Beast Blood Pellet What Does It Do Novels & Stories

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

The beast groans, inducing terror in me, wrecking my cool. Why does he seem so curious?

I kept my face in a cool mask of indifference as she continued, the spear that was still in my shoulder burning hotly. “Have you forgotten so soon Beast? What got you here in the first place? You are a copy of your father! A brutish beast who can never love any-” Ma Jules spewed before I wrenched her head back, snapping it messily from her neck just as I felt her spine break under my foot and the body crumple to the gritty floor. I sighed heavily, howling a guttural dirge of exhausted victory as the full moon’s energy caressed the fur of my Alpha.

He had a somber expression on his aged face. The blood of the Spirit Turtle was Beast Blood. Even an elite like the Malevolent King could not withstand the Devilish Energy contained in the blood. It was undeniably bad that Thea was now tainted with Beast Blood. A burst of True Energy formed in his palm as he raised his hand. He wanted to kill Thea while she was still unconscious so that she would not wake up and suffer from the Beast Blood. Even though he had raised his hand, he was hesitant to strike. Eventually, he dispelled the True Energy in his palm.

**** In no time, Claude had rallied the rest of the squad, he went through the process of introducing them but I didn’t give a fuck about their names, all I knew was that they were useful pawns. Since we could not go to the Elite Guards Garrison to get the weapons that we needed, we went to the alpha’s pack house and Claude got us the supplies from Stephan’s personal armory. Perks of being the son of the alpha. “Here’s what you need to know,” I said to them as soon as we got close to the river bank. “The beast is a serpent and it is massive with large and hard scales. It emits some sort of low frequency sound so beware of that and also, it can spit the plague at you.”

I didn’t need anyone to tell me that Alpha Caius wouldn’t be pleased, their reactions said it all. There was silence for the rest of the ride to the pack. Soon, the Blood Howl Pack territory came into view and I was stunned. The landscape extended as far as my eyes could see, dotted with beautiful buildings. There was no doubt, this pack was the largest and richest pack in all of North America.

I screamed, lunging forward. But I was stopped mid-stride. A wall of invisible force, cold as a tombstone, slammed into my chest, throwing me back. I watched in horror as the black liquid solidified into jagged, obsidian chains. This was the **Blood-Binding**. I could see the chains sinking into Rowan’s skin, not just cutting his flesh, but hooking into his very essence. Rowan let out a sound that broke my heart. It wasn't the roar of a Beast. It was the choked, rattling cry of a man being hollowed out from the inside.

No one knows but I know why Beast is so powerful. Because he wasn’t an ordinary wolf. He is immune to poison, especially wolfsbane and can detect any kind of witchcraft - whether a spell or a potion. It seems that my beloved sister is now desperate to take me down at any cost that she tried to use a potent potion like love potion at Xander. And Neelie, that stupid girl….. she mixed the potion in the serving bowl, giving that potion to everyone. They didn’t know that I also hate garlic. Neelie knew that. So, she was sure that I wouldn’t take that curry. She took my allergy as a good opportunity for her.

Lacey screamed, throwing herself at him, clawing and yanking at whatever wisps of hair Elton had left on his balding head. Elton tried to duck, but he still got his hair pulled out. Even his face began getting littered with bloodied scratch marks. He was in so much pain that he gnashed his teeth and stopped trying to avoid her. Instead, he lifted his leg and kicked hard at Lacey's stomach. "Damn you, stupid bitch! Who the hell did you think you were, beating me up like this?" Lacey immediately stopped attacking him after the kick. She just cradled her stomach and lay on the ground, curled up in pain.

The Mercenaries’ Guild had even compiled a dedicated bestiary, indispensable to adventurers. The Blackarmored Boar was no easy opponent. Thick-skinned and heavily built, it could achieve terrifying speed in a full charge. Though it possessed no spell-like abilities, its lethality was not to be underestimated. “Smear this across your chest,” Instructor Beff said, tossing him a black pill. Logo did as instructed. Crushing the pill between his fingers, he rubbed the substance onto his chest.