What If Thor Went For The Head の小説・ストーリー

"I made a call to protect you and the pack." "Well, you made a call I wouldn't have made." Thor was quiet for a moment before looking up at me. "Yes Alpha." "She asked you not to send anyone," I said. "Yes." "She didn't say anything about me." Thor's mouth pressed into a line. He looked down at the coffee in his hands and then back at me, and I could see him decide against arguing. "No," he said finally. "She didn't." I swung my legs off the cot, my ribs made themselves known in full, pain tearing through my chest.

I catch a glimpse of Aiden wiping a tear from the corner of his eye, doing it quietly so nobody else notices. “She’s still hot as fuck, though,” Marcus says with a smirk. My blood boils, and Thor surfaces in my mind. A growl tears from my throat, making Aiden and Marcus look at me in confusion. Thor is raging inside my head, and I’m struggling to keep control. My voice comes out deep and forceful as he pushes forward. “If I see you looking at her, or touching her again, I will rip out your eyes and cut off your hands,” Thor snarls. It shocks me how dark he sounds.

He looked so good in his suit, his hair slicked back. God, I loved him. “I know,” I said, and watched him leave. ~Alex~ Christopher wouldn’t get away with this, that slimy little rat, always finding some way to exploit Grace. How many warnings had I given him? And he still keeps finding ways to undermine me. “You should rip his throat out,” Thor growled to me, his tail flicking side to side in agitation. I could tell he was riled up, ready for a fight. But I shook my head. “I already tore him to pieces. It’s not even guaranteed he’ll heal from it.”

Patrick said indifferently. Thor suddenly prostrated on the ground and then jumped up, his sharp claws pouncing toward Gloria. Gloria was scared, her face pale. She couldn't run at all, so she limped and took a few steps back. But she was still too slow. Her dress was caught in Thor's claws, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Thor's dewclaws clenched Gloria's shoulders, and his huge body enveloped her. Thor's head almost reached Gloria's, and she could feel his breath.

Ardolf sidestepped the attack, his knife flashing out and striking Thor in his right arm deeply. Thor stumbled backwards, howling in pain. And then, he was on the ground, his body twitching and convulsing. Ardolf stood over him, his knife at the ready. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. As Ardolf was about piercing the knife through Thor’s heart, Athena stopped him. ‘’Stop! Ardolf, please dont, we have enough killing for today already’’. Athena said.

”Tungl (moon), I didn’t know that you were awake. I swear smoke has to be pouring out of my ears the way that it does in those old cartoons. “Didn’t know I was awake!” I nearly scream. “Who could sleep when you are caterwauling enough to bring down the walls of Jericho?!” Thor stands, feathers falling from his shirt and jeans as he does and I see red. “Are those the new pillows that I commissioned from Athena? Did you really just destroy something my niece made me? Something I designed myself?” Each question I ask gets louder and higher pitched.

Wearing iron gauntlets that I never knew she had, she caught the flying object — it was a hammer. “A hammer?” I mumbled. There was only one god that everybody knew back on Earth who possessed that specific weapon: Thor, the god of thunder. Mount Fort was still standing; much of the left side of his head got destroyed upon impact. From his remaining face, we could see how really, really angry he was. Marseille launched her magical hammer. Mount Fort dodged it, but the hammer’s trajectory began to change behind him. Taking a round turn, it zoomed toward his right side. The mountain brave raised both forearms for cover; chunks were broken off upon impact.

More messages flash up. Max: She winced when Zach hugged her. She blamed it on training, but Henry says she has not trained for days. He thinks her ribs are broken. And there's a fresh handprint bruise on her upper arm. I am frozen, nailed to the spot, every cell in my body immobilised with shock. Thor wakes, stumbling around, but my distress has broken through his drunken haze. He reads the words through my eyes and then, his anger explodes, and I’m still too distracted, my horror and grief, preventing me from finding purchase. Thor takes advantage and ceases control. His roar explodes around the room like thunder and my body obeys him the way a puppet obeys a master.

And If I couldn’t fight them… Then I would go for him. My eyes had locked onto Thorin. If I could Cut off the head of the snake, then the body could do us no harm.

I had almost run out of his study room when I remembered the main purpose of my untimely 'visit'. 'No, I wasn't going to back down now until I get what I want,' I mentally encouraged myself while gathering every last bit of energy I had left to face the fuming Greek god. In my 'unfortunate' state, I realized that the woman beneath him seemed to have stopped moving. Flashes of what could have happened to her ran through my head, and I shivered in fright.