Novel & Cerita Tailed Beast

The decision had already been made. Alpha Caius was a ruthless, unforgiving man that was feared across the south and beyond. His name alone was enough to turn the blood of warriors to ice. He was more than a leader, he was a force of destruction, a walking death sentence. His pack, the Blood Howl Crest, was forged in the fires of war and its members were born to fight and trained to kill. Alpha Caius was a wolf written in blood. Towering. Scarred. Merciless. He led every war himself, cutting through enemies like a blade through flesh.

Maggie grunted, stepped forward and grabbed her by her long red mane. “AHH!” Valeen yelled as she swung her fists in the air. “Let go!” Maggie swung her around by her red mane with both hands tightly secured to her scalp. “I couldn’t find the toilet brush, but I guess this messy bush will do.” “Oh, God! You wouldn’t dare!”

I sing it because my new body knows it is there. The beast staggers mid-lunge. Its flat eye blinks twice. Its momentum carries it past me by an arm-length, and my tail — which is sharper than I have understood, the fan of it edged with obsidian the way an artist edges a finished page — comes around in an arc I do not consciously plan and opens its belly along eight feet of old muscle. It does not die from the cut.

I guess he was looking for the right word to use; one of the magazines I read about him said he was more of a beast than a human. "She knows?" Axel asked, confused, staring from Axios to Kiara, and she nodded at him. "He was fucking invincible; he is the reason our pack was never attacked by rogues; the one time they tried during his time, he massacred them in their numbers," Kiara explained. "Axios is the most feared alpha in the whole pack; well, I wouldn't say his reputation was impeccable, but he was a force to reckon with, things went south when he lost.... "

She sits up straight in her chair, leaning in. I nod. “Well, imagine something like one of those beasts—the long snout, pointy fangs, enormous tongue that doesn’t quite fit, uncontrollable slobbering, mangy fur, and these evil-looking unholy eyes. Imagine being caught somewhere between that wolf-like creature and a human. Mangled, twisted bones set at strange angles with patches of skin and tufts of fur.” I shake my head, my stomach turning just thinking about it. No, I can’t allow her to see me. Bexley isn’t leaning away from me. She doesn’t get up and dart out the door. Instead, she reaches a hand across the table. My paw lies within her reach. I want to pull it away, but I don’t.

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”

And as they passed me, I saw ropes tied to each of the spear's tails. I took a deep breath and finally expressed my surprise when I saw the majestic beast a few distance away from me. It was massive and terrifying, although it wasn't the beast as shown to me in the painting by Eric, it still possessed considerable strength which made it hard to tame even with twenty-five warriors to contend with. Tanto, if I wasn't mistaken, had a white fur coat, paws that resembled those of werewolves, and a snout like that of a fox.

I saw red and wanted his blood soaking my muzzle. The kick to my jaw had me turning bared fangs only to discover Talya. She whipped her shirt over her head then kicked out of her sweatpants. Her fur burst as she flew at me. I rolled with her teeth deeply embedded in my shoulder. Her sharp claws made it through my coat and burning heat filled the gash. The world came back into focus. I shifted and tried rolling again to dislodge her. For a second, I thought she'd rip my arm off. I gained my feet and took a step back from her bloody teeth. I let my power go. Beastkind fell to the ground.

"Let him believe it. If the King thinks he’s in control, he won’t look closer at the archives." "The bond is anchoring Eilis's mind faster than we anticipated," the first replied. He adjusted his heavy cloak, the movement revealing a glimpse of a jagged, old-world sigil pinned to his vest. "The 'Beast' is becoming functional. Stable. Exactly what is required for the transition." "And if the Prince grows too attached? If he puts his mate above the cause?"

Both let out a sigh of relief after they got the tag around the beast's tail which they had used their entire energy to hold the beast down while Heiytu snatched the tag. The beast was the size of a dog but it was fast and had six limbs with two hindlegs enabling it to walk. It was cute in Leqaria's eyes with its head that looked like a mouse and long ears. It wasn’t vicious in nature but easily frightened. And when it was frightened it would run or jump at a speed that was hard for them to capture.