The Power Of The Dog นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Seeing the bone made the mastiffs' eyes light up. Lunging at Samuel with gaping jaws, the mastiffs tore one of his arms off in an instant. The one that snatched the bone gnawed on it hungrily, while the other focused on tearing chunks of flesh off Samuel's body. Samuel's gut-wrenching scream filled the air. Still, Heather's face was as cold and merciless as ever. She said to Samuel, "The pain you're feeling is nothing compared to what Christopher endured. Drag him out. Send him to hustle at a shady club.

’ I can almost hear them. I can tell Dev's trying to block me still, harder than before as I prod his memories, but it means nothing. His little barriers to stop my probing, as he tries to conceal past scenes from my sight, would have worked had I been using our bond as packmates. I'm not using Wolf Link to conjure up the movies from his past; I'm using my power, and wolves can't block it. My powers give more than just a visual…I can see, feel, sense, and experience everything.

Looking at Jacinda, I delivered yet another sharp slap across her face. "Jacinda! I never thought you'd go so far as to scheme against your own flesh and blood for the sake of a bastard! Those dogs were huge! Even an adult wouldn't stand a chance against them if they went wild. You were clearly hoping Timmy would die early so your bastard son could take his place!" Jacinda's face turned red with fury as she vehemently denied it. "That's bullshit! I picked dogs that were trained and mild-tempered! I just wanted to teach you both a lesson so you would treat Jay and Benny better in the future!"

It washed over me, wrapping me in his power until my lungs couldn’t hold air. My heart hammered wildly as Dominic’s breath thundered, his chest rising strong, his voice low and fierce, dripping with power not of this world. When his gaze locked on mine, glowing bright as molten suns, every bone in me trembled… The great Alpha Bloodhound was back.

It's the final round of this year's Pack Pup Tournament. I can't take my eyes off my pup, Patrick Grant, as he wins the title. When the host calls Patrick's parents onstage to celebrate, I leap up, thrilled. But then I see Nicholas Grant, my Alpha mate, walk up with his secretary, Natalia Lawson. They stand side by side under the spotlight, kissing Patrick on both cheeks. It's as if Natalia is the mother, as if she's the Luna of our pack, as if they're the perfect family.

But when I was in high school, I stumbled upon a book of demons that showed me the image of how a true hellhound looked. It was an enormous black furless dog, almost twice the size of a werewolf with bright neon eyes and drool dripping from its sharp canines. It could stand on two feet if it chose to and had the ability to shoot fire from their mouth. The Devil's destructive pet. Looking at that picture alone... I knew... that was no exaggeration. The witch who summoned them must have been extremely powerful. I even heard that the ritual itself came with a very high price. She must have been desperate as hell.

I felt Duilio’s power surging through me. ‘Ready to make some crispy wolves?’ I asked as I charged up. ‘Always. Let’s fry these mutts.’ Duilio’s yellow eyes gleamed. The blue streaks down my body glowed as his power grew. I was circling our patrol unit in a blink, a blur of lightning. My power never once touched my pack; instead, it discharged out, forcing the Mandonie wolves back. The howls of the Mandonie wolves being electrocuted filled the air. It was music to my twisted ears. They deserve all this and more for following that boy and daring to step paw into my territory. Let alone with the intent to take my new stepmother, my Luna.

she had trampled underfoot and humiliated at will truly did possess the power to destroy the entire pack. I checked my watch. My tone was indifferent as I said, "Xander, time's up. Since you can't make a choice, I'll make one for you." I stood up, and power began to surge within me. My slumbering wolf awoke at this moment. A terrifying energy erupted from me, like a tangible tidal wave that instantly swept through the entire room. A low wolf howl exploded in everyone's ears. This was the absolute suppression of a top-tier Alpha Female.

I didn't even have a phone. The dogs growled. They kept coming. I slowly backed away. "If you come near me, I will kill you." They didn't listen. They moved closer and closer, and closer. I tried to summon my powers. Nothing happened, I tried again still nothing. Hope evaporated from my chest, fear gripping me on a chokehold. What was happening? Why weren't my powers working? How could I be even weaker than I had been before? One of the dogs stepped forward. It was enormous. Its fur was soaked from the rain, and its eyes remained fixed on me.

The girl, who prided and found pleasure in coning sugar daddies with her late boyfriend. The fifteenth law of power…All great leaders since Moses have known that a feared enemy must be crushed completely, if one amber is left alight, no matter how dimly it smolders a fire will eventually break out. More is lost through stopping halfway than through total annihilation. The enemy will recover and will seek revenge. Crush him, not only in body but in spirit.