Wolf you Up!

Glen glared at the alpha and bared his fangs. His arms were gently holding Eden's body. He heard a muffled sound and checked on the male omega who started quivering. His temperature was high and his skin was burning as well. He released his comfort pheromones and parted the strands of the teenager's wet forehead. Silver Bloodhood was seething with rage.

The leader kept shooting daggers to the alpha who held his son in his most vulnerable state. How could this have happened? Who was this alpha who had just submitted a dozen of his men just by releasing his pheromones? He was scrutinizing the man, waiting for a mistake that would allow him to free his precious son without any hurt. Behind him, he felt the presence of Acher, his beta, who had just arrived. Without looking at each other, they linked to devise a plan.

[Find which pack this bastard came from.]

Without wasting any time, the beta released the link. As he was about to link the dominant who was taking care of the reception, a voice called out to the crowd from the back. Heads suddenly turned and whispers created an uproar as the two men advanced, step after step, in the narrow passage the werewolves had made for them. The eyes that followed their trudge exuded an almost murderous animosity. Greg and Connor were walking towards Silver and the leader understood the reason for their attitude when they were close enough that he could smell them. Humans. There were humans in his territory.

Connor stopped just a few steps from Glen and watched the scene to gauge the gravity of the situation. Dante stood up with difficulty, as Silver still watched Glen and his son. Acher and other werewolves surrounded the two humans, cutting off any possibility of advancement or withdrawal. The rest of the werewolves in the room threatened them too. Snarls, growls, and barks echoed all around them.

"Honey? I think you can do your stuff!"

Christopher Fern was about to attack when the cold metal of a gun barrel pressed against his forehead. His eyes slightly widened and he froze. Whether the bullet was soaked in wolfsbane or not, if this human pulled the trigger, he was done, because the blow would hit him right in the middle of the head. Electricity crackled in the room. The two humans and the alpha outsider were cornered, but not helpless.

The fighter Christopher who was still in his human form shifted to his werewolf form. With an amused look, Greg just kept the tip of the barrel stuck to his forehead during his transformation. A big werewolf snarled at him, and neither Connor nor Greg budged an inch. A wry smile spread on the doctor's lips when he noticed how pissed the werewolf was. Connor turned to Silver who was still focused on Glen.

"I know we're not in a position where we can ask anything, but you should listen to us."

Angered by the words that struck him as arrogance, Acher raised his arm to punch Connor. Glen, who had been watching over his friend, moved instinctively. When the beta's hand fell, the long-haired alpha had already stepped in to protect the WIA agent. The claws tore his back down its length. The werewolf was surprised to see the man appear in front of him, but he thought the outcome wasn't bad. The enemy was hurt, now was the time to shoot the last blow.

While he was transmitting his orders to his men through their link. He saw the alpha's wounds close before his eyes. Christopher flinched and gazed at the tattered clothes that exposed the outsider's now perfectly healed skin. He had never seen a werewolf heal so quickly. He was barely recovering from his shock when Glen slowly turned to him, a furious glint in his eyes. The alpha growled, then looked around the room, staring one by one at the set of werewolves. He didn't want to attack or hurt anyone, but his wolf was restless. He wanted to keep his omega safe and everyone was getting in his way.

Suddenly, several people pulled away. A dark-haired teenage girl with fire red strands squeezed herself out of the crowd.

"I knew it! It's you! You came. " Before her packmates reacted, she sped up and made her way without hesitation towards Glen. The alpha frowned at first, suspicious, then relaxed when he sensed no animosity coming from the teenager. He looked down at the omega still in his arms and adjusted his pheromones to relieve him. Cherry watched as he gave her friend a tender look. Acher, who had seen his daughter-in-law striding fearlessly towards the stranger, came out of his offensive posture and took a step forward.

"Cherry, you know him?"

"Yeah." She turned to her father-in-law. "He's Eden's alpha."

The tension that had reached its peak suddenly relapsed as the omega female uttered this phrase, and a strange atmosphere pervades the room. She turned to Glen again and eyed him curiously.

