Novel & Cerita Black Beast Of Argh

She cut herself and held out her hand in the air, so the blood dropped into the sacred bowl. " Hold your hands together so the cuts meet," he said. I turned and faced her, her pretty face was a charm on its own and I found myself struggling to concentrate. I stretched out my hands to her, she did the same and placed her cut palm on mine. A spark was felt and I knew she felt it as well. The fire began to burn so well. Our wolves began to collide and I was struggling to breathe. It seemed the two wolves were trying to become one and we were the ones being affected by it.

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.

As my soul began to fade, becoming more and more translucent, Zach reached out into the thin air, almost as if in a trance. "Joey, was it this painful… before you died? Joey, I avenged you," he murmured. Then, a sudden flash of lights flickered behind him, and the shrill wail of sirens sliced through the night. Without a second thought, Zach jumped into the bear enclosure.

Made to take another step when I staggered again and this time I fell, but not on the cold surface of the floor but on a strong arms, the last thing I saw was the beast face staring back at me. Having no idea how long I was out, I woke up to hear to beast yelling at someone. "You mean she hasn't eaten for days!" He growled causing the room to shake!. "What am I paying you guys for" "We always bring her food" The poor girl burst into tears, obviously terrified. "You wanna argue with me?" His voice was suddenly dangerously calm. Drake quickly step in, asking the girl to leave, when the beast turn around to look at me. I pretended to be asleep. . . . Tbc.

The EMT lady cried in frustration. “I do not believe our perpetrator is a who. It shows more of a what, from the appearance of this death scene. Perhaps, a male black bear that preys on humans. They are hostile toward people, and whatever did this appears aggressive. It could be anything, although I won't accept this as the result of some human being doing.” The police director reveals this to his subordinates. “If this is an attack of a beast, then we are obliged to keep our eyes observant and ears alert. It could be lurking in the shadows. Stay wide-awake chaps, do not let your defenses down! Have your guns on standby and flashlight focus!” Another police officer shouted.

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”

His expression was grim as he locked eyes with the thing that had attacked. Ares’ face was pale, his fists clenched at his sides. Brandon had already fallen into a fighting stance, his head tilted slightly as he mind-linked the warriors. Then the beast roared. It was massive. Nearly twice the size of a normal werewolf. Its fur was pitch-black, matted with something dark and foul-smelling. Its eyes glowed a sickly yellow. It bent down, ripped a full tree from the ground, and hurled it straight at us.

“That beast above you.” Arth raised his head. “What’s he talking ab—” His lips slowly parted in shock, seeing an enormous beast with a bulked-up body. No doubt, it was a bergora, a mixed breed of a polar bear and white gorilla. It stood on the high branches of the tall trees, its dark, brown eyes fierce enough to make Arth’s heart jump. Arth yelled a curse, swiftly stepping backward as the beast suddenly jumped from the branches. The ground shook as the beast landed, strong wind blasting hard.

There was no need for words—they moved instinctively, rushing toward each other. But then, a thunderous roar shattered the air from above. A massive shadow fell between them, the impact shaking the earth. The shockwave hurled Arah backward, and a powerful gust of wind stole the breath from her lungs. She slammed against the wall, coughing as she struggled to regain her balance. Her wide eyes snapped upward, and she froze at the sight of the colossal winged beast with black and gray scales. The creature towered over Arah like a nightmare brought to life.

He fell to the ground, almost unable to move. Dammit! His attempt to recover quickly became impossible as his left shoulder had been crushed in all brutality. He clenched his jaws… squeezed his eyes shut in agony of holding his injury. A clear glance of the beast had petrified Arth more. A terrifying, black snake, incredibly gigantic… slowly crawled on the snow with its red eyes leered at him. Its body elongated, about five times the size of a regular man. Seeing the black and sturdy scales, as tough as metal, told him that he had no chance of using his sword against it. No doubt… it was an A-class beast—his first ever encounter in his whole life.