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"You have an exquisite goddess with you, and you think you can keep her all to yourself?" I felt a shiver of discomfort run down my spine, and I fought the urge to shrink away from his predatory gaze. These men were beasts, hunting for their next prey, and I was a mere lamb caught in their crosshairs.

Chapter 15 Beast *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader discretion is advised. Thank you. *** POV: Shea Vestine - Thorne “Oh, gosh! I really can’t believe what happened last night!” Carrie exaggeratedly exclaimed as she sat beside her on the huge rock near the riverbank.

His single eye sweeps over us coldly. “The rules are simple: survive until sunset or incapacitate your opponent,” his voice booms without any amplification. “Release the beasts!” The iron gate on the north side opens with a painful screech. From the darkness within, several level one and level two Feral Beasts emerge. They are nearly the size of elephants, with black and brown fur. Their fangs drip with venom. Their eyes glow red. And they have wings. The damn creatures hover slightly above the ground.

Only the Beast King Cities maintained a steady flame, but the Elk Tribe, where she now lived in the Southern Region, did not. Yet in her hands lay a slab of raw meat, and the hunger gnawing at her grew louder with each passing second. Clar had already started organizing what she remembered from the book she had read before her transmigration. The Beast Domain was divided into four great regions—South, North, East, and West—each ruled by a Beast King City. Between them lay the Dark Forest, home to ferocious beasts. Male beastmen could only strengthen themselves by absorbing crystal cores. These crystals awakened their abilities, but awakening came at a cost. Without the soothing presence of a

I stood and I drew my blade because I was Lyra and I had walked the northern territories and I had seen the empty clearings and the cold fires and the grooves that the Beast had left in the earth and I would not let it take another wolf from the pack that had learned to stand when the world told them to kneel. The Beast stepped into view and for a moment my mind refused to shape what I saw because it was not the shape of any wolf and it was not the shape of any bear and it was not the shape of anything that the old laws had a name for. It moved low but massive and its body was long and thick with muscle that rippled under dark fur streaked with ash gray and its head was broader than any wolf

I kept Lobo for myself because he was the smallest, so I make a mental reminder to introduce them sometime. “As for wild animals, I love black panthers, they are sleek and dangerous but graceful at the same time.” “Ah I can see why you like those, I am also a dog person, and my favourite wild animal is actually the swan.” “Really? Why?” “I think it is because they tend to stick to one mate once they pair up and have you ever noticed how protective the male can be over his mate when nesting?”

“I accept your challenge, little brat. But don’t expect to live after this.” ‘That’s supposed to be my line.’ 'To the light that shines through the darkness, the goddess of night, creatures, and powerful beings. Hear us and bear witness to our duel. Let this fight be fair, allowing the righteous lycan to reign victorious and lead for the future of the pack.’ “Let there be no ominous tricks and punish those who break it.” ‘I, Belle Lycansten,’ “I, Lupert Gastoven,” “Swore fiareness and no illwill in partaking in this scared fight between champions.”

Once the image of the wolf formed completely, Alpha Zane's eyes suddenly closed, and he fell to the floor. Kane came forward, but the priestess raised her hand to stop him. The ritual wasn't complete yet. She closed her eyes and continued with her chants, the fire growing bigger and bigger. Suddenly, the wolf turned away from Zane's unconscious body, and it bounded off at top speed. The priestess finally let her hands down, and the fire died slowly too. She opened her eyes, now blank and without the colored part. Kane watched, his eyes thin. The priestess closed her eyes again, and took in a deep breath. When she opened her eyes again, she was back to normal.

Either they were wearing some fucked-up contacts, or Alex slipped LSD into my tea. “And the wolves,” my voice held a hint of hysteria as I glanced at either side of me. “Whose are they?” I asked, stepping back cautiously. I had been around wolves before, but those had been bred in a sanctuary. They were used to human contact. These were wild, abnormally huge, and yet they acted more like domestic pets who craved my attention. I didn’t want to risk petting them in case they bit my fucking hand off. They can smell fear and use it to their advantage.

He thought looked behind about yelling at Wren however what he encountered destroyed every motives. To him, it was heavenly. The way the sun fully sets on the princess' smiles; the way her orange-brown braided hair swung with the wind; her dainty almond blue eyes, her brown skin radiating the sun set; Skylark's fallen lemon feathers swirling around the scenery which pictured in his mind like a work of art—It was so enticing for the Beast being. His face reddened as he blinked never as he seen such beauty during all his time in the Humane Kingdom.