Starrk Coyote Novels & Stories

“So this is what you look like. The Millennium Coyotes.” Rayne taunts as he stands back in front of him. The Coyotes let out a laugh that sounded like the wheels of the carriage. His socket eyes stare back at Rayne, while his jagged teeth and bald head make him look like a ghost that dies from getting burned. “How could you? I want my face back,” the Coyotes affirmed in his deep and chilling voice, which would send a series of electricity down anyone's body at the gruesome image of him.

“ We don’t need to hurt each other, you just need to follow me and—” Reyna lunged at him, shifting in mid-air. The sound of bone popping and snapping filled the clearing as Reyna shifted and let out a furious growl. “ F*ck, they said it was double the amount.” cursed the Coyote as he backed away and raised his arms to shoot consecutive tranquillising darts at the wolf, infuriating the wolf even further. The female wolf shot at her attacker aiming at his throat, but the coyote sensing the threat immediately rolled out of the harm's way before she shifted as well, his coyote’s form was smaller than the wolf’s but it was fast, agile and swift as well when compared to the highly drugged wolf.