I Grabbed The Leash Of The Blind Beast นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Maybe she could just tell him, she was examining his luxurious ensuite bathroom. The beast appeared to have lost patience as he prowled toward her. His gait was powerful and so damn intimidating that she backed away, her shoulders shrinking as she shot him a panic-stricken-gape. But the poor girl couldn't escape as he grabbed her leash in his big veiny hand and he yanked at it rather roughly. She lurched forward with a loud gasp at the sudden jerk. Fiona managed to pause just an inch away from him as she abruptly scurried back a step but not more than that as the leash kept her in place.

My paws skid, trying to bring myself to a halt, flinging up dirt, stones, and leaves over the edge. Blaise rolls off of me, grabbing my tail as he does. I yelp in a rather undignified manner, but at least he helps me stop before I go over the cliff. It’s when I hear the horses panting and the hellhounds growling that I turn back to look at the Hunt surrounding us.

The beast begins advancing again, torn between two orders. Kael’s wolves engage the beast again. Eira slashes at its eyes. Thorne goes for its legs. Three warriors throw chains at its torso. They struggle to restrain it even for seconds. Kael joins, despite his bleeding, and holds its head down with sheer force. He shouts to Lyra now, Lyra, command it.

"Master." His white ears twitched faintly, and the heart-shaped tip of his tail swayed hypnotically behind him. Truly… an incubus capable of ensnaring anyone. I swallowed and gave the leash a tentative tug. "Want to go for a walk?" "That's fine. I'll follow whatever Master wishes," Eli replied softly. Morgan scoffed. "I don't want the collar—" Five minutes later, I was holding a leash in each hand—white for Eli, pink for Morgan.

She immediately flopped down, whimpering in pain, her instinct leading her to lick her wounded limb. Clayton rubbed her furry head gently. "Okay, I think you can shift back whenever you're ready. But you won't be able to walk back on that paw," he frowned, concern etching his face. Clayton triggered the trap, pulling the anchor out of the ground. "I can't fucking believe this shit," he muttered angrily. "And so close to the cabin." He decided to take the trap back with him, determined to prevent another innocent creature from falling victim to its cruelty.

I frowned, recalling Dante's words. The majestic wolf began to run, and I followed its steps, hearing my inner beast growling in response to its call. It entered a cave where a small woman with pale skin and a blindfold over her eyes sat curled up in a corner, frail and worn. A trail of blood stretched between her legs.

the lamp in my hand didn't go off as I expected, only my two white and black pups flew out of my jacket and landed in front of me. I stretch my hands to them, the ground very close to them open. the black pup was already slipping into the empty pit of darkness. I held onto one of its paws, and I felt some movement of claws gripping my legs, I could not look back at the one clawing at my feet but I knew it was the three-eye monster. with the white pup beside me, the black pup was struggling to hold on to me, the monster growled louder and clasp my feet pulling me away from the pit, I did not want to let go of the black pup but he gradually become too heavy for my little tender hands, "I won't

The beast growled at her, and she automatically took a step backward in fear. Amarah let out a scream, immediately crouching down, raising her arms over her to protect herself, as the beast lunged at her. She felt a heavy swipe on her arm and heard another different growl. She looked up and saw another beast, this time with thick grey hair with streaks of silver and white. The grey beast lunged at the darker one, his paw swiping at it hardly. Hide! She thought she heard Matt shouting the command. She looked around to see for any signs of him but did not see him.

Plus, Lamia was standing there too, in case they still didn’t have a clue, her Wolf would send out waves of pulses that would instantly make their animals bow and recognize her authority. I caught a lucky slice. My claws swiped through the thick fur of the beast, opening his neck. Blood poured from the open wound soaking the rich brown fur. The growl that came from the beast was deep like the rumble and shudder of thunder before lightning cracks. Silver eyes meet red ones. I’m not fast enough, I angered the beast with my lucky shot. Claws dig into my cat forms neck. The pressure choking me and the bear's claws puncturing through my fur. My paws flail, desperately trying to grip onto him and

"Gimme the tag. I know you understand our language, right…?" One of the heads grabs the tag on its right hand with its mouth and immediately throws it at her. After that, it looked at her with fear. With a slight chin movement from Leqaria, the beast instantly ran away from there since Leqaria allowed it to. "Got it!" Leqaria shows her group members the dangling tag in her hand. The three boys' chins went down with their mouths that could hold an egg. What the hell?! That's a beast, right? A Rank [E] beast, right? Why did you run like you just saw a ghost?! What's going on here?!