The Savage And The Swan Mga Nobela at Kwento

I hated this. I leaned a little closer, just hovering above her, breathing her in. The gnash wasn’t healing and I knew exactly what that meant, her wolf hadn’t fully awakened, probably because of all the trauma, the damn chains, or the constant bullshit life kept putting her through so she'll break but Violet Black doesn’t break. She burns and now she’s mine to protect. “Storm, I swear to the goddess...” “Shut up and lick the damn wound. If she dies because you let pride win, I’ll personally rip your soul out and offer it to our ancestors on a golden platter.”

I laugh as he punches me in the gut and I bend, gasping for breath, when he grabs me by my hair and forces my head back. “You bitch! You will pay for that. I wonder if Savage will want you after I take you. But then again, it wouldn’t matter. You are …” “Damaged goods, yeah, yeah. We know. Besides, I wouldn’t want your disease riddled little dick near me. You see, Savage is a real man, baby. You know what happened to the men who raped me? Imagine what will happen to you.” I cackle like I’m crazy. He looks at me, unsure. Oh, doubt. How I love seeing that look.

Breathing harshly, I bare my teeth at the empty room. “This was NOT supposed to happen.” With my anger still buzzing through me, I storm out of my chambers, into the forest and make my way toward the hidden grove where the old witch is currently living among rots in her den. By the time I reach her hovel, my claws are still extended and my eyes are now glowing a pale blue colour with my wolf’s light. Then I shove the door open so forcefully that it smacks back against the wall. “You useless hag!” I snarl, searching about the place with my eyes until I spot her, sitting hunched over her fire pit with her crooked back and long grey- white hair.

“Just so you know, I don’t like you. There’s something about you that infuriates me. You look really lifeless. If you're planning to betray him, just a friendly reminder: Dmitri will kill you before you escape.” I furrowed my brows in confusion, caught off guard by her declaration. “What?” “My intuition is never wrong. You don’t look like one of us. I just can’t prove it yet.” Whatever. I didn’t bother to retort. Soon, Ivanos returned with our orders. He hadn’t gotten anything for himself—just us. All of a sudden, Sofia sprang up when her phone buzzed with a notification. “I need to use the restroom.” Ivanos attempted to follow her like a little puppy following its master.

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

It’s why we left in the first place. It was the right call. It was unfortunate, yes, but her sacrifice wasn’t in vain. Lana is still alive. I don’t care that I’m alive, I was more concerned with saving Lana. I did my job and I hate that Cheryl paid the price. I wish it had been me, but Cheryl insisted she went ahead to scout the area. Worst case we were going to go back to the bathroom, all three of us. The bathroom didn’t have a window, well it did, but it was far too narrow and high for any of us to fit through. I’m not sure outside would have been much safer though. The savage rogues were everywhere; there were a couple dozen of them and savage wolves are hard to fight. They are pure anim

I then gulped when I shifted my gaze back to the man who sparred our lives out of his willed principle. "Thank you." I did not stutter as I uttered my words of gratitude. As anticipated, he did not response. But I do not care, as long as Ferion and I are still breathing. It was our turn then to face our backs with his. But after one step of a ripple, he surprisingly spoke. "Savage she-wolf." he spoke that let us halted from our tracks. "Remember me, this day and what had occured at this swamp. Someday, when our paths will cross again, I expect you to pay me back what you owe at this day. Never.... forget it."

run away from these savage people. "Hold her," Old Shan already predicted the resistance, but this kind of reaction is what he never expected to get. It is too rich for expression. Many sl*ves who got their sl*ve mark are always scared, but they're not going to shout or yell out so loud, getting hysterical, to the point in where anyone from the tribe can hear them cry. Sol Ming is not going to deny this kind of response. She is really terrified right now. Her mental barriers had already broken down when he saw the bone knife and soon as the older man squatted down on her front, taking out her other hand in no time, and then opening up her palm, her heart almost stopped.

Every breath has your name because I found Unsavory Redemption in it. The End.

My mouth opened and closed as I tried to force words out. None are forthcoming, and I was sure I only succeeded at looking like an idiot. The one who asked who I was reached forward – probably to grab the container, but did I mention the bloodthirsty pack of wolves? I let out a yelp and backpedaled only to come up against another body. That stupid squeak came out again as I tried to move forward, but hands gripped my shoulders, halting my movements. I was two seconds away from tossing the containers and hoping to cause a feeding frenzy – because they’re wolves – when I heard his voice right next to my ear.