Finn Wolfhard In The Movie It นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The only way you could tell he was still alive was the heavy rise and fall of his chest. One of Conner's friends who stood with me, suddenly grabbed me by the arm tightly and marched me away from the scene. He dragged me outside the mansion, into the cool night air. I was still in shock about what I had just seen. Was I seeing right? Or I had lost my mind for a while. My blood felt like it had turn to ice, my knees throbbed with pain. I was enveloped with terror, how was it possible a human was an animal? The movie, teen Wolf could it be real? A hand snapped in front of my eyes, pulling me away from my thoughts. The guy who had dragged me out was insanely tall, his hair blonde and long enoug

Finn roared, shifting into his wolf form, his fur gleaming with a metallic sheen under the shimmering sunlight. "Finn, you're weak now. You're not my rival. I need you to calm down and talk to me; this is important," I pleaded. "I'm done talking to you! You manipulative bitch!" His wolf snarled, stomping its paws with an earth-shaking force. It seemed Finn's wolf was even grumpier than the man himself. "Answer my question. Is Lucas Farrow your brother?" I repeated, my voice steady.

A window suddenly smashed as wolves, possibly even hybrids, tore towards Finn. He snapped the neck of one whilst stamping down the throat of another. Turns out Finn is wasted down here, he should be at the front. I lingered, masked in the dark of the tree line. There was no sign of Freya, unless she’d been given the equivalent of wolf-steroids and was one of those attacking FInn. Nothing except the metallic tang of blood and howls of pain filled the air. Because somehow Finn, the giant lump was still taking on these wolves in human form.