared when the blond-haired teenager lifted his wrist firmly trapped in his grip to move his hand away. His eyes widened when he felt Eden's other hand close around his neck and squeeze it.

It all happened in less than three seconds and Tomas Red Creek, who hadn't expected this turnaround, gritted his teeth.

"Can I take my leave, Dean Red Creek?"

The blond had turned his eyes to the beta, the minion still at his mercy in his hands and a cold expression on his face. The two werewolves were glaring at each other. Tomas raised his finger and the two other minions who were motionless until then rushed towards Eden. However, they never reached him. Their bodies collapsed on the ground before they even laid hands on him. Their breath was taken away and their limbs were weakened by the pheromones of domination the young werewolf had spread.

Tomas Red Creek meanwhile was experiencing something he had never felt in his entire life.

Born beta into the Red Creek pack, the werewolf never had to fear anyone. His relationship with his older brother, Carter, was good enough that the alpha never had to reprimand him and used his pheromones on him. He was a werewolf who had never been forced to submit and now an omega, a werewolf who still had baby fangs the day before yesterday forced him to bow on his head? How was this possible?

Tomas forced his head up. The weakness that Eden's pheromones had caused throughout his body left him drained onto his desk. His breathing was heavy, unsteady. Each sip made him swallow a new dose of pheromones making his strength leave him even faster. He just wanted to bow his head, admit defeat, and the feeling would stop. However, his pride would never allow it.

Tomas dug his claws into the desk and straightened his chest. There was no way an omega would force him to submit. His plan to put Bloodhood at the feet of Red Creek was within reach. He was going to take advantage of their stupidity and get them off their feet.

The anger he felt helped him to slightly beat the effect of the pheromones. The beta managed to fully straighten up and stared at Eden who was still holding one of the werewolves by the neck. The other two were out of harm's way on the ground. Focused on his growing animosity, Tomas Red Creek shifted.

In a split second, a werewolf with black and obsidian brown fur appeared in the room. However, his transformation was far from disturbing Eden. The male omega simply increased his pheromones.

The werewolf's body which was ready to spring forward fell between his desk and Eden's chair. The blond looked down at the stubborn werewolf who reached up to grab his ankle. The omega frowned and moved his foot away to put it out of reach.

"Don't dirty my shoes, please. I planned to wear them for my very first date with my mate."

The beta's arm fell limply to the floor and Tomas finally admitted defeat and utter humiliation. There was nothing he could do now, he knew that. He rolled over on his back, panting heavily. His vision was fuzzy as he turned his head to Eden. The student released the werewolf he was holding and the latter fell to his knees, his body shaking with a violent fit of coughing.

Without giving them another look, the teen fixed his clothes and turned on his heels.

He opened the door and walked through the secretary's office to the exit and, suddenly, a violent lump churned his stomach. Eden had used his domination skill without thinking about it and the backlash was starting to take hold of his body. He had to get away from here as soon as possible because if he lost consciousness near the dean's office, something might happen to him.

The male omega opened the door and trudged, hitting the ground with every step. He tried to control his body but he felt a shiver run down his spine. His strength began to fail him. He gritted his teeth and everything in him wished his mate was near him. The system screen appeared.

[WARNING

Domination skill requires Strength points that have reached the Legendary class level.

Every use without fulfilling the conditions results in a penalty of 250 points on HP.

You will only be able to recover 5 HP per minute and other Skills apart from Blessing of the Goddess and Fated Bond will be blocked until fully recovered.

The presence of the Fated mate 'The Warrior of the Moon Goddess' increases the number of HP recovered per minute to 15.]

Eden read the message and his head started to spin. He reached into his pocket to grab his phone. His hands were sweaty and he almost dropped it twice because his hands were shaking hard. He nevertheless succeeded to unlock the device, which immediately started to vibrate. The blond picked up the call and leaned against a wall to hold the phone to his ear.

"Eden! Where are you? You have to come right away, your mate…"

"Come get me, Dante! Come get me and take me to him…" His voice was weak and his mind was getting fuzzier and fuzzier.

"Where are you? I'm on the…"

Bloodhood's future beta turned his head and saw his best friend leaning against the corner wall near the stairs on the administrative floor. The omega had failed to go further. Weakened and on the verge of losing consciousness, Eden had slid on the ground.

"Eden!" cried Dante, running to him.

He saw his friend's state almost without strength and knew that something had happened with the dean. The young beta's face darkened but he had a bigger problem to solve right now.

"Hey, Dude. Hang on. I have to take you…"

"To Glen. I know. I can feel he's close through the Fated Bond."

The beta's lips quivered at his friend's response. The omega slipped an arm behind his neck so Dante could lift him.

"You two are something," Dante started walking, doing his best to move and support his best friend. "We were eating and we heard that there was a commotion at the school entrance. Your mate stormed in here like a madman. He forced entry saying he felt you were in danger through your bond. Security managed to convince him to stop and not enter the main building because his alpha pheromones are completely out of control. However, if he doesn't see you very soon, things could get out of hand."

"I'm loved, aren't I?" replied Eden chuckling weakly.

"Yeah, yeah. He's totally wrapped around your little finger but you still need to calm him down."

"Yeah, will do…"

He finished his sentence and Dante felt that he now had a dead weight next to him because Eden had passed out. He groaned and changed his position to lift him into his arms.

"If he ever knows that I carried him in bridal style, this guy will nag at me until I die."

Just before he reaches the entrance, the beta heard five gunshots and his heart raced. He tightened his grip around his friend's body to run for the exit. School security had brought out their artillery to fire on the alpha who was trying to enter the building

Three of the ammunition, tranquilizer syringes, had been diverted by Connor who had thrown his cinquedea and his push dagger but the other two pierced the dominant's body. Glen didn't seem affected by the substance, which was yet enough to knock out a werewolf for several hours. Dante stepped forward without hesitation and ran to the alpha who immediately relaxed when he saw his mate.

The security guards hesitated to lower their weapons. They didn't know if the incident was over.

They watched each of the dominant's movements as he grabbed his sleeping mate from his friend's arms. The werewolves flinched when the alpha's face hardened at the beta's words. Dante had spoken too softly for even their supernatural hearing to eavesdrop on their exchange, but whatever it was, it had fueled the alpha's anger. Glen let his omega's head snuggled against his chest and he looked up to scan the surroundings. His voice, strong and authoritative, rose.

"Come out from where you're hiding, I know you're there, Alpha Carter."

The guards in front of him exchanged a look as they heard the intruder call out the name of Red Creek's leader. Glen stood still for a moment but no one came out to meet him, he turned to the young beta.

"I'm sorry about that, Dante." The werewolf frowned as he heard the dominant apologize to him.

What he didn't know was that a message had just appeared on the holographic screen in front of Glen's eyes and the dominant had already made up his mind to handle the aftermath. He couldn't let Carter and Tomas Red Creek go without at least a warning.

[You have just acquired the skill Admonition (Class Divine)

The skill Admonition is a warning sent to your enemies. Effects change based on their level.

Class Guardian: WARNING! May cause unconsciousness. HP: -15.

Class Warrior: Block combat skills for 15 minutes. Paralysis for up to 10 minutes. HP: -10.

Class Noble: Block combat skills for 10 minutes. HP-5

Class Legendary: Block combat skills for 5 minutes.

Do you want to use Admonition YES/NO?]

'YES' As soon as he gave his answer to the system, a growl escaped his mouth and shook the walls of the school.