Marauders Hp นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"You were supposed to be dead! How are you still alive? I saw the horde swallow you!" Wade looked just as shattered. He staggered back several steps, lost his balance, and crashed to the ground. Then, a foul, yellow stain spread rapidly down his pant leg. The camp commander turned deathly pale as his body quivered uncontrollably. Realizing disaster had arrived, he shouted in a stammering panic, "Guards! Guards! Arrest this traitor!" "I'd like to see any of you try." I ignored their terror and unleashed the full force of my Tier Seven abilities.

When I got hold of him, the little twerp would smell my armpits. "Boys get in here!" I heard my father exclaim, "Ah nuts." Marvel was groaning in pain from the tumble he had taken; it was unfortunate because Marvel was a hefty guy and I was as thin as a french fry. As I get up, I notice Maddox and Marc running inside the Gold Pack; they were already dead when I found them. Helping Marvel, his hair performed what it has always done since he was ten: it changed color from blonde to silver.

Anita's voice wavered as she delivered this startling revelation. "Alpha Jake, Mara's origins... they are unique, to say the least. She's a hybrid, a mix of Lycan, Werewolves, Witch, Vampire, and even Dragons. It's a combination of supernatural bloodlines that's exceptionally rare and incredibly powerful." Alpha Jake was left utterly stunned by this revelation. He had never encountered or even heard of such a hybrid before. His mind raced with questions, and he struggled to comprehend the implications of Mara's extraordinary heritage.

Allen BolMont, his godfather and father's best friend sent on the journey to "keep Brick out of trouble" Richard "Riffraff" Harris the resident runt of the pack whom the Alpha had little to no patience for. Thomas "Taz"Michelson, a new recruit and recently shifted youth. Jason "Doc" Coderory the resident younger doctor of the pack whom was a fresh graduate of med school student before being attacked by a werewolf and infected before he could return home following summer vacation. Daphne "Goldie" Hoover was the only female member and the girl friend of Taz whom road bitch on his bike when they hit the road. She too had werewolf blood and something of a golden transformation whenever she was i

On the other hand, the Scorpion Guardian’s knife split open, and a huge flash of black light shot toward the purple phoenix. “Boom!” After the purple phoenix and the black light disappeared, Lucas surveyed the battlefield before him and realized that Ms. Maren had coughed up a mouthful of blood. She had some nasty wounds on her body as well. “Hahaha, you may have Grade S Gene but you’ve just only stepped into the Rank 3 realm. Your strength is no match for mine.” The Scorpion Guardian gloated loudly. Ms. Maren pressed against her bleeding wounds. Sh e had been seriously injured.

I snapped back to the present moment and looked to the door. “Come on in.” I called out. There was a familiar scent on the other side of the door, but I couldn’t place it specifically. Then a familiar face walks through the door. “Hello Alpha. I hope I’m not pulling you away from anything important.” Mara, a she-wolf in my pack, who also joined the warrior squad. I would not have thought this girl had any interest in being a fighter. She is on the prissy side, and always cared more about looking put together. She’s pretty- dark brown hair that falls past her shoulders, with dark brown eyes. She’s average height and she has sexy curves, which she is never shy about showing off. I can only ima

He asked. "We no longer need your services since your reputation is in the mud. You will no longer be sponsored." Della says slowly getting irritated by Malfred's presence. "Arielle's reputation is also in the mud, why am I being discarded ?" Malfred asked. "The public knows we work with you, Arielle's case is different. We'll decide what to do with her once she's done with her mission. Besides I was going to cut you off anyways. Let's part ways Malfred." Della says while smirking. "But I'm ruined, I will loose the election." Malfred lamented.

A splinter from the shattered barricade had driven deep into her femoral artery when Rhys’s heavy infantry made their last push. Mara, usually the fiercest Beta in my scout unit, was pale—not the paleness of fear, but the waxen look of a body running out of life. Her blue eyes were unfocused, her fingers clutching the sleeve of my tunic with a strength that was fading by the second. "Elara... the pups," she whispered, her teeth stained pink. "Did they... get to the deep caves?"

I don’t have room for anyone else’s pulse tonight. We reach a churned patch of ground where heavy bodies dragged heavy boots. Loran tries to veer away. I yank the belt and he stumbles back into the line. “Redmaw,” Mara says, crouching to touch a print. “Half dozen, maybe more. Recent.” “More,” I answer, because I trust my rage more than tracks. I hook my fingers into Loran’s hair and jerk his head up until his spine is a question mark. “How many?”

“Fionna, dearest, what did you do to the other mages, and can you undo it?” I asked her as I took a peek out the window. Those Buzzards I’d seen flying in were landing all over the clearing outside, and even though there were plenty of wolves howling in the distance to let me know that my pack was summoning anyone and everyone who might be willing to come and help, we were in a world of trouble. I knew that a wolf’s abilities were limited against a mage, especially the ones as powerful as the mages landing outside. I didn’t get a good count, but it looked like there were at least twenty, maybe more. They were of all ages, shapes, sizes, etc. from young women to old men and everything in betw