Twenty one

FERAL SINS.

EPISODE TWENTY ONE..

She buried her head in between her knees as she closed her ears, trying so hard to take her attention elsewhere and not the growling and bone crushing sounds behind the door..

She didn't have much of a choice as the only thing prominent around her was darkness.

Outside, the battle between the werewolves and five Skinwalkers ( therianthrope) had ended.

All the therianthrope had been dead before the backup burst through the door..

Nicklaus killed those shape shifters effortlessly, his blood shot eyes were glistening with fury...

The therianthropes had been shredded into pieces under his wolf's fangs. Blood was dripping down his sharp claws and left traces all over his fur....

He looked more feral than ever, a mystical creature that had been living on the earth since Millennia..

He shifted back to his human form once he was sure the Skin walkers were dead but his eyes were still bloodshot.

The rest also shifted Into their human form...

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