Where To Go After Blood Starved Beast 소설 & 이야기

I turned to look at Xander and a warm feeling spread over my whole body. Xander would love his daughter the same way, a happy thought crawled over my mind, making me a little flustered. “Dad, we should head straight to the dungeon. Xander had transported the Beast’s corpse from the Silver Moon Pack to the Blood Moon Pack. We should hurry as it is rotting at an astonishing speed.” Daisy suggested Robert, her voice a little curious as if she knew something we didn’t.

Wolfe I kept following the scent and eventually I neared a blood trial. It seemed like Beast was trying his best to cover his tracks and at some point he couldn't control the hunger. It surprisingly led me all the way to the caves leading to the old temple. It took me inside the facility and there I found Beast inside one of the cells, drinking from a blood bag like it was his last supper. "You've got to be kidding me," I grumbled and walked to him. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

The beast was unleashed. In the dimly lit parking lot, Alex, now fully transformed, stood amidst a sea of parked cars. His massive frame was covered in thick fur, and his eyes burned with a wild intensity. His breaths were heavy, each exhale a growl. He could still hear the screams of his comrades in his head, but now they were joined by the frantic beating of his own heart. He felt the overwhelming urge to destroy, to tear apart anything in his path. Eventually, the rage began to subside. The beast, exhausted by its own fury, started to retreat. Alex’s breaths grew steadier, his vision clearer. Slowly, painfully.

It had been a few minutes and the beast was nowhere to be found. A tree fell and I snapped my head in that direction, it was the one that the last two girls were tied to. The moon came out from behind the clouds and at the corner of my eyes was the beast. Before it disappeared, I realised to my horror that it looked somewhat like a wolf, but with long shaggy hair and a huge head. A half wolf-half abomination. I didn't realise I was screaming when a growl sounded from behind me and before I could turn, I was snatched from the tree. A sharp pain ran through my body. I was being carried in the mouth of the beast, and its teeth pierced through my skin. It was running so fast that i felt dizzy, a

Her clothes had been ripped off because her body temperatures had increased insanely in the minutes after she ingested the portion. Generally, Beatrice looked like a walking disaster, save for the fact that she was writhing in pain in one of the most expensive hotels in the Marshall district. Damn, she looked terrible. "How did you manage to look like a zombie? What happened after the dance? The last time I saw you, you were with Sandra on the dance floor. What happened?” Aztec seriously asked Beatrice, who was convinced that her act was working. She may have been feeling like shit, but she was truly manifesting and getting the attention she had been seeking for the Alpha.

He made it a point to note that he needed to make her pay but for now, he had more pressing needs. No one knows what he was doing so they had no fucking right to blame him for anything. He needed to let his beast out. It needed fresh blood. The blood of the hag would have served as the best meal to his beast but he couldn't. Not that he cared about her four hundred lives but he had to keep the promise he made.

But I was me, and I had gone more berserk than this. With one swift leap, I charged straight for its throat, pulling it out as blood spluttered with some landing on my face. The beastman looked at me in shock as he gripped his neck, choking on his blood. With one last gurgle, he landed on the floor which vibrated at the impact. “Now that wasn't so hard, was it?” I chuckled dryly, wiping the blood off my face. I turned to face Beom and caught a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

“Then choose someone else. Find an omega to spread for you. I will not be your beast’s mate.” The words hit like iron, but I only leaned down again, letting my breath scorch his lips. “The beast won’t take anyone now,” I said. “It wants only you.” I pressed once more—hard—drawing a sound he could not swallow. “Soon, Aurelian, neither will you.” ———

He tilted his head slightly back, his narrowed eyes reddening at the corners as he stared intently at me. I swallowed hard before asking, "Can we vent again?" … After leaving the hotel, I didn't go straight home. Instead, I took Clayton to the beastkin clinic. The doctor said he was healing well and that the bruises and scars on his body were nothing to worry about. He was just severely malnourished and needed to take various special supplements long-term. The total cost of all the supplements was already higher than his net worth.

"They want me to eat raw flesh like an animal? To prove I’m worthy of being hunted by one?" "Precisely," Denis said, his voice clipped. "I suggest you find a way to keep it down. If you can't survive the meal, you certainly won't survive the Black Ridge." "How fascinating," I let out a bitter laugh. My father sold me to a beast, and now the beast's family wants to see if I can stomach the same gore he does. Was this the standard hospitality for Caravian brides? Or just the ones they suspect of being... unfit?