Several soldiers looked in Eden's direction after they saw the severed head of their new leader. They thus realized with horror that the one they took for a weak omega had just killed their new chief with disconcerting ease. In their eyes, the young werewolf could see this gesture was only confirmation of one fact. They were only monsters that should be got rid of as soon as possible. However, even if he was convinced that coexistence was possible between werewolves and humans, Eden was also aware that in no way the men who were in front of him would let him and his kind live if they could kill them all.
"I don't want to kill or fight any of you so I'm going to say it one last time. Please stop this madness. There is no reason for us to fight!"
"No reason? You just killed our chief, you monster," one of the hunters shouted, clutching the handle of the ax he was holding with both hands as his eyes searched for an opening to attack the blond.
