Stray Cat Scratched Me And Drew Blood Novels & Stories

Lucy petted it affectionately. All of a sudden, Lightning saw Maya. It was so scared that it hopped to its paws and screeched. It got worked up and accidentally scratched Lucy's delicate skin. "Ouch!" In a matter of a second, several bloodied scratches appeared on Lucy's arm. Tobias heard her yelps from outside and rushed into the living room. "What's the matter, babe?"

She stared at him, then at me, like I owed her answers. "What happened?" she demanded, voice quivering, sharp enough to cut through the haze in my head. I shrugged, letting my shoulders slump like it was nothing. "It is what it is. Liam got scratched by a large animal." My words came out flat, casual, but sweat beaded on my neck. I hated talking to strangers, especially women. Her gaze darted around, wild, like she expected claws to rip through the walls. "Large animals? Do you mean like servals? African lions? Leopards? Jaguar?"

Millicent swallowed hard at the sight of his ruined shirt and the deep scratches on his arms as Isaac got into the car again, ignoring her outstretched hands and handing the cat to Sage “Are you okay?” “That’s why I told you to stay in the car.” he just sighed, as if the fact his blood was dripping onto the floor of the car didn't mean anything “It's also not my first time dealing with stray animals. And they can be very violent when they want to.” he said, as he rolled up the torn sleeves of his shirt “Give it a go, Laurence. We will leave Miss. Bianchi at home before we go to a vet.”

then she laughed it was dry and bitter. Mama Rita chuckled uncomfortably,”yeah,since you are an orphan and homeless,you can stay with me” Scar looked up”I'll decline that,I come with a bag of trouble, actually a truck full” “I don't mind,I sincerely don't mind” “Hold her down,kick that bitch ,she thinks she's better than others”scar curled as the kicks landed,”how about a makeover,a make over”the voices as they held her down,one of the ladies squatted before her with a piece of glass,scar trashed violently but the hands holding her was stronger,she sharp pain tore from her right ear to her cheek,she screamed as they left her not without final kicks,she screamed like a wounded bull pain blind

I was either doomed or really saved. The strange man didn't have a single bloodstain on him. Not even a bruise. He looked like perfection as he bent towards me, and unbuckled the straps on my wrists and ankle. “Did he cut you?" My lips were trembling. I was too shocked— too shocked to say a word. Or to even shake my head. “He did." He cussed under his breath as he noticed the small cut on my skin. He was a wolf… a special one. I could discern wolf species.

As though making up her mind, she suddenly hurled the cat to the ground and turned to run. Without a second of hesitation, Ian shut the car door. "Drive." The Porsche roared to life and sped after her. I was left standing there, choking on exhaust, and feeling utterly humiliated. Supporting my aching back, I stood up slowly. I felt both annoyed and faintly amused. What a mess. With a sigh, I walked over and picked up the trembling white cat. Two of its legs were injured from the fall. Its mouth was cut, and thin streaks of blood were seeping out. That explained why it couldn't run even if it was terrified.

Oh, he had some balls. I pulled my head back, just so, and came up with my left. Claws out, I scratched his cheek, hard. He roared, spitting on the ground next to me, blood and flesh on my claws. I swiped them on my side, never giving him a second glance.

Blood seeped through her white T-shirt in an instant. She flinched but didn't cry out. Instead, she turned quickly and cradled the terrified kitten in her arms. "Don't worry. The shelf just tipped over. We'll get it upright again." She gently stroked its fur. I froze on the spot as I watched her. Rowena's blood dripped onto the floor, a silent testament of her kindness. Ten minutes later, I took her to a clinic to treat her wound. Her skin was so fair that it nearly looked translucent, but the angry burn scar on her wrist stood out starkly against it.

It seemed like it was going to rain heavily. Charity looked up and said softly to the skinny cat, “Oh well, do you want to… come home with me? My house is quite spacious.” The cat meowed before it looked down and ate the fish seriously. Charity thought the cat agreed, so she stretched out her hand to hug it. However, the wild cat ended up extending its sharp claws and scratching the back of her hand, leaving a scar on her hand. “Tsk, tsk. Are you having a brain fart moment? This wild cat is highly vigilant. Did you think it was similar to a domestic cat?”

She stated as she pulls all thorns from its paws. Yuko and Yuka sat down in front of her while watching her from what she's doing. "That's a normal cat so, I think that is a stray one." Yuko commented. Yuka caressed the cat's head and it purrs. "Nyar!" The cat wags its tail in happiness and Alexis is done with pulling out the thorns. "I think he'll be needing a bandage for its wound." Alexis said then Yuko stood up and went back inside the mansion.