If A Dog Tastes Blood Will It Attack Again นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Maybe it was one of those dog breeds that looked wolf like. I uncurled slowly from my hiding place, while keeping an eye on the beast dog thing. It just sat there and watched me. Then I moved my leg and a sharp shooting pain shot up my leg and I winced. The dog stood up all of a sudden and stepped forward. I froze again. I felt something on my leg and glanced down quickly to see blood running down it. Oh crap, did the dog see the blood, and think, dinner time. I shuffled back a bit, and the dog stopped. He, I didn’t know why I thought it was a he, but I did. But he looked down at my leg and then back up at me and whined. I furrowed my eyebrows at him and frowned.

The blood came spewing out and soaked me before I had a chance to react. I had never expected a neck to hold that much blood. I jumped agilely back, preparing myself for the second attacker. They didn't even seem to flinch as they walked slowly past their dead comrade, but he stared at me with interest. He was being much more cautious after what I had just done, and I didn't blame him. The warm blood coating the front of me made me want to gag, but I held it together. A low growl came from behind me, and I cursed again. I chanced a quick glance out of my peripheral, not wanting to take my eyes off of the wolf that was already engaging with me.

I ignored the pain and let out an angry growl. The look of fear in their eyes gave me a little satisfaction, but I couldn’t stop, not until I had their blood. The first one attacked me, and I kicked him in the stomach before slashing my paws through his throat. I turned to find the other ready to attack, and I snapped his head.

The sudden loud noise startled the two dogs who involuntarily took several steps backwards, so he took the opportunity to jump with a shard of glass in his hand. The moment she landed, the two hounds attacked her, and she didn't run away, and started to fight the dogs, until she managed to knock down one of the attackers, but, the dog kept attacking her, so the adrenaline dulled her pain receptors. She picked up another shard of glass from the ground and launched herself at the injured hound, the other hound seemed startled by her cruelty and stood at a distance howling at her, but hesitated to approach. Liana was physically exhausted after that fight, and also suffered several injuries to h

I attack. The adrenaline that pumps through my body encourages me to do what will keep me alive. Yet, there isn’t a guilty bone in my body. I’m ready for the consequences, though not a single one has crossed my mind. I’m not thinking logically; I’m thinking on impulse. They both run towards me, paws grinding against the floor. I swerve out of the way at the last second but extend my front leg, claws flying from the tips of my paws. When I turn around, I swipe at the wolf closest to me, dragging my paw down his hind leg. Blood trickles down his fur towards his feet.

It's very wrong that this thing misjudged me. I heard its annoyed growl as it tried to chase after me, but I could easily avoid it. I was like a shadow, and no one could ever touch a shadow. When I get bored playing with this stinky dog, I immediately jump higher than it as I quickly take out my sharp nails and swing my hand to attack the rogue right on its shoulder near its neck. It bled as I swung my other arm, and without difficulty, my sharp nails ran through it like a blade slicing its head off. His blood immediately splattered on the black drop seat bid I was wearing under a beige sleeveless shirt, that's why I could see his blood there, but I didn't bother to remove it because I knew

Viciously, I snapped at its exposed stomach, blood splashing around me. Sensing the second wolf closing in behind me, I swiftly reacted. As it leaped toward me, poised to attack, I clamped my teeth onto the leg of the first wolf and hurled it into the airborne wolf. The two collided with each other with a resounding thud and crashed to the ground. Licking my bloodied mouth, I cringed in disgust at the putrid taste of their blood. These things weren't normal. They were something more sinister and I was starting to establish that.

I never did scream— or shift, and he had kissed me after. I turn and start to run. I don't know why I'm running but every blood cell in my body demands that I get as far away from him as possible. I know I don't get far enough when I slam into someone but before I can jerk away, the person is grabbing my waist, keeping me stable while his scent breaks me out of the muddled state my brain was trying to drown itself in. Cedarwood and spices. I slowly look up, realizing that Damien Bloodhound is staring down at me— and he looks very angry.

"You've certainly gotten bold today. Is this your new way of trying to turn me on?" As his warm breath brushed my ear, he lifted the hem of my sweater and slid his hand beneath it. I turned and pressed down on his hand. "And why on earth would I want to turn you on? Your skills in that area are hardly worth bragging about." "Damn it, Emma!" Jake shouted, his expression freezing, shock and humiliation crashing together across his face. His eyes churned with a flicker of shock and menace. "You'd better watch your attitude, or else—"

Its eyes were red with blood and it roared like an angry lion. On the stand, Bai Ziping frowned slightly and said, "This dog looks a little abnormal. Although Dogo Argentinos are fierce, they don't look like this." Suddenly, Zhang Dazhi's dog rushed over to Bai Ziping's. Although the two dogs were not that different size-wise, Bai Ziping's dog was immediately thrown to the ground. Before it could react, its throat was bitten by Zhang Dazhi's dog. Then, it began to bleed. After convulsing a few times, it remained motionless.