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Mira's Game of Blood

Auteur: Princess Wright
last update Dernière mise à jour: 2025-12-11 18:03:10

The clearing was drenched in blood, the grass matted, slick with carnage. Wolves lay twisted and broken, their bodies sprawled at impossible angles, teeth bared in silent screams.

Yet Anana’s chest heaved with unnervingly calm, her breathing untouched by the carnage around her. The taste of iron clung to her lips, but her eyes were cold, calculating and unshaken.

Every strike had been precise. Every motion, a lesson in death. Every kill executed with cold, unflinching efficiency as if the wolves themselves had volunteered for slaughter.

Even in human form, Anana was a storm of violence, a hurricane in flesh and steel. Any wolf foolish enough to face her would not live to regret it.

Her eyes swept the clearing. Only five remained, their massive forms trembling, muscles coiled, tails low. Their breaths came in ragged, anxious pants. They wanted to run, but Mira’s command anchored them in place and forced them forward toward inevitable doom.

“You should have stayed home,” Anana whispered
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  • Bonded To The Alpha God of War    The Shattering of Mira's Pride

    Mira struck again… another slash, brutal, lightning-fast, a murderous arc meant to carve straight through flesh and bone.CLANG!Anana caught it with a single dagger.Just one. Her wrist barely shifted, her expression didn’t flicker, and the deadly force behind Mira’s strike drained harmlessly into the air… as though the attack weighed no more than a falling leaf.That calm… that absolute lack of fear hit Mira harder than any blade could.It was insulting. It was infuriating. It was mockery without a single spoken word.Mira’s snarl deepened, contorting her face into something wild as her rage erupted into savagery.She slashed again… fast, vicious, a cut designed to split ribs. Anana caught it with a movement so measured, so precise, it bordered on laziness, as if she wasn’t fighting for her life but adjusting a misplaced object.Mira lunged with a savage stab meant for the abdomen… Anana’s daggers slipped into position with fluid grace, redirecting the point by mere inches. With no

  • Bonded To The Alpha God of War    The Clash of Fury and Ice 

    Mira didn’t charge… she exploded.The instant her foot slammed off the ground, the night itself seemed to flinch. She launched forward with brutal, blistering speed… so fast the wind dragged behind her in a violent ripple. Her blade carved through the darkness in a vicious, gleaming arc, every step hammering into the blood-soaked earth with the fury of something unhinged.Her face was twisted feral, contorted with rage, eyes burning like a wildfire desperate to consume. This wasn’t a fighter advancing.This was a predator trying to kill.Her first swing crashed downward… a killing stroke. A cleaving, merciless blow meant to split Anana from shoulder to hip, to break bone, to end everything in a single, dominant strike.But Anana… she didn’t meet the attack. She didn’t panic.She shifted. A slit of motion, so clean and precise it looked effortless. She stepped aside by barely a breath, letting Mira’s blade swing through the empty space her body had just vacated.The metal screamed thro

  • Bonded To The Alpha God of War    The Clash of Blades

    The night trembled as Mira rode like a storm unleashed, a streak of shadow and fury tearing through the dense land. Her horse’s hooves pounded the forest floor with such force that the earth seemed to wince beneath its weight. Wind whipped at her war suit, the dark fabric snapping violently around her war-hardened form, making her look like a specter carved from vengeance.Her eyes… razor-sharp, starved, wicked beyond salvation burned with a pleasure so dark it didn’t belong to anything mortal. It simmered in her bones. It pulsed through her veins. A satisfaction so bottomless she could no longer keep it contained.Then she saw them… The bodies.Her wolves handpicked, battle-trained, loyal creatures who had followed her now sprawled across the clearing like fallen stars. Some cut open, some torn apart. All dead.Their blood seeped into the earth, painting the forest floor with a thick, violent red.And in the center of that carnage standing calm, still, unbothered as if the destructio

  • Bonded To The Alpha God of War    Mira's Game of Blood

    The clearing was drenched in blood, the grass matted, slick with carnage. Wolves lay twisted and broken, their bodies sprawled at impossible angles, teeth bared in silent screams.Yet Anana’s chest heaved with unnervingly calm, her breathing untouched by the carnage around her. The taste of iron clung to her lips, but her eyes were cold, calculating and unshaken.Every strike had been precise. Every motion, a lesson in death. Every kill executed with cold, unflinching efficiency as if the wolves themselves had volunteered for slaughter.Even in human form, Anana was a storm of violence, a hurricane in flesh and steel. Any wolf foolish enough to face her would not live to regret it.Her eyes swept the clearing. Only five remained, their massive forms trembling, muscles coiled, tails low. Their breaths came in ragged, anxious pants. They wanted to run, but Mira’s command anchored them in place and forced them forward toward inevitable doom.“You should have stayed home,” Anana whispered

  • Bonded To The Alpha God of War    Blood in the Moonlight 

    The instant Anana’s eyes snapped open, the night tore apart.A shadow burst from the bushes… massive, snarling, all claws and fangs, a wolf so large its jump shook the branches overhead.It rocketed toward her, jaws unhinged wide enough to rip out her throat in a single bite.Anana didn’t flinch. She moved… a swift, fluid contortion that defied human limits. Her spine arched backward, her body folding just low enough that the wolf’s claws slashed through empty air where her chest had been a heartbeat earlier.The beast sailed over her but it never landed. Because Anana moved first.Her arm snapped upward with lethal precision, her dagger carving through the air in a blur that defied the eye. She didn’t strike after the wolf came close, she struck it in flight, meeting its charge head-on with flawless timing.Her dagger slid beneath its jawline at the exact moment its body crossed above her, catching the wolf in the tender gap where fur met flesh. Using the creature’s own momentum, she

  • Bonded To The Alpha God of War    The First Strike of the Hunt 

    The warriors stiffened… every muscle tightening, every breath locking in their chests. Their spines straightened in perfect unison, heads lowering in a mixture of fear, devotion, and the unmistakable thrill of violence that came with serving her.Then… they moved. Not a word nor a warning. Just a sudden, explosive burst of motion.Boots slammed against the earth as they launched forward, and mid-stride their bodies twisted… bones snapping, reshaping, reforming with brutal efficiency. Limbs elongated, claws tore free. Their clothes shredded under the force of the shift. Fur erupted along their spines.A chorus of guttural growls rumbled through the trees as each warrior completed the transformation, landing on four massive paws that dug into the soil with predatory hunger.The forest shuddered around them.Their wolves, huge, battle-trained, and vicious, lifted their heads as one. Mira’s command still echoed in their bones.And then… with a single collective snarl,they bolted into the

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