Wolf you Up!

Eden gasped and started to breathe heavily. His head was spinning and he had trouble standing and supporting Connor at the same time. He closed his eyelids and squeezed them together. He hoped to dispel his dizziness, but when the male omega opened his eyes his vision was still blurry. His legs weakened.

Glen saw his mate teetering and got up just in time to catch him in his arms and uphold Connor. As if his movement was the signal everyone was waiting for, the tension in the room suddenly dissipated. Everyone exchanged a confused look with their neighbor. They all got up wondering what had just happened or rather, how an omega like Eden has been able to submit all the werewolves present with a command?

Silver thought they should use some privacy and sent a link to all of his nearby packmates, asking them to leave.

With hesitant steps, all of them went back to their posts or went away to resume their daily or pending business. Almost none could avoid glancing back to observe the fair-haired man, supported by his mate and the human beside them. Only the alpha and his inner circle remained behind.

Glen left Connor in Trinity's hands and laid Eden on the ground under the eyes of the alpha who stared at his son with wandering thoughts.

The leader's face displayed a solemnity he rarely showed. What had just happened in front of him, the force that had forced him to submit to Eden, his omega son, everything confirmed the impression he had had, back at Purple Eyes.

In Elma's residence, right after the young werewolf marked his mate, Silver felt his aura had taken on a new authority that surpassed the one he held as an alpha.

That day, when Eden had sent him a link to tell him that he was going to look for the Blue Moon tribe, Silver had only been able to acquiesce. Even though as a father and as an alpha he was opposed to his decision, he couldn't tell anything to stop him.

Now that he had witnessed the truth, he could only admit it and foresee the uproar it would cause in the world of the werewolves.

Eden was able to command dominants and even alphas like himself. Even his mate, whose strength the leader had felt just by crossing the entrance to the cave, couldn't go against his command.

Both men had changed drastically since he left them after the dead-end incident and the power that radiated from the omega and his mate was unsettling.

Silver turned his head to see Trinity bustling around Connor. The agent was trying to get out of the healer's grip to leave and she had all the trouble in the world to restrain him without hurting him. The slightest gestures made the human wince in pain.

It wasn't just his face. Connor's entire body was covered in bruises and wounds and the healer was pretty sure he was also bleeding internally. The signs couldn't be more obvious.

His skin was pale, his lips blue, and he was sweating profusely. A lump formed in the werewolf's throat.

Her packmates hadn't believed the agent and had been conceited in their judgment, thinking that they couldn't be wrong. They went as far as hit him. Badly.

Werewolves shouldn't use their strength to harm humans unless they threaten them. This was part of the values ​​that had been transmitted for generations in Bloodhood.

Trinity glanced in the direction of Eden whose breathing had calmed down. The leader who had snapped out of his thoughts walked over to his son.

"Are you ok?"

"Yes. It was just… I just feel like I've been drained of my strength," replied Eden shaking his head to reassure his father. The dominant nodded and Glen cut them off.

"Alpha, I have to leave to help Connor out, but I can't be away from Eden until the next full moon. He had to come with me." He looked up at the leader of Bloodhood who frowned and answered, hesitant.

"We can send fighters to…"

"No, Dad." Eden stood up and Glen helped him to sit down. "I'm leaving with Glen and Connor. It'll be OK. Glen is here. He won't let anything happen to us."

"But…" Silver clenched his fists. He felt guilty and Glen knew it. 

The young alpha was angry as well, but only at those who dare to lay a finger on his friend. He wanted to unleash on them but nothing good would come out of it. He had to focus on what must be done.

"Red Creek is Alpha Carter territory. After what happened during the dead-end, he must be on the lookout for the slightest fault. If he learns that our fighters are on his territory, even if we don't mean any harm, he will take that as an excuse," The omega male explained while looking at Trinity. It looked like the healer had finally convinced Connor to treat him.

The young werewolf had regained his composure now that someone was dealing with the agent. His honey-colored eyes fell for a moment on Christopher, who had risen but was standing to one side, head lowered.

"Alpha Carter won't dare to come after me," Glen continued for his mate. "At least, not openly. And now that I'm Eden's mate, it won't do him any good to lay even a finger on me without having his back covered. That's why he brought schemed to involve Grey Wolf."

Silver nodded in agreement. Dozens of questions raced through his head. The leader wanted to know what had happened to his son and his mate. However, he didn't want to delay the departure of the three men and, from what he understood, someone's life was in danger. With a glance at Connor, he corrected his thoughts. Two lives.

He swallowed his questions and held out his hand to Eden to help him up. The omega grabbed his hand to stand and the three of them walked towards Connor and Trinity.

"How is he?" Glen asked.

"Bad… No… Very bad. He needs to get to the hospital as soon as possible."

"No. I need you to call Stevenson at the office and ask him to assign a team to protect Greg. Then you call Greg and tell him to go to his lab if he's not there yet and hole himself away. No. Tell him to come to the main office straight away. He must not go out alone under any circumstances." 

He winced in contact with the fingers of Trinity who had just touched a hematoma on his upper abdomen. The skin was distended as Trinity feared. This was getting out of her hands and Connor, unaware of how bad his condition was, kept rambling. She glanced at her mate who was in the room and Acher came closer.

