Grounded Black Widow Weakness Novels & Stories

“Blackwater City is a strange city. I don’t know if it’s due to a formation or some powerful force, but the gravity inside is different. No matter what level of experts enter, they’ll be suppressed. “Furthermore, the stronger the person, the harsher the suppression. In there, one can only rely on their physical strength to move and fight. If their physical strength isn’t sufficient, even a late-stage Aureate Immortal will just be a sitting duck…”

But there was nothing he could do now, she had only moon goddess to blame for pairing such a naive and innocent weak wolf to a maniac rogue like him. She was too fragile and weak body wise if to compare with him, he knew she wolfs were always weaker than the one they were mated to but it was really a rare situation when an omega was to be mated with a power wolf like him, who had the strength twice what an alpha had. His eyes steadily roamed to her slightly skinny frame, he frowned, didn't she eat properly. Why was she so weightless?

I swallowed hard, ropes cutting into my wrists as I shifted. Why does everything have to drag me into it? I thought at Roundy, panic rising fast. {Calm down. Panic attack right now won’t fix anything.} I’m trying. God, I’m trying. The voice sounded again, closer this time. “You see, black slin is unique. Doesn’t do much to the human side, just makes you extremely weak. But the wolf? It destroys it slowly. Piece by piece. Until the wolf ceases to exist.” A low chuckle.

I looked up squinting to meet Manix’s concerned and angry face. “Watch your tone.” I growled, waving him away. “Give me some breathing room.” I didn’t have much more energy than that. Even with my fast healing and immense power, wolfsbane was not something you easily recovered from. That and purse silver were our only real weaknesses. Well, unless you count a mate from hell whose only goal seems to be destroying you. Yeah, add that to the list too.

“Creatures Unleashed by Zerathos: 1. The Nyx Wraiths – Shadow-like assassins that can phase through walls, nearly invisible in the dark. Weakness: Light-based attacks. 2. The Hellhounds – Massive, fire-breathing wolves with dark, corrupted fur. Weakness: Silver and enchanted weapons. 3. The shadow slaves– Undead warriors, immune to most physical attacks. Weakness: Decapitation or divine energy. 4. The Howling Horror – A massive winged creature whose scream induces paralysis and hallucinations. Weakness: Unknown. 5. The Dread Stalkers – Creatures that hunt by sensing fear, growing stronger the more their prey panics. Weakness: Unknown.” By the time I was done, a heavy silence had settled over

Do not let her breathe. I watch her closely as the link severs. Betty is built broader, stronger than the fragile, pathetic female werewolves of this pack. Every line of her frame radiates power. In our world, a weak mate is a death sentence. I have spent years freezing with the fear that the universe would give me a fragile woman I would have to bury. But Betty? Betty can kill. A sickening crack echoes across the tarmac.

I finished off. “We want to know how true this prophecy is.” Jake said, leaning forward on his chair. “The prophecy is ninety nine percent true.” She answered, calmly. “What happened to the remaining one percent?” Jared asked, raising an eyebrow. Although, I was okay with ninety nine percent. It definitely means, I have found my father’s weakness. “It is true that the first child born to Alpha Blackwood, the child’s blood would be lethal to him. But I won’t call it poisonous, more like enough to weaken then Alpha, and give his enemies an upper hand.” She explained.

She soon set her mind at ease, she remembered that they had a fatal weakness, which was that they were scared of sunlight, so all they had to do was to expose them to the sunlight and victory would be theirs. When the remaining werewolves heard their weakness, they soon set their minds at ease and heaved a sigh of relief, the scariest enemies were those that you don’t know their weakness, but if they had a weakness that you knew about, you could target it and deal with them.

“White signifies low strength. Black signifies growing strength. Blue signifies shaky strength. Violet signifies moderate strength. Red signifies danger. Green signifies human strength. And human strength means such a wolf is hopeless from ever attaining wolf strength.” “So, there are wolves that can never overcome their weakness?” “Yes. Those sets of wolves belong to the green category. They’ve got natural strength. Just the normal human strength. Sometimes it’s genetics, their low motivation or the will of the goddess.” “And what does yellow signify?” I asked. Her expression was unreadable. I couldn’t tell if the look she gave was a good sign or a bad one.

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