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No. I lunged, a desperate, powerful leap, but the black wolf was already upon her. I saw its fangs flash, but Olivia reacted, her movements quicker now, sharper than before. She twisted, a partial shift, her claws extending, striking out. A wave of icy dread hit me from the mate bond as the enemy wolf's claw, tipped with a sickly, black sheen, raked across her arm. Not deep, but enough. Enough to draw blood. I landed, a thunderous impact, tearing into the black wolf with a ferocity that surprised even myself. It shrieked, a sound of agony and defiance, as I snapped its neck.

Trista’s POV “Oh my God, Hazel. It’s…it’s black. Why is it black? What’s wrong with him?” My words came out in a jumbled mess. I wasn’t a doctor, but I knew enough to know that a black wound was really, really bad. It likely pointed to some sort of poison. But that kind? It wasn’t wolfbane, that much was clear. Was it a human poison? And if so, what would that do to Liam’s wolf?

The black witches never play fair. The black witches will disappear when her opponent strikes only to appear behind him and snap his neck, killing him on the spot. The easiest way to kill a wolf is by snapping his neck or rip off its heart. Terrick was cornered by twelve crazy humans,, but that didn't slow him down. He wasn't crowned the supreme alpha just because his father was the former alpha, but because he is fit for the post. He killed them without breaking a sweat. Well, not like a wolf can actually sweat.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

15 minutes at most And they will be here. Ready to fall right into our trap. I may be over ambitious. But I know my strengths and weaknesses. And it's not a hidden fact that I can't stop or defeat Thaneos. The man with the wolf which is considered the god of death itself. It's impossible. And that's why I have arrived at a solution. Placing my hand in my pocket, I feel the small glass bottle. This. Made with the poison of 5 strongest poisons in the world. As soon as it comes in contact with a wolves blood, it can end the werewolf in 10 seconds at max.

"I have had a rough day and I didn't know what I was thinking when I made that false allegation against you." "You don't have to bother yourself," Blake smiled. "Can't you detect it?" "Detect what?" Blackwheel asked. "Poison!" Blake intoned. "I have read a lot about you and I know for sure that you are a werewolf. A strong one! I don't know much about werewolves but I was wondering if you could detect poison in a glass of wine." "I could before," Blackwheel admitted. "That was a very long time. I can't now."

Jack’s black mosquitoes were specially bred to take people’s lives, and they were weapons used to kill people, just like Falco’s Parasitic Worm. Aivan’s blood mosquitoes, on the other hand, had a relatively milder killing power.

They bore the shape of a crescent on their backs. The spider was called the Blood Widow, a venomous insect only found in the Five Poison Sect. The Five Poison Sect were the most well-versed with venom, and that was no different with housing venomous creatures. Every venomous creature they housed was terrifying enough to bring about fear in the nation, especially the Blood Widow. It was considered to be one of the most evil creatures. One bite from the Blood Widow was enough to send its venom along the veins of the heart, spreading it through the entire body. It could even affect one's psyche, causing them to lose their mind.

May the last man standing win. He got to a part of the large fence that was farthest away from the guards patrolling. They assumed no one would attempt to break in from there because that’s where the dog pens were, and they were right. The dogs were almost as large as some werewolves themselves, and feral, bred to kill and infused with black magic. A wolf was better off fighting wolves like himself than taking up Matteo’s hounds. But Caden wasn’t worried. The hounds knew him. He had played, fought, and fed them. They would never harm him. He just hoped they remembered his scent fast enough before ripping him apart first.

“So, is this the other reason for your visit? You would rather have me, not an arranged one.” “No offence to your cousins, but I’d rather have the OG black widow. She knows what I’m like, what I like and knows how to keep up, plus I know how deadly she can be. She may not want to be in the life, but she would make a perfect Donna.” He says, flashing an all-knowing smirk, making me roll my eyes and smile. His expression changes to a serious one. “Eva, it may be time to let everyone know. I know your uncle was a nasty motherfucker and all that, but…”