Bloodhound Chapter 3 Novels & Stories

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

I screamed, rivalled by the blast of thunder and rain. Moving back, I tripped my leg and crumpled to the ground as the shadow started approaching me. "Bell! Anna!" I screeched helplessly, but when I turned around, no one was there. Gulping, I gradually shifted my gaze at the entrance. Boom! No one was there, just a black cat roaming around. Putting my hand over my chest, I gasped when suddenly I heard a husky voice right next to my ears. Someone mumbled, "Don't look into the cat's eyes."

####Chapter 038 First Hunter Attack The scent of blood hit me before dawn. It wasn’t the coppery, warm kind that comes from prey. This was sharper tainted with oil and cold metal. Human blood mixed with the tang of gunpowder. I was already awake when Garrick came pounding into my tent. “They’re here,” he said, breath coming fast. “Scouts caught sight of movement on the southern ridge. Three men, maybe four. More behind them.” The mark on my palm throbbed, answering the news like it already knew. I pulled on my coat and stepped into the cold, my wolf pressing hard against my skin, urging me to run, to fight.

At that moment, the hunter became the hunted. The place went dead silent. The only sound in the abandoned building was the wind howling. The next second, phone notifications rang one after another, breaking the silence. The men who had surrounded me now seemed rooted in place, all lowering their heads and staring at their phones. In just a few seconds, the expressions on their faces shifted from greed to shock, then to excitement…

If something did happen- A snarl wisped past me, followed by a rumbling that continued to hang in the air. He looked up his dark eyes grew wide as he took back his hand. “Not alone?” His voice was shaking as he took a few steps back. I didn't look behind me, I knew what it was. Judging by the sound of the snarl and growl, it was a massive one too. “S-s-sorry.” he shook again, “I didn’t know-” Then a massive paw hit the ground next to me, pulling the large black figure out of my blind spot into my field of vision.

I said with a trembling voice, glancing around at them. Another scream echoed through the air and chaos descended as a large black dog, fire burning at its flesh entered the circle. It paused as it looked around slowly and then its bloodshot eyes landed on Silas. It bared its teeth, toxic black goo dripping from its mouth. "No," I yelled towards it. I ran and stopped in front of Silas. I almost slipped and fell but he held onto my arms. The hellhound didn't stop, it instead stalked forward slowly. I pushed back Silas, moving as backwards as it came forward.

The cold wind howled fiercely and the dim glow of the setting sun casted a dull, foreboding light over the terrain. A sudden, piercing screech shattered the silence as a large, black crow descended from the sky. It hopped onto Hugh’s shoulder, it's beady eyes gleaming briefly before its body dissolved into dark smoke. The tendrils curled around Hugh’s head like living shadows before slowly slithering into his ear. Hugh’s expression hardened as the vision burned into his mind. He turned to Kayziel. “They’re coming." He said, his tone grave. "Only two days’ ride away.”

No hound on this earth could naturally grow this big. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black hound with a foaming mouth launch itself at me. It sank its teeth into my leg and shook its head back and forth viciously, and Elena and I screamed together in pain. Elena bit into the hound’s neck and pulled away with furious strength. I saw the dog’s body tear away, but its hideous head still clamped its teeth shut over my leg. With a roar, Elena wrenched its jaws apart until it splattered apart like rotten fruit.

I never did scream— or shift, and he had kissed me after. I turn and start to run. I don't know why I'm running but every blood cell in my body demands that I get as far away from him as possible. I know I don't get far enough when I slam into someone but before I can jerk away, the person is grabbing my waist, keeping me stable while his scent breaks me out of the muddled state my brain was trying to drown itself in. Cedarwood and spices. I slowly look up, realizing that Damien Bloodhound is staring down at me— and he looks very angry.

Chapter 19 — Fire in the Shadows Lyra’s POV The courtyard was empty when I arrived, save for the scattered remnants of morning mist. The sun hadn’t fully risen, casting a pale glow across the stone floor. I liked mornings like this—quiet, still, deceptive. Nothing ever stayed quiet for long in Blackthorn. I stretched my arms, feeling the tension in my muscles. My wolf stirred beneath my skin, eager. Something is coming. I froze, listening. The faintest shift, a whisper of movement near the training hall. I wasn’t sure if it was wind or instinct—but my body knew.