Lion With Bloody Mouth Novels & Stories

With a final, savage twist, she ended it, her jaws crushing his windpipe. As his body fell limp, Raina stood over him, her chest heaving with exertion. Her white fur was stained with blood, a testament to the fierce battle she had fought. She lifted her head, her ice-blue eyes scanning the room, ready for the next challenge. In that moment, she was the embodiment of strength and dominance, a Luna who had survived and conquered.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. “Am I understood?” I tried to nod to answer the question, but it was difficult. All I could manage was a small, jerky movement of my head. “Yes,” he smirked, as he let go of my neck. I collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath. I tried to calm my racing heart and steady my breathing. “I’m so sorry, for what transpired here, accept my apologies, the moon knows I’ve tried my best to rein her, but she’s a wily thing, please accept my apologies,” my father said bowing down in respect to the Lycan.

"We're having a moment here!" The Lycan - Aeson - skidded to a halt, turning back toward us with his head tilted in a gesture that would have been comical in any other circumstance. His purple and blue eyes, distinctive of the royal bloodline, widened with what appeared to be surprise, then embarrassment. The white wolf, Artemis, bounded back as well, her yellow-green eyes darting between me and Lola with obvious curiosity. Lola clutched my arm, her body still tense. "Christian?" she whispered, confusion and fear mingling in her voice.

His back slammed against the throne. Before he could recover, her other fist smashed upward— Yolanda's fist smashed into his mouth connected with his jaw. Bone fragments and blood sprayed as Lucian's head snapped back. He staggered, clutching his ruined mouth. "You—" he gurgled through broken teeth. Yolanda rose slowly, her massive wolf-form trembling but unbroken. Blood soaked her dark fur, dripping onto the floor. She rolled her shoulders, flexing her neck with a pop of realigning bones.

The spear wound in his side still bleeds sluggishly, the blood black and thin. Lana lifts her head, her heart pounding painfully. She knows. He needs blood. Her blood. She raises her left paw slowly, her claws gleaming. Without hesitation, she draws them across her own foreleg, slicing deep. The pain burns sharply, but she doesn’t flinch. Blood wells up instantly, thick and red, dripping down her fur. She shifts slightly, bringing her wounded leg close to Lowell’s face. Her voice softens. “Drink.” Lowell stirs slightly. His nostrils twitch.

This big man! "No, leave it. My Lycan gets so predatory around those that it might take over and start chasing them." "Hold him back. Wait here. I'm going to check." "Don't, Apphia, it might be feral-" I'm already gone before he can complete a sentence. I follow the sound of purrs and meows near the drainage, and there it is. I gasp and bring my hand to my mouth. It is a small white feline with big golden eyes, its head trapped between the bars in a drainage. It has an irregular red gush across its face, from the forehead to the eye, and then across the other cheek. A wolf clawed it. Its white fur is smeared with blood. I frown; what wolf would do this to this small, cute furball?

he snapped. I didn't answer him at first. Instead, I walked towards the three corpses lying on the floor. The smell of blood filled the air heavily and I could feel dozens of eyes burning into my skin as I crouched slightly to examine them. “Bella is from Moonstone pack and yet she is behaving like this. What does she want to mean? That she is siding with those bloody lycans and wants to betray her people for them?” I heard someone whisper from the side.

It was Max Leo crawls toward Max's legs and was about to bite him "Max watch out!!!" "Watch out for- ouch!!" He drops me on the floor Soon he began bleeding black blood as well, Leo sees Blondie he rushed over to her "Leave her alone, please! I beg you" she was too scared to even move He bites her as well, on her neck and she starts pouring out black blood too, Max and Blondie were both on the ground slowing dying and their veins turned black as well

He looks at me in shock "ANSWER ME" - I shout "Let’s go to my room and talk" - he says I am losing my shit, I can still hear her voice saying she pleased him, she touched him, I feel something inside of me take over, I feel pain and I fall on the floor and I scream. He kneels next to me "Stay calm baby, your wolf is trying to come out" I scream in pain and when I notice he is looking at me with a smirk on his face and he turns into a massive black and grey wolf. He bumps his head against mine and he links to me "Welcome to the pack my Luna"

I was counting how many people were around without seeing them. I caught five distinct scents circling us, they were all Rogues. ‘Noah, you first. Aiden, you follow right after me.’ I mindlinked them, my voice calm despite the chaos brewing. The carriage door swung open, and I stepped out without hesitation. A blur of movement lunged at me, teeth bared, but I was faster. My hand shot out, clamping around the wolf’s throat. One swift twist and a sickening crack echoed through the clearing. It went limp instantly.