"It's true. Your eyes are very pretty. " The alpha frowned, suddenly uncomfortable and Cherry chuckled.

"Don't worry I've already got a mate and I know you won't spare a glance for anybody but Eden, I'm right?"

"Do you know what they are?"

The voice came from behind Glen. Connor watched the expressions of the young girl who had suddenly appeared in front of them. A huge smile lit her face when she answered him.

"Yes, they are fated mates."

A murmur spread through the room. The expressions on the faces ranged from shocked to incredulous and dubious. Some faces were even completely hostile. These were the alphas who came to the banquet with the hope of being chosen to lead Bloodhood. Despite their hatred, none would have dared to challenge Glen. They had seen how incapable they had been to do anything when he released his pheromones.

Even though the humiliation of being pushed into submission by another alpha stuck in their throats, they were not in a position to retaliate now, especially since they tried to hurt the omega from Bloodhood. An obvious onslaught would only alienate them from the powerful pack, so they simply stared at the exchange between the outsiders and the Bloodhood members.

Silver, who had just joined Cherry, glanced at the man who continued to hold his son. The omega stirred and moaned in his arms and the expression on the unknown alpha's face told him all he needed to know. Silver spoke so that only Cherry and his beta could hear his voice.

"Why didn't Eden tell me about this? Why did he hide from me that he had met his fated mate? He knows it's a real miracle. In our land, it has been over three hundred years since one of our kind has been blessed by the Moon Goddess. Elsewhere, we have to go back even further. "

"He… He was scared... of being rejected and ending up ruining everything. He said it was his duty to think about the pack first."

The alpha looked at the girl who lowered her head with a sad pout. He turned again to the man who was watching cautiously at the alphas who tried to attack his son and finally relaxed.

"Is that why you've been sulking lately? Because you were upset about his decision?"

"You noticed that?" She said cheeks pink with embarrassment.

"It's hard not to notice that the legendary trio had lost a limb."

She chortled. "Yeah. I might have expressed my disagreement pretty harshly. But I was sure he would come to find Eden. I mean, if he felt at least half the way Eden felt, it was a given. "

Glen's voice rose and cut off their discussion.

"What's happening to him? Why is he so sick? " His eyes were filled with worry.

Silver and Acher exchanged a puzzled look and a voice called out to them from the corner where Connor and Greg had been left at Christopher's mercy.

"Hm, I think I can help you if you have questions."

The alpha's voice had regained its harshness and animosity. He understood that the two humans were with his son's alpha since he had protected them, but that didn't explain who they were or how they had infiltrated his pack.

"If you've got something to say, speak up, humans."

"Connor! I'm Connor Everett and this is Greg Douglas. We are from the WIA so you don't have to fear for your secret being outed. And last but not the least, this lovesick alpha is Glen Red Creek. He is the first son of Alpha Carter. "

"I never heard about Alpha Carter having a child apart from his daughter Heather." He said suspiciously.

"Yeah, I know." Connor scoffed.

His reaction betrayed his contempt and raised Silver's interest. "I'll tell you everything but ... can you please ask him to step back?" Connor pointed toward Christopher who was engaged in a glaring contest with Greg. The younger man nudged his lover who didn't budge and whispered. "You! Behave! I'm trying hard, you know! "

"Only if he moves. I don't like his face."

Greg answered in a cocky tone and Connor rolled his eyes. "Well, I know we are some tried-to-sneak-in outsiders but I'd appreciate it if you could concede."

"You didn't only try, you did sneak into my territory."

"That's… true. But, trust me, it was the only way. We wouldn't have gone through such length without a good reason. "

"You mean a reason for Alpha Carter to not fill an official answer to my mating proposal, or for him to hide away his firstborn until now?"

"Both."

"Connor!" Glen's voice ordered his friend to be silent. The WIA agent shook his head to show his resolve and turned to Silver.

"Cherry, Dante, bring him to Eden's cave. Chris, step aside. You two, come with me."

