Chapter 157 - 156. First Ally

The glare Krasny cast to Eden made the blond chuckle. The Red Orbs alpha couldn't believe what was happening. Omegas were indeed faster than Dominants, but Eden's movements were abnormally fast. Just as his blows were abnormally powerful.

The blond werewolf had managed to break his nose with just one blow of the elbow and the kick he had received in the flanks had probably cracked his ribs. How else to explain the pain he felt if not?

The Red Orbs leader gritted his teeth and looked at Eden who was waiting for his reaction standing a few feet away from him. He wasn't even on guard, and the alpha felt insulted by his perkiness.

"You're fighting like humans" stated Krasny with a disgruntled expression on his face that failed to have the desired effect.

"Yes. Omegas usually have less strength than Dominants. Thus, my mate helped me train and showed me moves to compensate for this natural gap."

Krasny passed his hand under the chin hit by Eden and rubbed the painful spot.

"Hey, Pretty thing, do you mind if I take your invitation seriously since you don't seem to be holding any punches?"

"I've been waiting for this all along," Eden retorted with a grin and Krasny's annoyance grew stronger.

The dominant bared his claws and none of the werewolves around them reacted. He even saw a proud smile curve Glen's lips. The red-haired Alpha noticed that two new figures had just appeared.

Two women, one middle-aged and one elderly with greying hair were standing near Bloodhood's future alpha. The latter leaned over to whisper something to Glen and he couldn't catch what it was despite his good hearing.

Krasny decided to attack. Bloodhood hoped he did it anyway and he couldn't keep on losing face in front of his men for another second.

He took a first step and all the others who followed, crushed the ground. That was how powerful was each step the alpha take to gain impetus to launch his attack. He reached out the blond and threw his claws aiming for the stomach he wanted to lacerate, but the heir of Bloodhood dodged it easily. Notwithstanding, Krasny chained the blows. Right, left, right, left. And each time, Eden moved back to dodge.

When he struck his last blow, the male omega had already spotted a weak point to exploit. He noticed the alpha's chest was lowering each time he threw his arm at him. Eden waited for the perfect moment to throw a kick and the alpha ducked even lower.

The blond's leg brushed against the top of Krasny's head. It was precisely what Eden was waiting for. He blocked the momentum of his leg and bent it to lock the alpha's neck between his calf and the back of his thigh.

Held in place, Red Orbs alpha's eyes widened when Eden's foot kicked his face twice before releasing him from the position. The male omega then stepped back to throw another kick that reached the werewolf on the right cheek.

Like he wanted to show that this fighting style wasn't the only one he mastered, Eden's next move was inspired by the brute force used by werewolves when they fight.

He rushed towards Krasny who was already off-balance because of his last blow and he jumped. His leap brought him to level with one of the alpha's shoulders, which he grabbed to guide his next strike. The impulse took him behind the dominant and he twisted his chest to turn around and see the alpha's back. Eden thus spotted the place between the end of the neck and the beginning of the spine where he struck hard.

Luckily the Red Orbs leader wasn't weak at all. Instead of being sent to the ground like any bad fighter would have been, Krasny staggered but recovered his footing. He turned to face Eden and rushed forward.

Again, the alpha tried to hit the blond and blew kick after kick as Eden avoided them with a series of backflips. He succeeded in putting some distance between them and Krasny tried to use this to his advantage.

Pushing on his legs, he jumped up and landed just a few inches in front of Eden who had just straightened up. This was his chance.

The alpha swung his claws and, one more time, the blond managed to dodge it. Krasny even thought for a moment that the tip of one of his claws had succeeded in scratching the omega's skin. Just that would have been enough to give this cocky omega a lesson. However, he failed and Eden got out of range.

As abruptly as he had started to provoke him, the male omega lowered his guard and a radiant smile lit up his face. He had gotten the answer he wanted. Even though their exchange had only lasted a few kicks and he had been dominating all along, he knew that with his current stats few werewolves could keep up with him. Most of his stats aside from his strength had already reached the legendary class tier.

He was much less powerful than his mate, but he was now stronger than many dominants, including alphas. Only a noble class dominant with higher strength points or another legendary class like his father was on his level.

"Alright. You passed the test," Eden announced.

Unfortunately, Krasny was enraged. The alpha had just been humiliated in front of his men by an omega. A werewolf who was supposed to be much weaker had made a fool of him in a fight and led him by the nose. There is no way he would agree to things stop just like that. Bloodhood had wanted a fight, he would fight until one was dead and he would make sure the dead one wouldn't be him.

Red Orbs leader rushed forward again, determined to pierce the omega's body with his claws. Eden, who expected a similar reaction, sent a link to his mate asking him to do what they had agreed upon before Krasny arrived in Bloodhood territory.

When Glen had told his omega that he might have a way for him to use his Skill Dominance without suffering any backlash, he had thought it was a bluff, but the Dominant was quite serious.

Glen received the link from his mate and did what his mate wanted. He used their Fated bond to share his 'Strength' points and, thus, allow his omega to reach the required tier to use his skill of domination.

As Krasny had closed the distance between them and was ready to rip him apart with his claws, the omega didn't flinch an inch and unfurled his domination pheromones. The message Krasny received paralyzed his entire body, stopping him in his tracks.

