Weres

30. Knights

A/N: In my werewolf world, werewolves' can only do mind linking when in their wolf form, not in their human form.

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"Calm down, Wolfie."

Eden looked up to find a smiling guy standing on the broad branch of a tree. The stranger's hazel eyes gleamed with mischief as he gave a crooked smile, flashing his sharp canines. The man had curly brown hair which was flowing over his white-marbled face.

Eden changed his stance to attack, ready to charge on the intruder.

"Forgive our sudden arrival, Alpha." Another voice spoke up followed by a small thump, making Eden turn around. It was another man, hoisting himself from kneeling position. "Also forgive my mate's slippery tongue," he said in a thick accent, narrowing his eyes at his grinning mate.

The other man had the same textured skin like his companion. However, his light blue eyes and cropped white hair were in contrast to his mate's appearance. His stature too was relatively smaller.

Not even a minute later the two trespassers were surrounded by other wolves. Eden had mind linked to Oliver about them when he caught their scent. All the wolves were ready to rip apart the strangers at their Alpha's command. 

Sensing the threat, the white-haired man raised his hands in surrender.

"I am here to help," he said, staring at Eden's wolf form. "We can help you find your mate, Alpha."

Eden narrowed his eyes at the man but didn't attack, intrigued by what they could possibly know about Marley.

"I am Iosif," the man continued, extremely cautious of his every movement. 

He had no doubt that wolves wouldn't hesitate to draw blood if they found him a threat to their pack. He looked above at his partner, who was still casually leaning against the tree branch. "And that is my mate, Kyle."

On hearing his name, Kyle without any care in the world jumped down and landed swiftly on the muddy ground.

Every wolf surrounding them watched the two suspiciously. These intruders weren't humans, but neither were they werewolves. Their scent was different.

"Now that the introductions are out of the way, we should get down to business. Shouldn't we?" Kyle spoke up, smirking at the puzzled faces of the wolves. He looked at Eden and flashed a smile. "I am sure we will get your mate sooner if you guys too made some effort to talk to us. Growling and glaring isn't helping the communication."

Eden growled threateningly, not in the least liking the disrespect from him.

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Kyle walked around the spacious room, touching the sculptures and photos that were decorated on the drawers and tables. He was the sort of a guy who made himself at home without any reassurance from the host.

Iosif and Kyle were in one of the rooms of pack house accompanied by Eden, Oliver, and Nicholas. The wolves made sure to not let the two get too comfortable but Kyle didn't seem fazed by their inhospitality, in fact, he rather enjoyed it.

Oliver studied that while Kyle was nonchalant and a bit rash, his mate Iosif was stiff, refined and always in control of his tongue. The beta was having a hard time to figure out which one of them was more dangerous.

"Spill," Eden commanded, his voice stern and face blank of any emotion.

"The man that you're looking for goes by Odis," Iosif started, glaring at Kyle who almost dropped a vase while examining it. "He's the head of the clan that charged on your territory the other day."