Kickstarter Blood Rage の小説・ストーリー

I roared to the pack's link, and they all agreed before I ruthlessly killed anyone who was in my way. My anger from what my wife felt when she learned the truth of her hometown's fall, my rage for these persistent rogues that Sonny Malveda soon will pay for, and the pain from letting them hurt me with a silver knife were all brewing into one rage that I hadn't felt before. I roared in madness as I slaughtered them like a mad beast. I made sure they wouldn't survive my wrath. Their blood tasted bad, but this event filled my need to kill them all.

“It takes some time to adjust to your new senses, and-” I’ve never been this angry in my whole life. I didn’t know it was possible to be this enraged without combusting. "How fucking dare you?" I fly to my feet and turn on the vampire. “Who gave you the right to do this to me?”

I lift a hand and shake my head, saying no thank you. The red head sneers at me for refusing a drink, I just pretend to not notice even though my wolf is demanding respect. I feel my wolf thrashing against me wanting to get out and rip this bitch to pieces. Clay places a hand on the bottom of my back, attempting to calm my wolf that is still demanding respect.

Finn looked toward his Alpha for confirmation. Brodi fought the urge to growl. He didn't recognize their scents so they could only be from the Blackfoot Pack. "Killian! This must be where his pack holed up. I will kill him where he stands if he has anything to do with this." Finn sent two of his patrol around to flank the guards ahead so they could not escape to warn the rest of the Blackfoot Pack. Once they advised him they were in position, Brodi, Finn and two more of his team trotted up the path. The men jumped out of the trees and pointed weapons at them just as they had expected. Brodi's deep, rumbling growl made every hair on the men's bodies stand at attention. Brodi pushed his Alpha

Still, he tortured me until I bled from eyes and ears. Noah stared at the stone pillar beside him, ready to bash his head against it. His rage turned toward Ava. "Throw her into the tiger pit!"

Fewer in number than us, but they move in tight, unpredictable packs, circling as if testing our defenses. I stand between my pack and the rogues. In wolf war it’s never about numbers. It’s about strength, and skill. We all circle each other, patiently. They’ve come to kill, and so have we. “Attack!” I command and we leap forward. The leader of the rogue pack comes for me, and I slam him with my paw, clawing at the skin of his face. Blood rushes out and he howls. All hell breaks loose. The fight is brutal, the rogues were underestimated. They fight with vengeance, with hatred.

“Breathe, Alice. I’ve got you.” Her heart pounded, trapped in Kane’s crimson gaze, his warmth so close she felt his heartbeat. Her senses flared, catching the wild musk of wolf under his skin, and her nails ached, retracting slowly as she focused on his touch. “I’m not… me,” she whispered, voice trembling, wrist scar pulsing. “I saw it, Kane—a lab, Samuel, my scar. I’m not a hybrid. I’m… a weapon.”

They did not know what stirred beneath their streets, but they knew something was wrong. And in that uncertainty, opportunists emerged. A splinter group calling itself the Bloodline Syndicate began circulating propaganda—calling for the purification of vampire society through blood and fire. Their rhetoric spread rapidly, fueled by fear and resentment. Within neko circles, an equally radical faction—the Iron Claw Resistance —advocated preemptive strikes, convinced the truce was a deception. Maverick and Odessa met in secret again, this time not as lovers seeking solace, but as leaders forced into strategy.

They thought by making a fuss, they could turn this benefit into cash. What they never considered was that this benefit was never theirs to claim—it was a gift I had paid for from my own pocket. "Impossible!" Keira screamed. "You're lying! You're a greedy capitalist who's trying to take all the money for yourself!" "Believe whatever you want," I said expressionlessly. "And one more thing—because of the recent public backlash, the company's reputation has taken a serious hit. As a result, our largest partner has just frozen all cooperation with us."

The person gets out of the car slamming the door and immediately rushes to walk towards him in rage of anger. “You’re have the face to come here, are you trying to make fun of us?!” Blood shouted at his face but he didn’t dare to say any word. “Are you happy now? Satisfied? You already got rid of him, are you happy that you f*cking evil bastard father like you recognize you?! you’re a f*cking bastard! You’re f*cking traitor!” Blood said and gave him a punch on his face that he stumbled on the ground.