He tried to fight back but the pain he felt in every muscle as he resisted the submission position was unbearable.

Eden looked at the alpha who was curled up head down in front of him and announced in a soft voice.

"The test is over and you passed, which means I don't want any more acts of rebellion. I will explain everything to you in detail but for now, come with me." Eden suppressed his pheromones.

The blond werewolf took two steps closer and he held out a hand to help the alpha up.

"I'm not a mere omega, I guess you get that by now. I want you to fight alongside us. Alpha Loan is only small fry, however, he is the first step to building solid ranks. Enemies are lurking in the shadows that threaten the existence of all werewolves. I would like you to join me so we fight them."

The omega's hand was palm open, level with the alpha's face. Krasny looked up to watch his expression. A bitter laugh escaped his lips.

"You played me, Pretty thing!"

He lowered his head without a word and the blond paused for a moment, pondering what he could say for the alpha to understand the way he acted.

"If I had told you that the Moon Goddess had chosen me, an omega, to be the one to lead the werewolves in the greatest battle they had ever seen, would you have believed me, or would you just have judged me by my blood rank?"

The question made the alpha raise his head to gaze at Eden. Krasny understood the reason for all this showmanship. He probably would have laughed at him if he hadn't experienced the blond's abilities.

As a Dominant, he would never pay attention to the talk of a Sub claiming to have been chosen by the Moon Goddess. However, the strength and abilities of the heir to Bloodhood, but also the fact that he succeeded in subduing him was proof that he was what he announced.

Krasny chuckled, accepting his defeat, and grabbed the hand that the omega male extended to him to get up. He dusted off his clothes and followed the blond to walk over to Silver and Glen. As soon as he was near the two alphas, his eyes locked on Glen's as if he was searching deep in the medium-ocean green iris eyes for the answer to a crucial question. He broke the silence after a few seconds.

"I guess that, in bed, he must be a real beast…"

Krasny bent over after the punch Eden threw at him right in the ribs.

"They were already cracked. I'm sure my ribs are broken now!" The alpha groaned as he clutched his sides, a grimace distorting his facial features.

"We have very good healers, I can even ask that a Soul Healer heal you," said the blond who carefully avoided everyone's gaze and turned on his heels to walk back into the cave, the tops of his ears bright red.

Glen watched his mate's silhouette walk away, a smile on his lips, and turned to the silver-haired werewolf who had arrived at his side with Silphie shortly after the fight began.

"Can you take care of him, please? He shouldn't die before it all starts. He looks rather delicate."

Krasny glared at the long dark haired alpha and The Elder sneered.

"No need. He's a big guy. Let him stay still for a bit. With his natural healing process, it will be like new in a few hours."

"Is that how you treat your allies?" Krasny said in a slightly dramatic tone. His men had joined him and one of them threw his alpha's arm over his shoulder to support him.

They had attended the scene, first upset, then incredulous by hearing the exchange between Eden and their leader, but especially by feeling the aura and the pheromones of domination that the omega had used.

It was Silver who answered the alpha's whining with a firm hand on his shoulder.

"If you're complaining about this much, did my son make a mistake choosing you to join us?"

The question wasn't one. There was only one possible answer and Krasny knew it. He bit back his grimace and responded to the alpha's silent pressure.

"No, there is no mistake."

The leader of Bloodhood walked towards the cavern following his son and all the werewolves also take their leave. Glen, Silphie, and The Elder were the last to set off.

They led the way to the Red Orbs alpha supported by his men. They were nearing the entrance when the leader of the former rogues noticed Connor leaning against the wall, arms folded across his chest. The dominant's expression changed upon seeing the WIA man,

"What are you doing here, Red?"

"That nickname is annoying, you know. But I guess it soothed my mood to have witnessed your crushing defeat just before hearing the sound of your voice."

Krasny opened his mouth to retort but Glen spoke in.

"We better hurry or they'll be waiting for us in the meeting room."

After a short glaring contest, Connor and the blood-red-haired alpha set out to follow the others.

The leader of Red Orbs took his place in one of the three empty seats with his men and he eyed the cup of lightly flavored tea that Silphie placed in front of each of them.

"What is it?" He said, raising an eyebrow suspiciously.

"It will make our discussion much faster trust me. If I wanted to hurt you I would have done it during our fight, not here." Eden informed with a smirk.

Krasny clicked his tongue at the provocation. He raised his cup to drink it in one sip so did his two fighters. As soon as he was done, he looked at Eden for the other werewolves around the table but nothing happened. At least the very first seconds.

When Eden saw their face distort in front of incomprehension because of the energy flows and the different auras they perceived thanks to the tea that had been cut with the mixture used for the Soul Healer apprentices, he gestured to Silphie who transformed and took the form of a wolf. Unlike the other werewolves present in the room, her aura didn't have the shape of a wolf but of a human silhouette.

The Elder's voice echoed through the room, which had suddenly filled with a heavy silence.

"It all started when the Moon Goddess, to reward the courage of a pack of wolves, offered them human souls. From then on, those wolves were able to take on human form. They thus became the very first pack of werewolves.

The name of this pack is a name you hear without knowing they were the first ones of their kind because for millennia their past had been forgotten. Today, on the eve of the greatest battle they have ever seen, they have recovered their memory as they have flushed out their enemies.. The name of this pack is Bloodhood."