What Is Bloody Flux Disease Novels & Stories

I hate him. The meeting began. “We called this board to discuss updates on the disease,” Aiden spoke, his voice calm, commanding. Cassia’s eyes betrayed her as they followed the movement of his lips, memories flashing unbidden. She shook it off quickly, focusing on her notes. Clearing her throat, she began. “The disease is unlike anything I’ve studied before. It is not airborne. It cannot be transmitted through touch. Its root lies within wolf blood itself. And to be honest… I don’t believe a cure exists.”

Roberto's POV "My God," I whispered to myself, my eyes scanning the pages of the medical journal in front of me. Lupine Devourer, the disease Alexander had planned to unleash on our kind. It was even more terrifying than I had imagined. A highly contagious and deadly viral disease, specifically designed to target werewolves. It attacked our lycanthropic cells, disrupting our ability to transform. The symptoms were severe: fever, chills, muscle weakness, and eventually, complete loss of motor function.

I said quietly. Jasmine sighed. “The doctors ran some blood tests.” “And?” I pressed. “They discovered something unusual,” she said carefully. My heart pounded harder. “What kind of unusual?” Jamine stepped forward. “Blaze has a rare blood disease.” The words hit me like a sudden storm. For a moment I couldn’t even process them. “A disease?” I repeated faintly. Jasmine nodded slowly. “Yes. It’s something he was likely born with. The doctors said it might not show symptoms until later in childhood.”

Sunblood flower. My stomach twisted. Sunblood flower was a common plant in the human world. Humans used it freely—in spices, herbal mixtures, even cooking oils. To them, it was harmless. Sometimes, it even added flavor and warmth to meals. But to us? It was dangerous. Deadly dangerous. Sunblood flower triggered a violent reaction in werewolves. It overheated our blood, disrupted our breathing, and forced our bodies toward transformation. If consumed in large amounts, it could make a werewolf lose control completely.

Infecting Grace when he came to visit first and she'd spread it to the kids, which meant that son of a bitch was an original, or closely related to one. I'd bet Fenris was one too. "And?" "Little known fact that the Crescent Flu is a mutation of the werewolf virus, in these three it mutated further. It's a... dangerous combination, I'm afraid." I swallowed and nodded. "Wait and see?" She nodded. "I've called in some favors. It's just a matter of seeing if it worked." "Can I see them?" "After you go through a scan." I let them scan me. As expected, I needed to change out of my clothes, but I wasn't contagious, nor had I contracted it. Witch blood had a way of keeping that from happening.