Bloody Mary The Wolf Among Us 소설 & 이야기

“I am still not certain what happened.” “Well I could see your hard on from back here, so it seems to me that she definitely knew what she was doing.” Maria, one of the wolves we captured during an attack, came out with a tray of food and drinks, placing it on the table between us. I grabbed a glass of whiskey, desperately needing to take the edge off.

Tomas yelped as Jake’s claws ripped his dark gray side with blood pooling. Ellie’s gray wolf tackled Jake, snarling, but a vamp slammed her into a torch as flames licked her fur. Karl’s brown wolf darted in, shielding Tomas, his own leg bleeding. Amanda’s red jaws crushed a vamp’s skull, her mark pulsed under my bite, a lifeline in the smoke. Marc dodged me, circling Luke mid-fight. “What’re you doing with that loser alpha, huh?” he taunted, his gray fur gleaming. “Cut the leash, Luke and stop being a dog! Lead—fuck any woman you want!”

"We have a problem. There's been another attack. Same pattern as the others. Werewolf victim, unhealable wounds, reports of a white wolf." "Where?" "Three blocks from your apartment. Mary, whoever or whatever this white wolf is, it's getting closer to you.”

"But if something still happens with Jaewan, I'm going to hold a grudge on you, and it won't be pretty." His warning was only answered with a scoff. What a shame. The next thing he knows, he's inside the werewolf's car. Which smells like a lot of axe spray mixed with toxic masculinity. There has to be a plastic bag somewhere in the compartment to throw up into. Werewolves are such pain in the asses.

Hawk said weakly. Mary appeared from around the corner of the shack with rags wet from a nearby creek. She lifted his shirt to reveal his brown abdomen. Sopping at the wound. “As long as I’m alive that collar will hold.” “Doesn’t look like that’ll be long.” Marta sneered in a voice that was clearly evil. Her eyes as dark as charcoal. Mary spun with unusual violence. “You don’t say that, Bitch!” She stalked over to Marta. My mates and I were stunned at the quiet girl’s sudden rush of violence. And that term was one, wolves rarely used.

Mary asked, her head on a little straighter than mine. Beta Daniels spit at Mary’s feet. “I don’t answer to you blood slave.” I swung my arm back and slammed my fist into the wolf’s face. No one would insult my female. “Talk to the woman like that again, and I’ll make you regret it.” The wolf had the audacity to smile at me, before his eyes glazed over, and I knew that in that moment i had made a mistake, I had showed to much emotion towards Mary, and I had forgotten that Wolves had the ability to mind link.

Under this case, it was easy and simple to share worries and gratefully listen to words of support. Martha shared her plan for punishing one black, shameless wolf, but I doubted very much that I could do it. And she offered me not only to seduce him, but something close to this, but in no case let him in. Fortunately, there was an artifact to help me, my protector, because without him, according to Martha, Maxim even there would be no chance to stop and not pounce on me, confirming the male's right to the female. After listening to her, she cast a skeptical glance and tried to explain that such a gray mouse like me, shish what happens!

“Oh geez where are my manners? My name is Maryan Angelie but my friends call me Mary, I’m Red’s wife.” I jerked back from her in surprise. The woman frowned at my reaction and took a hesitant step forward but stopped when I shook my head at her. “But Red’s a human.” She cocked her head to the side and stared at me with a question expression. “and you’re a wolf.” “Oh not this crap again.” Maryan’s smile returned before she rolled her eyes at me while laughing.

Dirty's eyes were wide, he didn't say anything. "Did my wolf's fantasy shock you?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. My wolf was prancing around, thrilled at having me tell Dirty what she wanted to do. "Yes. You're bloodthirsty and your wolf is vicious. I've never heard of a female wolf being like that." "Be glad those bars are protecting you." I growled and turned to leave. I had confronted the rogues. All of them from the cabin were in custody. I think I will sleep easier knowing they are all in the jail. 'I feel better too.' my wolf said.

The night before, Mary got a dream about a she-wolf being imprisoned in the dungeons. She knew that the she-wolf had a connection to her in some sort since she got a glimpse of a person dressed in a black cloak passing something over to her through the metal bars. She couldn’t see their faces. He had her back to her and was blocking Mary’s sight of the she-wolf. That she-wolf was planning her escape and this man would help her get away. Mary felt her heart literally stopped when the man walked away and she got to see who was imprisoned inside. It was Aria.