Chapter 158 - 157. Mine

The WIA liaison agent assigned to White Sage pack raised his hand to reach out to the heavy wooden door that was the entrance to Alpha Loan White Sage's office. His fist brushed the wood and he took a deep breath to brace himself. He had to if he wanted to endure the werewolf's wrath that would erupt once he delivered the mail he was holding in his other hand.

Two short knocks. That's all he did before waiting for the equally brief reply that came to him from the other side. The voice was clear, but a little harsher than usual. Just as grave but darker than usual.

Since that sadly famous evening, the leader had spent most of his time locked up wondering how to get his pack out of this crisis. Without an heir, he was now at the mercy of outsiders who could come and challenge him to lead his pack. He could refuse them but a greedy alpha confident with his strength could force his way to him to compel him to a deadly duel. Those were their laws.

Still, the last few days had been quiet. Too quiet. To the point that he wondered whether he had just lost his only Omega daughter or not. The enemies, power-hungry opportunists should have already taken advantage of his vulnerable state to attack. What were they waiting for? Moreover, where would they come from?

These were the thoughts that had occupied Loan White Sage since the evening when the sentries posted in front of his daughter's room had reported to him the death of the latter killed by the alpha she had chosen.

His first thought was that Red Orbs had set a trap for him. He had thought he was doing the right thing by accepting their candidate because Lia had stubbornly refused so many mating offers so far that his options were growing narrow.

However, when his men reported to him that, just after his daughter's death, the alpha in turn died mysteriously, Loan White Sage understood that the reason for the terrible death that the two werewolves had suffered was due to the obscure ritual.

Otherwise, how to explain the death of a perfectly healthy alpha? The leader had cursed his luck. Why Bloodhood had succeeded and he hadn't. His daughter was a more than respectable omega, although she was not a pure white omega, her personality was more than pleasant. She knew her place and even if she needed rigorous reminders that he didn't fail to give her from time to time, she respected the pack's hierarchy. Why did the ritual fail when the heir to Bloodhood passed without a hitch?

The two knocks on his door snapped the leader out of his thoughts. Who dared disturb him? Sentries, to announce that a leader was at their border? His voice rose to tell the person to come in.

When the door opened, Loan White Sage saw the face of his liaison officer appear, he frowned. What did the man want from him or rather what did the WIA want from him in these troubled times?

The agent moved forward without hesitation and stopped just behind the seat on the other side of the wooden desk.

"What do you want? I have to protect my packmates from the threats that are sure to come and have no time for…"

"I don't want to be here either, Alpha Loan," the agent snapped. "I'm only here to convey an official request that was sent to you through the WIA."

"A request?" repeated the werewolf, raising an eyebrow.

"For a dead-end."

Loan White Sage's blood froze as he heard the two words come out of the mouth of the human in front of him.

Which pack would dare to go through the WIA to send a dead-end request? Going through this official route meant only one thing. If the challenged leader refused, a confrontation between packs will take place and this won't be considered as a breach of the peace treaty. In other words, a leader forced him to accept a dead-end by threatening to attack his pack if he did not obey.

"Who is the pack? Which leader is mad enough to make such a proposal."

"Red Orbs."

The smirk that was born on Alpha Loan's lips displayed his smugness. The rogues alpha finally decided to make a move. He didn't expect it to go through official channels. He thought this bunch of former rogues was too untamed and stupid to think of such a subtle way. Still, it was nothing he couldn't handle.

Although Red Orbs was a pack of former rogues, they were too small to pose a threat. White Sage had more fighters, and even some sentries could be converted if necessary. Loan White Sage smirked. He wouldn't expose himself to a dead end so easily. All he had to do was refuse and let his fighters handle those ferals. He would thus keep his forces for a true opponent.

"Let them know that I refuse," Loan White Sage said, looking down at the documents strewn before him on his desk.

"Alright. However, I must inform you that Red Orbs has currently allied with Bloodhood. If you refuse, it is not only Red Orbs that your pack will have to face but Bloodhood as well."

For the second time, the leader's blood froze, but this time his hands began to tremble and that didn't go unnoticed. The liaison agent restrained himself with all his might from reacting because, finally, someone had ended up making this cruel and full of himself Alpha change his attitude.

"What does it mean Red Orbs has allied with Bloodhood? Since when? Why? It doesn't concern them at all!"

"It's part of the rules. During a clash between packs, alliances can be formed on one side or the other."

The leader was fuming. This alliance didn't make any sense. Aside from Purple Eyes and Green Lake during the Big Bloodshed, the pack had never allied and never gotten involved in other packs' problems. Why now? Why with Red Orbs?

The bad reputation of the pack born of a gang of rogues, however, would harm that of Bloodhood. So, why?

"Can you confirm that your refuse Red Orbs' request?"

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Eden, who had just arrived with his mate, joined his father in the bleachers of the stadium lent by Red Creek. The place would host the deathmatch between White Sage's alpha and Red Orbs' alpha.

The male omega walked over to the part of the stands that had been assigned to his pack. Whispers arose with each of his steps. Before, that would have been enough to disturb the young werewolf, but not now.

His determination was greater than ever and he was sure of his choices. The proof was that his plan had scored as he intended.

As soon as he heard Bloodhood's name, Alpha Loan consented to the dead-end, believing it was his best chance. The deterrent power the traditional pack possessed was even greater since it had annihilated Grey Wolf. Furthermore, there were rumors about his mate since the events in front of Red Creek Academy. Respect but also jealousy has increased for Bloodhood.

Eden spotted his parents and quickened his pace. He saw his father's face show his silent question and the blond answered as he took a seat next to him.

