Glitchtrap X Dreadbear Novels & Stories

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

CORA The massive iron doors of the fortress groaned as they swung open, and the cold mountain air hit me with a force that made my lungs sting. Liam and Cade didn't waste a second as they headed toward the stables, returning moments later with two Dreadbeasts that looked more like nightmares than animals. Their thick, matted fur was dark as pitch, and their eyes glowed with a feral yellow light that made me take a step back. I didn't know how to ride one of these things, so I had to tag along with Liam, and he pulled me up onto the saddle behind him without a word. I wrapped my arms around his waist, the leather of his jacket cold under my palms, and I tried to ignore the way the muscles in

“Alpha Blaze, Luna Storm allow me to introduce Grizzly Stone, Alpha of the Stone Clan.” “Griz for short.” Griz nodded. “His Beta, Babaloo Creed. Dakota and Kydence BlackPaw, the Shadow Alpha and Luna. Their Beta’s Kasper and KC Shadow, Gamma’s Hunter and Kolby BlackPaw, and lead Warrior’s Milo and Mimi Castagnoli.” Blaze stepped forward. “It’s an honor to finally meet the Shadow pack.” He looked over at Griz. “Griz, you big ole bear, it’s been a long time.” He smiled giving the bear a hug.

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Xander Faris snorted and caught up with him like a cannonball. At this moment, Emmett Breathnach showed his Beast Controller Plate at his waist. With a flash of white light, a golden leopard appeared in everyone's sight. This leopard was strong and its claws were like sharp daggers. Its upper jaw was covered with a pair of long teeth, which were blood-red. The new beast controlling of Emmett Breathnach was much stronger than the Mountain Shield Turtle and Steelback Gopher he had controlled before, both in terms of species and grade.

I already have men on their way to the scene as we speak it appears the creature has just been stunned, you did quite a bit of damage so good job. Dantzler: That's! BULLSHIT!! ALSO YEAH WHERE DID XANNE GO, BUT NO THAT'S BULLSHIT! I won fair ad square..... damnit fine! (With a heavy sigh he stretches both of his arms out and cracks his back then begins charging forward into the desert after the creature) [A little deeper into the underground military base Xanne has begun walking around with what appears to be a camouflage color shopping cart and is picking up items as he goes along]

Each movement was powerful and graceful, his presence commanding respect from anyone who crosses him. Mikhail, though slightly smaller, was equally impressive. His fur was a dark grey, almost silver, with streaks of black running through it. His eyes were a warm amber, glowing with a fierce intelligence and cunning. Mikhail’s movements were swift and agile, embodying a lethal blend of strength and speed. Fully shifted, they both let out a collective howl, a sound that echoed through the forest, a signal to everyone that the devil is back . They sprinted through the woods, their paws barely making a sound on the forest floor, moving as one cohesive unit.

To werewolves, carrying one lumber that would be weighted a ton was nothing. But of course, when they were in town, they have to pretend to have 4 people to carry it. “Do you have something for me?” Zack, the new member of the pack with his black hair and blue eyes, was asking Xavier for some works. “You can carry the lumber like the rest,” Xavier said as he was noting on the ledger that he was carrying. “No, he will not. He barely recovered,” Arthur said as he was grimacing at Xavier. The Beta rolled his eyes at the Gamma before he whistled.

But my legs were rooted to the spot, my entire being consumed by the chaos unfolding before me. Caleb, recovering from his fall, charged once more, his makeshift weapon raised high. He was a force of nature, driven by the need to protect, to fight against the looming threat. The bear, sensing the combined resolve of its adversaries, let out a final, frustrated growl before retreating into the depths of the forest, its dark form disappearing amongst the trees.

[Calisse: Damn] Luke gasps. The polar bear growls at the smell of blood in the air. Cayro is a Kodiak bear shifter and has enhanced healing like the rest of us. He will survive. The wounds will heal slowly and he's in for a painful forty-eight hours, but he'll survive. “Fuck.” Matheson mutters as he sees his bloodied friend screaming in pain on the ground. “All right, guys. He's a goner. Let's finish him off.” He looks my bear in the eye with a sad look. “I'm sorry, Army. I tried.”