Wolfish Grin 소설 & 이야기

"I will not let you win this fight Princess, I'm sorry but my buddies and I are having a huge bet. You will lose!" His angry face charged forward and I swear that I saw his fangs on the side of his mouth. He is using his wolf strength discreetly. With my face beginning to look black and blue and my lips bloody, I cannot be humiliated more. I gather all the strength in my right fish and gritted my teeth hard.

As they approached the border, the infected wolves came into view, their eyes glowing with an unnatural hunger. Alpha Jasper, a towering figure of unyielding dominance, exudes an aura of ruthless power. His black hair, cropped short, frames his chiseled face, accentuating his piercing grey eyes, which seem to bore into those he encounters, as if daring them to challenge him. His fair skin, stretched taut over his sharp cheekbones, appears almost translucent in the right light, giving him an otherworldly appearance, a testament to his supernatural strength and ferocity. His presence is imposing, a palpable force that commands attention and inspires fear.

“Calm down and trust him.” Kris pulls himself to his feet, looking up to find my eyes. I push down my horror and fear, nodding at him. He limps forward, one hand clutching his ribs and the other clenching into a fist by his side. Slowly, he brings both hands in front of him and growls menacingly. The wolves whine, the mere authority of Kris’ growl forcing them into submission. Without waiting, he charges at them but is only able to get one wolf with a blow to the ribs. Blood spews out of its mouth, and it falls to the ground.

I kept an eye on the treeline as the gentle breeze rustled the lower leaves. The wolf’s loud growl brought me back to the situation unfolding in front of me. His teeth dripped with saliva, and I could see the pink gums above his canines under his furled lip. Fuck me, those are some big teeth! One of the girls gently grabbed Lincoln’s arm and tugged him backward. She wasn’t looking at the wolf, and seemed to be naturally submissive. Finally, the guy started moving away. He looked at me with contempt. “This isn’t over, Clementine.” The wolf snarled loudly at his words, and the guy glared at the animal before he turned and bolted with his girlfriends.

I shouted at the two wolves, and they continued staring. One of the wolves opened their mouth, letting their tongue roll out the side. If a wolf could grin, I'd imagine that's what it would look like. The other wolf looked at it's companion and huffed, rolling it's eyes. Could wolves even roll their eyes? "Fine." I snapped, "Sit there and stare at me."

The instructor snapped a command and they froze in formation, chests heaving, weapons lowered. Winter flashed a smile when he got closer. It was perfect—white teeth, slight crinkle at the corners of his eyes, the kind of smile that made lesser Alphas relax and lesser wolves bare their throats. But the smile never reached his eyes. August knew. He always knew.

It's a foolish mistake on their part not to have injected me with silver as soon as they captured me. With a loud growl, I bare my teeth in a wolfish grin, relishing the fear in Adam's eyes. "Let's begin," we say in unison before launching ourselves at Adam with ferocious determination.

Clearly these wolves have absolutely no discipline, no control, no morals, nothing that makes them trustworthy in any way. Gripping his wrist that grips my jaw, I sink my fingers into his flesh slowly. His eyes flicker, but I grip his wrist with so much force that the bone begins to crunch. Only then does he show a small amount of pain. My eyes burn blood red, that alone has the wolfs eyes growing wide in shock. "I am Alpha Female, know your place!" I sneer viciously, smashing my head off of his, head butting him so hard that he stumbles back.

’ I can almost picture the grinning face of a white wolf, the expression looking ridiculous on her wolfish features. Elder Winifred gives me a sly smirk, a tinkle of laughter leaving her lips. “I can tell by the look on your face that you have.” She nods her head as if this was the most logical conversation to be having and not a completely confusing situation that has me completely lost.

“But if you’ll have me, I’m a part of yours. That’s my decision.” A victorious grin spreads across his face, and he grabs me up in a crushing hug that knocks all the breath out of me. He smashes his mouth down on mine and then pulls back, grinning. “Hell fuckin’ yeah,” he says. “There’s not a single wolf in the world we’d rather have.”