روايات وقصص ضمن Black Beast Of Argh

Draven scolded and Argo turned his head and looked at Draven. “I'm not a damn Sky pony! I'm a large, strong dragon that breathes fire, not some stupid pony!” Argo huffed and then turned his head back toward the Omega as he approached his mate. The dragon scales once again began to glow and smoke seeped from his body. “Argo!”

I want to know who. I try to get to my feet again, but my body sways. This time Marco follows my command. He doesn’t try to hold me upright. So I hit the floor face-first, skull meeting marble with a thud. And then everything goes black again.

One of them sinks his teeth into my shoulder. And then the world explodes. A black wolf slams into the attacker, ripping him away from me with terrifying force. The air thickens with growls and blood. One moment, I’m pinned. The next, I’m forgotten. Arlo. His wolf is a demon made flesh. He tears through them with brutal efficiency. One down with a single snap of his jaw, another flung into a tree hard enough to crack bone. The third bolts. Arlo doesn’t follow. He turns to me instead.

Beck grabbed my arm aggressively. I yanked my arm away from his, unwilling to go with him. Looking back at the scene, I gasped at how the remaining rogues were attacking the beast at once. Over thirty of them pounced at the beast at once. All in their wolf forms. “They're gonna kill him.” I panicked, turning to Beck. “Yeah, that's the fucking plan. Let's get out of here.” This time, he pulled me aggressively. I struggled and shrieked, fighting against his steel grip but he wouldn't let go.

Matthew POV I calmed Argo and it kept growling. I tried to control it. Mind over my behavior to bark-growl and dash off to a place where I could smell blood. I was on the brink of giving up and just letting this beast of mine do as it always did. But I was stunned and Argo suddenly calmed down. His nose sniffed the air. It could sense something. Something we both had not encountered for a long time- a she-wolf!

"Yeah, she let your mate die, and she gave me the wrong mate." "Who?" Brax asked surprised. He was looking a lot better now that he had showered, but he was still sporting the beard. He looked years older and a lot more serious with the beard. Like a grumpy old bear. I giggled. Yeah, that’s what he looks like. "Who?" Brax asked again. "O, Argo." I replied while thinking about what kind of animal Argo looked like. Something sneaky like a fox..Or a badger. Or a snake.

shouted Fewa. “What? In the middle of the forest? Where do you see it?” asked Argo. While they were still running. Fewa looked so tired and exhausted from the injuries on his body. “Behind me!” Argo immediately threw the red box at Fewa. “We’re turning around! Catch this!” Fewa deftly caught the red box that Argo had thrown. Then he pointed to the box behind him. The beast that was chasing them immediately roared in pain. The giant beast tried to dodge the red square light. Best position.

The smell of this black beast was getting stronger and stronger, notifying me of how close it was gaining on me. "Is this how weak you are? You brag to be so great, but your own wolf is as weak as you! " It mocked from behind. I didn't care about what it was saying but about what it would do when I'm caught. Panting in fear and running, I began praying for hell from the goddess, begging her to save me. Suddenly, a door opened up ahead. Someone was stepping out. "Is that... Argon?" Yes! It's Argon!

"Anji, end it. Secure the anchor." Anji looked down, his obsidian eyes burning with an artificial fever. He surged forward, pushing the friction until both their breaths stopped in unison. A massive, echoing jolt rocked his spine, and he felt his energy surge into Arga—the Essence acting as a catalyst for complete, psychological tethering. Arga stiffened, a silent, hollowed-out cry escaping his chest, and then, as quickly as it had begun, he sagged against the desk.

were my last words before I fell into an abyss of pleasure filled bliss as Argo turned those words into reality. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Zumi’s POV “Ah Argo !” I howled as the huge Alpha wolf relentlessly pounded in my greedy hole which sucked every inch of his meaty pole greedily.