Borderlands No Rest For The Wicked の小説・ストーリー

The pain was different, it hurts so deep. It was at that point I felt happy that I disobeyed my father. I raised my sword up and headed to cut off the heads of the enemies, I wanted all of them to the ground, dead. The Lunar Dominion Pack has been at War with the Crimson fang Empire and it has been a blood bath ever since the war started. It was gossipped that the curse of death was upon our pack and we will keep fighting until we are all dead. " Are you okay, Princess?" My father's soldier rushed to me.

Whatever I said, she earned it. But a sulking wolf who refuses to shift is a problem. I have a border to inspect and no fur to do it in—so I’ll go as a man. Thank the Goddess this morning’s combat training was human-form only; an Alpha who can’t shift in front of his own warriors is an Alpha with a target on his back. “Damn it. Ten already this week,” Brian, my beta, growls. I crouch to examine the corpse. Three more bodies at the border, the puncture of fang marks at the throat, the blood already dried.

Being born in the form of a Wolf is a great honor of God. As Ezra remained silent and didn't say anything, and Queen Selina was nowhere to be seen, they also somewhat understood the situation. Nolan went to an old tree not far from Ezra and relaxed and rested. Windy also went to the tree, he found it strange that Nolan was so relaxed. "Why don't we call the leader back?" “You see how many blows you can take from the leader.” Windy shivered involuntarily, and he was a little scared when he remembered the leader's training with them.

We were at the border in ten minutes. The warriors were fighting several rogues. I immediately jump into action and tackle the nearest rogue next to me. Enrique's warriors are strong and destroy every rogue. Erickson is killing them off and also keeping an eye on me. 'Don't let them get close to the border!' Enrique announced via mind link. My fangs dig into a rogue that was attacking a young warrior close by. Soon, the numbers depleted but more came in, this time with a few Werebears.

The sun was setting. "I’m going to the border," I said. "Are you coming?" "No, I can't. The rashes are showing now," she said, pulling up her sleeve to show me the red blotches. Her allergies. If I told her Dexter was waiting at the border, she’d come, rash or no rash. But I didn’t push it. I just said goodbye and left. My pack, Grimhowl, is one of four in Craig Woods. We occupy the southern territory. Our neighboring packs are Emberfang, Dreadmoon, and Valeblood. We share a border with Valeblood, a river dividing the two lands.

Smells like wet wolf in here. Then I heard another eerie painful groan. I forced myself to step further down and gave the door behind me one last look, making sure it’s wide opened, just in case i need to run out of this creepy place. My mouth fell to the floor when i saw cages all over the room, most of them empty. But there is one that’s occupied with a naked chained man who is laying on the floor. “The intruder!” I thought to myself. His head is down as his body slightly shakes from the pain. I took another step closer and noticed the silver chains around his torso, ankles, arms, and neck. It clears what’s causing him to be this tortured. Silver is one of the few weaknesses of werewolves.

He assured me. “Get as many wounded out as you can.” I say as I run past the site of wreckage and continue towards the border. As I get closer, I can hear the sound of growls and fighting. I can smell the stink of rogues mixed with the smell of warm iron. Diving through the tree line I launched at the first rogue that same into view, snapping his neck. I let out a howl that sounded like thunder, causing everyone to stop in their tracks. Moments later, another set of howls followed as I looked to see the wolves of my two brothers standing by my side.

Once they arrived at the old abandoned factory, Ornais and Daniel got out and the taxi driver drove off as fast as he could without looking back. “Well that was…..” Ornais started. “Fucking weird.” Daniel finished. Ornias waited outside the abandoned factory building,Daniel was dragging his feet. He walked in, his head low, he came face to face with Wrath. He was a fairly good looking guy. Tall and blond haired, covered in tattoos and wearing a muscle shirt as if he was trying to prove he was the baddest person in the room. Still he was no match for Daniel. "Now don't you try anything Daniel. Pride and Vanity are off limits. Understand?" He explained.

I gave the man a promising smile as I unfastened the top rivet on a silk blouse. I always knew that the beta of our clan is a blockhead who craves power, although he does not have enough brains to fulfill his desires. As I suggested, Vadim removed his hands from me and began to pull off his clothes. “I need to go to the restroom for a minute,” she justified herself embarrassedly. The werewolf froze warily, but I tried to keep the smile on my lips further, and then, gently swaying my hips, as far as possible in this situation, I retired towards the toilet room.

White roses fell into the coffin before he was buried. Behind the sunglasses, Valeria and Erika looked at each other. Without Valeria knowing it, she made the promise to finish that revenge soon. Valeria was not going to take the life of anyone else. Without Erika knowing it, she made the promise to make her regret the day she decided to start that revenge. Erika was going to suffer like no one. She should’ve thought twice before doing anything against her son because Valeria had Gadriel in her power.