"He went to see how Alpha Krasny was doing. He will join us as soon as he's finished."

His phone rang at the same time and the face of the omega lit up when he read the message from his mate.

Silver looked at his son whose light blush on his cheeks clashed with the solemnity of the events that were to unfold before them, but betrayed how happy and pampered the omega was by his alpha. The Bloodhood's leader let out a light laugh and turned his attention back to the field.

Eden was focused on his screen which he stared at with sparkling eyes and didn't notice that someone had just taken a seat not so far away from him, along with his pack. The low-key newcomer narrowed his eyes as he stared at the heir to Bloodhood, still upset by their last encounter, before directing his attention to the field like the rest of the Werewolves.

A suddenly heavy silence made the omega male look up from his phone to observe the fight that was about to occur. He had devised this plan, but even if these calculations on what Loan White Sage would do had turned out to be correct, the outcome of the confrontation didn't depend on him, but only from the leader of Red Orbs.

Eden had tested him and had seen in him an excellent fighter. However, he had no idea what he could expect from Alpha Loan. The young werewolf had no reason to meet him, much less after Red Orbs sent his dead-end request, so he had no way of knowing what level the White Sage leader was. This dead-end's outcome depended entirely on his level and how Krasny would handle it if he was higher than his.

Krasny Licht was the first to enter the field and Eden once again displayed his statistics to have them in mind and compare them with those of Alpha Loan.

[Krasny Licht Level: 71

Race: Werewolf

Blood rank: Alpha

Kind: ???

Class: Warrior

Name: The Protector

Stats: strength: 7055 / 10,000

Speed: 3260 / 10,000

Agility: 5020 / 10,000

Intellect: 7245/ 10,000

HP: 680/680

Skills: Perception (Active, Class Warrior)

Blessing of the Goddess (Active)

Admonition (Active, Class Warrior)

The Protector's Rage (Passive, Class Warrior)]

He smiled as he remembered their fight and the fighting spirit the alpha had shown. He was an excellent fighter and his Skill Perception, even if it was only Warrior Class would be for sure a big help.

Eventually, White Sage's alpha entered the field as well and a whisper rose then quieted down. The leader's aura was disproportionate to Krasny Licht's and the omega male couldn't stop his hand from lightly gripping his knee, betraying his nervousness. Eden displayed the the werewolf's data and his face twitched.

"How does it look?" Glen muttered as he took a seat next to his mate. He also displayed the system's screen to see what he could expect from this match.

[Loan White Sage, Level: 93

Race: Werewolf

Blood rank: Alpha

Kind: ???

Class: Warrior

Name: None

Stats: strength: 9754 / 10,000

Speed: 2535 / 10,000

Agility: 1901 / 10,000

Intellect: 7490 / 10,000

HP: 720/720

Skills: Blessing of the Goddess (Active)]

Glen stared at the screen with narrowed eyes. He knew what his mate was thinking since he was thinking the same thing. It wasn't impossible, but it was going to be difficult. More than two thousand points difference in their strength points, was a huge difference. However, Krasny had an advantage since his speed and agility made his movements more fluid and above all, he possessed admonition.

It wasn't as effective as Glen's Divine Class Admonition but it could affect his opponent and they hoped that would be enough. Eden who had already read the details, again and again, displayed for the umpteenth time the description of the alpha's skill which remained a mystery to him.

[The Protector's Rage (Passive, Class Warrior)

Once activated, all abilities reach maximum points for 15 minutes.]

This skill was an asset. A more than major asset. Unfortunately, there was nothing written about the conditions that had to be met for the Skill to activate as Eden was in complete darkness.

The male omega sighed and turned off the screen because the match was about to start and there was nothing he could do. Everything was in Krasny's hands.

The referee took his place between the two alphas to remind them of the rules of their confrontation. As soon as it was done the two werewolves moved away and the referee moved away to leave the field. As soon as the latter set foot off the lawn, Loan White Sage rushed towards his opponent but the aura of the latter changed completely, and this was because of an unexpected event that sowed agitation in the stands right next to Eden and his mate.

It was Glen who first noticed that something was amiss in the Green Lake section of the bleachers right next to them. The sweet smell that reached him made his body freeze. He knew those pheromones and for good reason, he had breathed them when Winnie Blackbones had tried in vain to seduce him.

He turned his head and saw the panic that had set in among the representatives of Green Lake when they saw that Caius Blackbones' omega son had suddenly gone into heat.

Panting painfully on the floor the male omega was spreading his seduction pheromones into the stadium filled probably with several dozen of unbonded dominants who were already reacting to the olfactory invitation.

Several grunts arose as here and there the affected werewolves who were closest to Winnie stalked him with a predatory air, while those furthest away sought to close in, causing utter disorder as several fights broke out with those who were trying to protect the endangered omega.

No one saw what happened on the ground, or when Loan White Sage's body fell to the ground, pierced through and through by Krasny who didn't even wait for him to give his last breath. The Alpha leaped towards the stands and punch through the crowd to reach Winnie. No one seemed able to even slow down the alpha who suddenly became overpowered.

Glen was ready to stop him when Eden held him back and drew his attention to the ringing he had been hearing for a few seconds already.

[IMPORTANT

Initiate the Omega's Mark Ritual to bond The Protector to his mate.]

Glen read the screen, in disbelief and turned to Krasny whose eyes were locked on Winnie. The alpha took a step towards the male omega breathing in his seductive pheromones. His eyes glowed red and a smile curved the Red Orbs leader's lips. The alpha unfurled his pheromones, covering the omega's and threatening any other dominants in the vicinity.

"Mine."