The Mutant の小説・ストーリー

The only problem was - she wasn’t human. Being a wolf, she was different from those she grew up with, those she lived with, joked with, even loved. When her wolf started to show, at first, Maureen had thought she was going crazy. Her parents had heard of this happening to others, and after some time, located a pack who might be able to help her understand what she was experiencing. Grateful for others like her, who could understand and even help her learn about who she was, she joined the pack and the rest, as they say, was history. “Everyone treated me and my family with respect, but not everyone liked the fact that I was raised human. There was a lot people had to say about their Alph

"They fully calculated that your physical disability made you powerless to retaliate against their territory. They believed a broken, crippled prince would simply accept whatever leftover scrap they threw into your bed, so they kept the pure Alpha female, Freya, and forced the slim, four-foot-five Psi mutant into the covenant." A dark, dangerous curl distorts my lips as I exhale a cloud of acrid grey smoke. The absolute audacity of those wet-nosed dogs is almost amusing. They truly believe that because my lower extremities are bound to this chair, my claws have been dulled. They have forgotten that the blood running through my veins is the very thing that keeps their entire pack from being s

Marcus stared at me, his face white. "You're not human," he whispered. "You're a Mute Omega. The rarest wolf in existence." The council elders were shaking. The students were frozen. And Damon—my brother, my protector—looked at me with something I'd never seen in his eyes. Fear. "The Mute Omega hasn't been born in a thousand years," one elder said, his voice trembling. "Her voice can command Alphas. Her howl can tear packs apart. She's not just rare. She's dangerous."

They gave her and the other few still alive their venom. My gasp didn’t go unnoticed when I heard the words mutant and vampire. Nor did the shift in my seating. Her hand shot out to catch my forearm in a vice grip, preventing me from following my instinct to run as far away, as fast as I could. “You need not fear me, child,” she assured me. “I don’t drink the blood or eat the flesh of humans. Remember, I’m not pure vampire. I’m mutant, but I’ve conquered the desire for human flesh. If I eat meat, brains are my chosen delicacy. As for blood... I never developed a taste for it and since I’m mutant I don’t require it for survival. I’ll partake in some on occasion, but it’s rare.”

Third Point Of View: Ryan went forward, and the others quickly followed. Border patrols were perplexed when strangers entered their territory; they couldn't smell or sense them, and pandemonium erupted through the kingdom's mental link. Intruders, Alpha. One of the warriors alerted their Alpha in the midst of the chaos. Women and children make your way to your home's bunker. Graysen became aware of the unease being transmitted over the mental connection. He bolted from the kitchen.

the woman said with a wide, unnerving smirk that made me want to rip it right off her face. Flaring my nostrils, I spat at the woman, but she stepped back and shook her head unimpressed. "And there you go, a rogue in her natural form," she said in a mocking tone, her lips curling back. "A bitch." "Why am I here against my will?" I snapped. "You stole from us and you're a rogue," she said. "I stole from humans and since when is it a crime to be a rogue?" She stepped forward and grabbed my hair, before pulling my head back. "You're not allowed to talk back, Mutt!"

So, they flowed north, just as the Airborne, called an angel by Cupun and his people, had warned everyone to do. Healing now, not well but getting along rather nicely, Tulugaak traveled across the open ground that lay ahead. His parents and their youngest daughter remained near to his side. The other hanumans enclosed the originals in a moving circle. Many mutant types remained hostile to humans, and the urge to slaughter the makers corrupted their nature as it had once been in Jamison and all other mutants. But that was long seasons in the past before mutants first modified their behavior patterns. The war of wars had lasted for over a quarter-century. Most of the originals died out because

Skylar chuckled. “I always want to bite you, Princess.” “You know what I mean.” Cheyenne playfully rolled her eyes. “The bite that makes you go through the Alter is laced with what we like to call ‘The DNA Changer.’ It’s not the most creative term but it beats saying venom.” “So you’re going to poison me. With your teeth.” “More or less, sure.” Cheyenne turned to face him. He allowed it by loosening it his arms from around her.

Cyrus exhaled slowly, grateful for his preparations. He continued scrolling. Then a keyword caught his eye: mutants. A secretive Libertian website used the term to describe the awakened and the altered, borrowing it straight from old comics. Cyrus straightened in his seat. This was exactly the information he needed most. His own mutation had granted him spatial abilities, but beyond that, his knowledge was limited. He dug deeper. Foreign sources confirmed that biological mutation had spread across the globe. More than 100 countries had already documented mutant individuals. The phenomenon did not stop with humans. Animals, insects, and even plants were affected. Mutation appeared in many for

Father had taken me to a lot of doctors, both humans and even pack healers but none of them have been able to do anything to help me recover. I let out a light whimper as I feel blood trickling down my leg, this is when I hear some footsteps in front of me and I raise my head to meet their gazes. Four of them, looking so sinister and wicked. I immediately feel nauseous, maybe I will feel better if I throw up. “She is the mute one?” One of them asks, amusement dancing in his eyes. “I am sure our alpha will be happy if we take her with us” “Please let me go” I sign to them but from the look on their faces, none of them seem to understand me. I mean, how will they understand me when only my par