"Whatever the reason, he must not be left alone under any circumstances. Skinwalkers aren't as strong as werewolves, but they're still stronger. They can easily overpower a man who lacks training."

"Who's after Greg? You mentioned the Skinwalkers, but…" Eden asked to be sure he understood the situation. He had exchanged some words with Silphie so he wanted to know what had gone wrong since that moment.

"Elias. It's Elias. I don't think Silphie or even Alana knows about it. The team he led was too small for it to be the whole tribe's initiative.

I guess he didn't like that I left without helping them with their ceremony. I don't know how many joined his side, but from what he told me, at least one of his men went after Greg and I think Oldie is in danger too."

"The Elder?" Eden shouted and Silver's head snapped at him.

"The Elder of the Soul Healers life's is threatened?" He narrowed his eyes and continued. "Ok guys, I don't want to delay you, but I think I need to understand what's going on. Who are these Skinwalkers you've been talking about for a while now?" His arm stretched out towards the bodiless head that still sat enthroned on the cave's ground. "And why did this wolf turn into a woman after being beheaded?"

"Eden, explain to your Dad. Glen call my damn boss! We don't have any ti…"

Connor passed out and Trinity swore under her breath. She pressed her fingers to his carotid artery to check his pulse and ripped open Connor's shirt to expose his chest. She immediately began CPR and the tension that had left the room returned in a split second.

"Call Black Moon Hospital and tell them to send an ambulance right now," she ordered between presses. "We have to evacuate him as soon as possible or he won't ."

Glen stared at Connor, unconscious, on the floor and his mind went blank. Impossible. It couldn't happen. Not again. He looked at Trinity as both of her hands pressed together against his childhood friend's torso, were pushing in rhythm.

The Dominant looked up at where Christopher Fern was. The fighter's face had lost all its colors as he watched the scene. When his eyes lifted up and met Glen's, the werewolf shuddered upon feeling his animosity. Silver's hand landed on his son's mate's shoulder to stop him.

"Son, please. Don't."

"He did it. He's one of those who did that to…"

"I'll punish them. You've got my words, but please..."

"He's back!" Trinity screamed. Heads turned to her as she checked Connor's pulse and Christopher started to tremble. He knew he had narrowly escaped death.

"I called the hospital, they're sending a medical team. Glen!" The alpha came out of his torpor and turned to Beta Acher who had walked away to grab a phone and contact Black Moon Hospital. "You need to call the person he is looking for."

That's right. He needed to call Greg as Connor asked him. How was the man would react when he had promised to bring Connor back to him? The long dark-haired alpha stormed out of the room and headed to Eden's cave where all his belongings were.

In the room where he stayed back with Connor, the omega male watched the agent's face. His forehead was drenched in sweat. The blue of his lips had darkened slightly and his appearance was getting worse.

The young werewolf felt his father's presence by his side and he guessed that of Acher, not far away. The entrance to the cave was quiet again.

His mother, The Luna, was handling the return of the werewolves wounded from the confrontation with Grey Wolf in another part of the cave with the other healers, which left them the way clear.

They were all on the lookout, waiting for the noise of the ambulance engine. Eden began to speak, without looking away from Connor's chest, which rose and fell to the rhythm of his jerky breathing.

"When we went to Little Soul, we met The Elder. As you know, she is the oldest and the Master of the Soul Healers, but she is the memory keeper of the Werewolves. Thus, she revealed us a lot of hidden truths."

The sound of his voice was soft and his tone calm and soothing. Despite his restlessness, the young werewolf didn't let his emotions get the better of him. The alpha listened to his words as he started to tell what he learned.

The beginning of his story was the creation myth of the werewolves. The leader knew it already. Like every werewolf. While he thought Eden was going to stop, the omega continued and told the unknown continuation of their past.

He told them how the pack, how Bloodhood pack and the tribe became one when the first Alpha and the first Luna fell in love. The omega then spoke about the gift given by the Goddess when they passed the test.

"That was the birth of the Skinwalkers," commented the werewolf. "They are wizards who can turn into wolves."

"So the pack of the legend is Bloodhood and the tribe is Blue Moon?" Silver was in disbelief and the blond-haired man nodded. "Unlike us, they don't have a hybrid form and their aura has a human shape."

He continued his story. He talked about Light who cursed Glen, then ended by evoking the link between the agent and the tribe.

"All of them aren't hostile, but their leader seems determined to force Connor to be a part of a ceremony. They are convinced that with his aura, they will be able to revive the power of the tribe which is dying."

"So this woman and the ones Connor was fighting with are Skinwalkers? Wizards who can turn into wolves?"

"That's right. And they're after Greg who's Connor's partner."

The alpha was silent for a moment as he digested everything he had just heard. However, there was one subject the omega had carefully avoided. The alpha could tell it was on purpose, but he needed an answer to prepare for what it entailed.

"Eden, about earlier. What you did to the dominants and the way you…"

"Submitted all of you?"

Silver simply nodded and Eden sighed.

"Can you give me some time? I promise to answer you when I'm ready.. For now, I just want to focus on the best way to put all of this behind us."