Right after the leader of Bloodhood has finished speaking, the werewolf that Greg was aiming at took a step back. Immediately, the doctor released his grip on the gun and handed it to the werewolf who snatched it.

"You've got some guts, Human."

Greg smirked. "I know." They left the dining hall with Silver, Acher, and his closest men.

Connor glanced behind him and his lover's hand rested on his shoulder. "Don't worry, I'm sure he's going to be ok."

"I hope so."

Cherry and Dante led Glen to Eden's Cave. The girl pulled back the brown curtain to let the man through. The alpha entered the room and immediately relaxed as he smelled the pheromones from his omega filling the room. He turned to the teenage duo, the omega male still in his arms.

"He's still sick. What can I do? "

Cherry and Dante exchanged a look and frowned. "Eden isn't sick, he's going through his heat."

"What? Is that ok for me to be with him? "

"You're his mate, so you're the only person who must be with him during his heat."

"But I…"

His gaze slid from the young man's face to his collarbones exposed through the cutout of his t-shirt. The fabric was sticking to his skin and he realized he must be feeling uncomfortable. His eyes moved up to the male omega's face. He stared at the plump and tender lips of an appetizing pink tone slightly open on ivory-white teeth. When he noticed how Eden's chest rose and fell with the rhythm of his erratic breathing, he felt his body react in ways he hadn't imagined.

"I-I Can't… I can't do that. He's too young and I'm… " He glanced back at Eden and his pulse raced. Glen finally picked up the sweet enticing note in his omega scent and his will wavered.

Dante looked with a smile at the panicking and flustered alpha and decided to help him. "If you don't want to touch him for now, you can scent him. You just have to cover up with your seduction pheromones. Did nobody teach you that in your pack? "

"I didn't grow up in my pack, I... I always lived with humans so ... yes. Nobody taught me that. "

The response gave way to an embarrassed silence on both sides. Cherry didn't let the unease set in.

"You have to strip him. He can't enter his nest with clothes that stank with other werewolves' pheromones. Then you can strip and lay next to him before releasing a large amount of pheromones."

"Can't I just stay outside the nest? I mean, it's very intimate… "

"The other way is much more intimate." Dante teased him, a wry smile already spread on his lips. His fiancee nudged him.

"This is the best way to relieve it. We will leave you. "

She pushed the young beta to urge him out and soon Glen was alone with the omega in his arms. Eden moaned, his face stained in pain, and the alpha bit his lower lip. He sighed and walked over to the bed where he gently set the teenager down. He found it amusing that the omega chose to place its nest in a corner of the bedroom next to the bed and not on the bed itself.

"You seem to be a fun one as well," he muttered.

One by one, he removed Eden's clothes and placed them in the wicker basket he supposed was provided for this purpose. He carefully avoided looking at his body and placed him in his nest. The alpha then covered the younger man's most sensitive part with one of the blankets. After a moment of hesitation and a few whimpers from Eden demanding his presence. He surrendered. Glen undressed and slipped under a blanket before locking the younger man in his arms and showering him with his scent.

They remained thus for a moment enveloped by the silence and their pheromone which mingled in the room in an olfactory discussion. Suddenly, the teenager wriggled against Glen's chest, who pulled away slightly. Eden's eyelids opened, heavy with fatigue. The young man plunged his golden eyes into the medium ocean green irises that watched him apprehensively.

"You're here." The omega whispered in awe.

Glen's heart sank and his finger brushed away the strands of hair. Eden leaned on and nuzzled against his chest. He felt the lips of the omega leaving a trail of kisses on his chest. The alpha's heart was pounding and his skin tingled with every kiss. He had never been so nervous in his life. He smelled a strong and seductive scent of apples and sugar, and his wolf started to howl and jump in excitement.

Golden eyes stared at him, awaiting his answer to the silent question he had just asked. Glen gently stroked his cheek with his thumb and released his pheromones. A sweet, but woody scent of cocoa and cinnamon mingled with the scent of apples.. The alpha leaned closer and then gently pressed his lips to Eden's.