Novel & Cerita Trial By Fury

No, this ends now. Fury, like nothing he has ever felt, surges powerfully inside him, causing drastic changes inside his body. His claws shot out, his eyes turned yellow, and his wolf roamed on the surface, lending him the power he needed to fight the powerful foe coming toward them with vengeance of death. Kendra walks through the whole on the wall, her expression stormy. Nothing mattered but annihilating the one who dared to lay a hand on her mate. Felix shakes off the shock and pain of his landing, bounces his feet a little on the ground, and gears up to meet his opponent. Only he doesn't see her coming, and once again, he finds himself flying.

Fury surged through my veins, a primal rage that threatened to consume me entirely. Without hesitation, I made my way to the meeting with Beta King Tyler's family without much expectations of what they had to say. Anger burned within me, fueling my every step even when I tried to control myself. The storm brewing inside mirrored the tempest raging outside as if the elements themselves sensed the turmoil within my soul. The wind howled and the rain poured down relentlessly, amplifying the intensity of the situation.

What I want doesn't matter at the end of the day. He reared back, leaning off me as though I'd slapped him. "You think because I've taken you, that it doesn't matter?" I tilted my head to look up at him questioningly. "Would you rather every wolf in the pack had you? That you were marked by one such as Fury?" Fury was a terrifying wolf. He had scars and was known for sudden outbursts of violent temper. He was unpredictable and known to be brutal. Same as Draven is.

Her moves were sharp and fierce, and she did not hold back. After a few rounds, two more boxers were defeated. The remaining boxers were going wild. They pounced on Sonora like wild beasts. Unable to dodge, Sonora was punched hard in the abdomen. Blair squeezed the phone hard and felt his heart at his throat. “Go to Leaux!” He yelled. ‘How could this presumptuous woman fight ten people in one go? ‘She’s going to get herself killed!’ The driver was startled but immediately turned the car around.

“No." Callahan goes white when he sees his brother stumble, slide down a little. When he sees the smear of blood on the wall, that shock morphs into something else. Something powerful and violent and vengeful. He is Fury now. He turns to face the oncoming soldiers and I scream. I cover my ears and scream and scream. He kills every one of those men before one final, massive explosion rocks the house. The floor beneath us seems to sway, men falling, the click of an empty pistol loud in the moment before this tsunami touches down.

"You actually changed my clothes?" His smirk didn't budge. He crossed his arms, black shirt pulling tight across his shoulders, and tilted his head, like he was enjoying my meltdown."I have no reason to lie, Princess". That was it. Fury exploded in my chest, hot and wild. I didn't care that it ached from the bullet wound, didn't care that I was weak, barely standing. I lunged at him, fist swinging for his face, ready to wipe that smirk off for good.

He tried to stand up, but his body gave out, and he slumped back down. Turning his trembling gaze toward me, he asked, "Camilla, did you bribe the entire world to lie for you today? Your mom is obviously alive. Why is everyone saying she's dead?" As soon as he finished speaking, one of the wild dogs shook its head violently while tearing at flesh, causing a bloody piece of skin to land right in front of him. Adrian instinctively raised his arm to shield himself. He stepped back in disgust. But as he fixed his gaze on the piece of flesh, realization dawned on him, and the color drained from his face.

Relief crashes into me, tangled with confusion and a sharp bite of anger. “Fury,” I snap and he blinks at me, startled. “Where’s Jasmine? I can’t find her. And her scent—” My nostrils flare, panic threading every word. “It’s almost gone.” Fury scratches the back of his head, his eyes flicking away. He only ever does that when he’s nervous. “About that… please know I’m as surprised as you are.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat. As I stepped through the gates of the Corsica estate, a sleek black Maybach rolled up. Window down. Lorenzo, looking irritated as hell. "Back to snitch again? If you're that desperate, let's just hit the chapel and sign the vows." I didn't answer. Just glanced at the passenger seat. Sofia Camorra. Red-eyed, like she was the victim. When he said "sign the vows," she flinched. Lorenzo jumped out, blocking my view of her.

I feel like an exhibit. The instructors and judges take their place, voices amplified by magic that carries every word across the ground. “ Welcome to the Alpha Trials Events.” The crowd roars. “ These trials will test dominance, control, instinct and leadership under pressure. There will be no mercy, no excuses.” My pulse thunders in my ears. The first event- The Combat, The Twin Fang Duel.” A quiet rumble of Anticipation. This is the one everyone understands, the blood and dominance, no faking it to hide.