Novel & Cerita Bloody Hyena

“If you don’t mind, is it okay for me to ask you for clarification?” “You may.” “Who is the crush we are talking about? Is she talking about one of the hyenas or…” She looked uncomfortable when she discovered Lily’s secret. Shadow saw a seed of discomfort on that face and merely chuckled. Werehyenas were a matriarchal society. Their women were bigger than their men. Well, at least in their primitive nature – which is animal. Strangely, their human bodies were taller although weren't exactly as ripped as their women. “Fret not. It’s not one of the hyenas.”

This of course will make him look weak because compassion gives the victim a chance to live. *** The next morning, Al had stepped into the room where the woman was. The door opened slowly. This woman's body was seen lying stiff, the bite wound on her neck had disappeared. Al then smoothed her appearance back to how it was, just like when he found it. Then took her to where he found her in the middle of the forest and put her stiff body there. "Hope you can sleep peacefully," said Al with a wrinkled face. Seeing this woman's rigid body made him feel sympathy. Not without reason, because in his body is still flowing human blood. Al is indeed a vampire, but to be more precise a hybrid vampire.

But before I could turn to face the owner of that voice I witnessed the gun man from before lying lifelessly on the ground with scarlet fresh blood streaming out of his left eye socket. My gasped while covering my mouth with my sweaty palms. Eyes as wide open as a slut's legs (lmao that was weird I'm sowwy T-T) "Didn't I texted you to go back?!" He again yelled. This time I faced him but couldn't see him clearly because he was sitting between two gigantic pillars fully gulped in the dark shadow. "What is that!?" I finally managed to speak. " Just a dead body" he said with a absolutely not so concerned tone.

The loud screech it released out sounded like a screaming wild hyena in my ears. Then I smashed it again against another tree before I lifted its body over my shoulder and flung it off me. The hybrid rolled over but the force was stopped by a rock as the bastard collapsed on the ground. However, it stood again and snarled at me with its eyes enflamed and mouth's full of blood, its stance was winding for another attack. But before it could even do more damage to me, Enzo was able to lock its arms, letting me finish its life as I ripped its head apart. I watched as its severed head fell from its neck and dropped on the ground.

"How? Do you mean Zach Howe? That useless trust fund brat? Has Ethan completely lost his mind? Has Tara eaten away at his brain? Associating with someone like him? Haha! Well, it won't be long before Ethan's name disappears from society entirely." Zach was not just a spoiled rich kid. He was dangerous and had blood on his hands. Ethan playing in his territory would leave nothing but scraps of bone behind. "Aren't you even a little curious why he's doing this?" "I'm not curious. His business isn't mine. Alright, I've got things to do. Hanging up now."

Their howls tore through the peaks, sharp and wild, as they sprinted down the slopes. The hunt had begun. It was supposed to be swift. But when they broke from the treeline, fangs bared, the air changed. Too still. Too quiet. Then came the laughter. A chorus of guttural, mocking cackles that bounced through the trees. The sound of madness echoing off the stone. From the shadows emerged not twenty, but more than a hundred hyenas, their twisted grins gleaming beneath war-paint and dust under the evening sun. The circle tightened around them, hyenas closing in from every direction. Above, crows took flight, scattering like black shards into the reddening sky.

The impact rattled through my bones, and I tasted blood. “Donika!” Elena’s voice broke, high and furious. She didn’t hesitate. With a snarl, she pounced on Verya. The two women crashed to the ground, claws and fists flying. “You dare touch her!” Elena roared, raining blows down on Verya’s face and chest. She was strong! Verya screeched, twisting, pulling Elena’s hair, and shoving her knee into her stomach. They rolled across the floor, a blur of fists, nails, snarls, and shouted curses.

I only chuckled, tilting my head as a rogue tried a sneak attack straight for my head but of course, he missed. I tilted my head, raised a finger and snapped. I watched as he exploded into a spray of blood yet I calmly pulled out a handkerchief, dabbing at my face as though nothing had happened. “And after joining the hyenas…” I continued, almost pleasantly, “the dog betrayed the wolves. Not just the wolves.” My voice lowered. “But every living creature.” The air shifted. Screams echoed, sharp, raw, desperate as bodies fell one after another. The ground turned slick beneath the weight of it all, soaked in red. Headless corpses. Severed limbs were scattered everywhere.

If the man below died or was seriously injured, it was certain that the woman would not be able to get down from the tree and risk being attacked by wild animals or starving to death. Halvir had transformed himself into a beastman form and began to provoke. He deliberately lured the Hyenas. He deliberately gave a challenge with his aura and roar. Making the entire herd of Hyenas, who felt arrogant in number, immediately came to him. The Hyenas felt that they would not lose even though Halvir was Sapphire. Of course, that was because of their very large numbers. There were four *Amethysts and eleven *Emeralds among them. About thirty of the rest were *Diamonds.

She pressed the paper towel to her nose, suppressing the blood. Oh no! This bitch didn’t just say that. “Do you need help fixing your loose screws? Because I’d be happy to help. I’m sure you’ve seen just how helpful I can be,” I said sarcastically, with disdain laced in my voice. If you enter a lion’s den, you already know there’s a probability that he will draw blood. But this is different; she entered my den, hit me, and did it right inside my den. As much as I hated violence, one thing I would never do is let a girl live with the satisfaction that I feared her. Never! It was always my call to make, not the other way around, and certainly not from this stupidly brazen girl.