Novel & Cerita Carver O Beast

Gunnar's beast was the one that stole my breath. I recognized him instantly. The same massive, obsidian-furred creature from the Lunar Hollow cave. The one that had saved my sorry ass in that cave. Those same glowing eyes. That same powerful build. My cave beast. Oh my God it was him. "My cave monster..." I breathed, reaching up to touch the fur on his chest. "So, It was you all along." A deep, approving rumble vibrated from his chest - not words, just pure beast sound that made my clit throb.

Israel asked and pulled away from them. "Because the beast is vulnerable during the night and kills during the day". Dave said and Israel smirked. "So, this is your plan to defeat me". This time, Israel looked at them and laughed viciously. "Israel, are you still there". Carson asked. "Israel is gone, I am Devoe". The beast spoke through Israel.

Then he would face the embodiment of terror. With supernatural speed, I darted across the street and dove into the alley between the two buildings. Bastard didn’t know he was dealing with an enforcer from the Volkovs, the notorious werewolf mafia, and my adopted family. Few outside of our pack knew we were actual werewolves and we liked it that way. My claws extended and I raked them down the side of the dumpster. I heard his heart rate speed up, and I smiled. “You stole from the wrong person,” I said, adding a growl at the end.

Ferris asked darkly raising the eyebrow. Hazel bit her lips before she looked straight in his eyes, saying, “yes, you are beast. My loving beast.”

He answered. His words made total sense. As simple as he looked, he was wise and very accurate with his intuitions. "So what's your decision father. We both know that when you cross the damn river there is no point of return." I reminded him. "Damon, That Beast is searching for a breeder. A bond and mate. If luckily Hera proves herself worthy and its instinct is drawn fully to her, it won't harm her. I don't want to think the worst that's why I still have a ray of hope that she is still alive and being kept well." He answered.

Dax POV The beast hit the soldiers like a boulder crashing down a ravine, unstoppable and merciless. One swipe of its massive paw shattered a man’s shield into splinters, the wood spraying like broken bones. Screams tore through the gulley, sharp and jagged, as soldiers stumbled over loose shale, their blades clattering uselessly against the stone. The air was thick with dust and the copper tang of blood, the ground trembling beneath the creature’s weight. Its fur shimmered unnaturally, laced with silver veins that pulsed like molten light, casting eerie shadows across the jagged walls of the gulley. No natural thing carried that glow. This was no mere beast—it was a forged wrongness, a walk

“It was a slaughter, Alpha. Complete. No survivors. Not like the others. This was… deliberate. Cruel.” Damien felt a cold knot tighten in his gut. The previous attacks had been brutal, yes, but swift, almost clinical. This sounded different. “Who?” “We don’t know who exactly led it,” Kieran said, running a hand over his face. “But there was someone… new. Powerful. And they left another mark, Alpha. But it wasn’t just the Hollow Order sigil.” Damien waited, his patience wearing thin. “Get to it, Kieran.” “They carved it into the pack house’s main support beam,” Kieran swallowed hard. “Below the Hollow Order sigil. Another mark. Three interlocking claws, Alpha. And… a name scratched beneath it

Draven grunts dramatically. I continue without paying attention to Draven’s whining, “ When the Beast takes over and I am pushed back, emotions disappear. The Beast is not a fool. No, don’t think like that. He is just an animal, with magic abilities and he chases everything that fears him. ” “ We know of a way to kill you, Aleister Anasazi! ” He hisses as if talking to the scum of the Earth. I nod. “ Nellie knows of a way because she thinks she got some valuable information from Noelle. ”

I came last, walking backwards, my gun tracking for targets. An operative appeared in the shattered window frame. I put two rounds in his chest before he could fire. Another came through the door. I dropped him with a headshot. We reached the bookshelf. Dante was already pulling books in the correct sequence, triggering the hidden mechanism. The shelf swung inward, revealing a dark staircase descending into the earth. "Go!" I pushed Aria through first. Dante followed. Isabella was reloading, still laying down cover fire. "Isabella, let's go!" I grabbed her arm.

"Or they kill us both." The Beast nodded. A microscopic movement. Then, he roared—a terrifying, tongueless sound—and charged. Cyprian braced himself. This wasn't just a fight for money anymore. This was an audition for the first member of his pack.