Bitten Wolves 소설 & 이야기

The room was silent for a long time, until Jessica finally broke the silence. "This may not be related," she started hesitantly, "but I read about a warrior who was bitten by a feral vampire. Something happened to his wolf after that. It was like it couldn't connect to the pack anymore and began to go rabid, like a rogue. Has he been bitten or anything?" "He doesn't have any bites I can see," her mom responded as she examined Patrick more closely. She then turned to me, "you said it was like his wolf went rabid and turned on him? Like it was attacking him from the inside?"

The spot where he had bitten her this morning was alarmingly reddened and swollen, almost glowing with an angry intensity. He quickly ran to her, scooped her up, and gently placed her on the bed. He touched her forehead, she was burning with a dangerously high fever. He was certain it was the horrific side effects of his bite, a consequence he had foolishly ignored. It was widely known among their kind that a wolf bite to a human could be fatal, often leading to agonizing fever and death. However, this morning, he had completely lost control of himself, consumed by the overwhelming desires of his wolf to bite and claim her as his mate.

It was so peaceful that I slept off. A sharp pain woke me up, and I was shocked to see that I had been surrounded by four huge wolves; I had been bitten. They were beta breeds. I knew I wasn't strong enough to survive them. I needed to run. I shifted and tried to run, but they attacked me and slammed me against a tree. I whimpered, scared for my life. I tried to see how I would be able to escape, but I didn't see a way out. I knew I might die.

A woman, with wings like that of a sparrow, was busy tending to the nearest one. I couldn’t tell if the person on the cot was male or female, as they were laying on their back, but that was the least of our problems. Their flesh was torn in several places, ripped open into horrifying gashes that could’ve come from only one thing. They had been whipped. “Solana’s sentries have been punishing those who act against her. Most of the wounded are wolves.” Katya confessed; her eyes glossy. I flinched hard at her words. They opened up that part of me that was connected to every wolf, and as I pinpointed the injured, I felt their pain cascade through my veins.

In the blown window, a brown she-wolf crouched half inside, breath hot and rotten, eyes intelligent and hateful. “Out of my house!” Jake bellowed. The wolf weighed him, then lifted a muscled forearm as he fired. Rounds sparked off hide and bone. Zak and Tara piled in. “Smart bitch,” Jake snapped, still working the trigger. “She’s not going down!” Zak barked, stitching a burst. “Body!” Jake yelled. They dragged fire off the skull. The she-wolf shrieked, rocked, then vaulted backward into the yard and vanished into the dark.

Lola chuckled, “Magic powers?” No one laughed and Tristan responded, “All the wolves from the Fire Wolf clan were born with magical abilities. Like reading minds, hurting people by looking at them, controlling water, teleporting, speaking to animals and so much more. They said that the first Fire Wolf Agnitus was able to set anything on fire where he set his eyes on.” Lola understood by now that they were all dead serious about this, so she asked, “So what happened to them? “

He was about to jump to eat me when I close my eyes and wait for my death sentence. A second ago when I don’t feel anything and I slowly open my eyes. I was just surprised that there was another wolf but he looked different than him. He fights with his fellow wolf. He has white fur all over his body, a little bigger than a black wolf, he has blue eyes but he also has sharp nails and fangs. The black wolf hit the white wolf with his talons that’s why the white wolf moves backward.

It was like someone was blocking her from mind linking anyone. And that was when she smelt it. Wolfs bane. That explains why she can’t mind link. Wolfs bane is also known as wolf’s poison. Apart from silver, another dangerous thing to werewolves is the wolfs bane. When a werewolf is close to wolfs bane, it disturbs the system. The werewolf won’t be able to mind link just like the way Tory is feeling right now. And if a werewolf stay close to wolfs bane for long, he or she might lose his or her wolf and might eventually die.

This wasn’t good and tempers were getting the best of them. Their wolves attacked each other head-on while growling loudly, colliding with their jaws wide open and biting into one another ruthlessly. They were ready to rip each other apart, and I was terrified that Bennett might hurt dad. It was hard to tell who was who in this deadly match of teeth.

Another ripped open a girl’s gown, bearing her breasts, breaking her ribs, clawing out the heart and devouring it, still beating, as it squirted thick dark blood. One of the wolves, the biggest, probably the Alpha, cornered Bianca under a table and held her trapped for a long time, growling and baring his teeth. When the other girls were dead and the room was awash in sticky red blood and bits of flesh, internal tissue, and bones, the Alpha pounced. Strangely—perhaps because of her beauty, perhaps for some other reason, who knows?—Bianca’s attacker didn’t kill her. The wolf turned her to one of its kind with a non-fatal bite. She was the only survivor.