Pulp Fiction Wolf Car の小説・ストーリー

By then, it’s too late, and the other wolf swoops in, planting both paws on the omega’s chest, teeth bared to close around his throat. Carlos twists his face away and his hands press against the wolf’s neck, barely keeping the deadly mouthful of teeth away from his throat. His fingers curl in the fur of the wolf, and he struggles to bring his legs up, only seconds away from what might be his own death, but then he pushes through and drives his knees repeatedly into the sensitive underbelly of the wolf until it yelps.

I lay on the gas, make a couple jumps and I’m close enough. I raise the gun back up and line up my sights when I see something beyond the rogue. It’s a territory marker. Shit. We’ve reached the pack lands. I can’t risk the shot now. My only hope is to keep chasing him in case he turns back and gives me another chance. Maybe I can turn him around if I get a good enough angle on him. I’d be screwed if one of my shots ended up hitting one of the pack wolves. Normal tranquilizers won’t do anything but these are special. Made specifically to knock out the wolf side and put the human side to sleep. No wolf means no extra strength, speed, or increased healing capabilities. Much easier to work with

Her friend's scream was piercing but brief. Five wolves were down, seemingly unmoving while Victor got to another's shoulder. The biggest of the group limped to the side, not as fast as before but continuing to get in a bite when he could. Victor jumped over the next one and took a bite at their hips while hitting the other with a strong kick to the jaw. More blood fell and she realized he was toying with them. The back of her knees hit the seat, tipping her into the car as her head throbbed and her chest heaved with leaden gasps. Pins and needles prodded at her.

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu

Enrico said he’s going to just hurt Ralph but not kill him or did he really plan to kill Master? Thank god! Master has customised car which can withstand high threshold and it saved her now. Once she took control over the car, she held her gun and pressed the accelerator to leave the place. Of course she has to fulfil her duties as BlackWolf clan member. She informed Ralph that they’re ambushed and continued to drive but more and more cars chased after them from all sides

Kaelen’s fist crashed into its jaw, shattering teeth, before he stomped its chest until ribs caved in. Adrian hurled one attacker onto the hood of a car. The impact dented the metal, windows cracked, and the wolf rolled off coughing blood. Another lunged at him, but Kaelen intercepted, slamming the creature against the car door so hard the panel buckled inward. He grabbed the wolf by the skull, slammed it again, and again, until blood smeared across the glass.

“I can’t hold him off forever.” I scrambled up to my feet, even though my legs were still unsteady. Every instinct screamed at me to flee, but something was off. I couldn’t put a finger on it, and though I wanted to move my feet, my wolf wouldn’t budge. The brown rogue-like wolf lunged at Caroline. She moved like water slipping under his reach and driving the stake… No, it was now a silver dagger into the wolf’s chest. The wolf howled, the sound shaking the ground and trees, and then crumbled into dust, scattering in the wind.

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

My heartbeat was still too fast and I felt dizzy. "Celia, tell me what the man looked like." Carson said as a wolf came out of the trees and bumped into Carson's hip. Carson let go of one arm and slide a backpack off his shoulder. The wolf grabbed it in his teeth and darted behind a tree. I tried to think clearly. I wasn't sure what to say.

Its fur was a mottled charcoal gray, almost black, but it was the eyes that stopped my breath, a piercing, glowing blue that fixed on us with predatory intent. "Get in the car!" I shouted, reaching for him. He turned to the door, but before he could grab the handle, a violent force slammed into the frame. The impact was so heavy the car skidded sideways. My heart hammered against my ribs when Alessandro suddenly stood before me. "Alessandro, you're in a rut," I said, my hand trembling as I touched his arm. He turned his head slightly, his eyes shimmered red and golden. Before he could respond, a wolf lunged from the shadows, its jaws snapping toward us. A scream tore through my throat, and I