He dragged her and pushed her to the wall saying "You saw everything. You are a human and may be a threat to me and my clan so you can't go that easily."

After closing her eyes she felt a sting on her neck and felt her blood running out of her body. She was staying still and just thinking that her life is finished now. Suddenly she felt weak and blacked out.

Zune faces an incident and ends up bitten by a vampire.

How she tackles with her new form from human to a vampire??
Find out in the story - Turning Into A Vampire

Being a student, Clyde lived his life to his liking. Going on adventures, travelling around the world, while at the same time studying and acquiring knowledge through books. At the age of 18, he was already a graduate student, however, because of that, he does not have many friends. But suddenly, due to one fateful day, a game called "Pokèmon GO" went viral. Walking in the streets to go home which was his usual routine, a driver was seen playing the game "Pokèmon GO". He was trying to catch a Pokemon named "Pikachu", however, the moment he caught it, Clyde's life would never be the same again.

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*I give the credit for the characters, Pokemons, places, establisments, companies and the picture that I used to their creators.

*Post chapters at leisure times

The werewolf charges him, clawing at him. John brings up his arms to block the hit, but the force is enough to throw him off his feet. The werewolf then picks him up by the throat and throws him against the other wall, John landing on the ground with a hard thud. He struggles to get up as the werewolf walks towards him, a burning rage in its eyes.

His rage erupting once more, John gets up on all fours, letting out a ground-shaking roar that halts the werewolf's approach. His wounds suddenly start to heal as he regains just enough strength to stay in the fight. The werewolf is clearly pissed from this happening, and charges ta him once more.

John jumps to the side, barely avoiding its claws. He runs up to it and claws at it. He gets a hit in, but his other attack is blocked and he's met with a forceful claw to the chest that sends him backwards, throwing him into the room the man had entered from.

Another door opens up, and a man with a large wolf show up.

"Ludmilla!" The man shouts. He turns to the dark grey werewolf, seeing the rage that envelopes him.

John glances over to the man and the wolf as the werewolf moves towards him. He moves in front of them, using himself as a shield.

"What in the-"

The werewolf lets out a roar before charging at John again. John charges forward, meeting him halfway.

"Cahal? Cahal can you hear me!" The man shouts. He ignores him, too focused on killing John. As the two press against each other Cahal suddenly pushes forward with extra force, causing John to stumble back. He then grabs him and throws him at a large glass wall, making a large crack in it. John once more falls to the floor, this time unable to recover.

"Cahal, listen to me we need to get out of here!" The man order him, but he doesn't listen, turning to him with a feral glare. The wolf next to the man snarls at Cahal as he approaches them. Getting closer, it lunges at him. He dodges past the wolf and swipes at the man, sending him flyting into the opposite wall.

"Cahal, it's me!" The man begs, "You need to, fight it!"

Cahal lifts a claw, but the wolf lunges onto his arm, biting it with all its might. Cahal grabs the wolf, and slams it into the ground, the wolf yelping in pain.

"Stop, that's rafeeq!" The man pleas, but Cahal lifts the wolf up once more and slams it into the ground before slamming his fists into it, crushing its body. Cahal stares at rafeeq's mutilated corpse before stumbling backwards. It suddenly goes down to its knees before turning back to human.

"Rafeeq...what have I, done?" He asks in disbelief.

"Cahal, we have no time to mourn, we need to get out of here, now!"

Hesitantly, he joins up with the man and the two leave, leaving John alone in the room. A man up in a window walks away.

"Send some guards to finish off whoever that is," The man speaks into a radio before exiting the room.

Exhausted and weak, John turns back to human, naked. Whatever just happened is all a jumbled up blur in his head. He manages to push himself up off his feet and looks around. The mutilated corpse of a large wolf lays on the ground, a large puddle of blood surrounding it. As he stares at the wolf, he suddenly remembers Ludmilla being thrown against a wall.

"Ludmilla!" He mutters to himself before running to the other room. He finds her still lying on the ground. He examines her and sees she's still breathing, clinging onto dear life. John can hear several guards approaching in the distance. He uses the last of his strength to pick her up and runs over to a nearby door. He opens it up, busting through and heading for the cafeteria where the map is.

He can hear people off in the distance as he reaches the cafeteria. Having no time to look at the map he runs through it, finding himself back in the hall where his cell is. He runs down to the other side and runs through a door, then another, and another. He has no idea where he's going he just knows if he stops him and Ludmilla are dead. Going through one last door, he finds himself outside, the frigid night air biting at his body.

He fights through the pain in his feet as he runs along the cold metal and heads down some stairs. He finds a door in the fence and rams into it with his shoulder, breaking the lock. Nowhere else to go, he runs off into the nearby forest.

After running for who knows how long, exhaustion finally starts to drag him down. He finds a thicket between some large trees and enters it. He puts Ludmilla down before collapsing to the ground.

Visions of what happened after blacking out appear in his head. There was a bloody battle between and a black werewolf, he killed it, but then a dark-grey one showed up and nearly killed him.

"You who saved one of my people…" A voice calls out to him, "We have lost a great warrior tonight...Heed my call, my caern needs you…"

John wakes up, finding his face being smothered by grass and dirt. He gets up, and sees Ludmilla is nowhere to be found.

"Ludmilla? Ludmilla!" He calls out as he jumps up.

"I'm right here!" She quickly responds appearing through the thicket, "No need to worry. Oh uh, your clothes," She looks away. She unbuttons her flannel and hands it to him, "Here, use this to cover yourself for now,"

John looks down at himself and realizes he's butt naked and covered in dried blood and scars.

"T-Thanks," He replies, quickly taking it and wrapping it around himself, "How are you feeling?"

"Like shit," She replies, "But at least I'm alive, thanks to you,"

"Don't mention it,"

"Endron is probably still looking for us, but the coast is clear for now. Come on, I know someplace safe we can go,"

"...Alright,"

The two leave the thicket and walk through the woods. The morning air is cold, but not nearly as cold as the night before. A light mist fills the air, providing a bit of cover as they walk.

"Why did you save me?" She asks as they walk through the quiet forest.

"You helped make the days in that cell feel a little shorter...and you brought me food,"

"That, doesn't seem like much of a good reason to risk your life for someone…"

"I beat a man to death for touching my sister's ass, saving you for keeping me company doesn't seem like that far of a stretch for me,"

"I guess that's true...We're almost there,"

As they walk through the woods, several wolves suddenly show up, bearing their teeth. John quickly steps in front of Ludmilla, ready to fight.

"It's alright! He's a friend!" Ludmilla states, leaning over John's side so they can see her. The wolves quickly calm down before turning around and running off.

"Come on, we're here," She states as she walks past him. John makes sure to stay closer to her as they approach a large hole in a mountain side, leading to a large grove. As they enter, a man with an eye-path and white hair approaches them, along with a young girl with ginger hair.

Once a normal guy. After getting thrown in prison, John would become one of the first test subjects for a strange serum. The effects will bring out something in him he's been hiding all his life.

"You are quite the pretty one, aren't you?" the man said looking at the wolf, unbuttoning his jeans.
 
The wolf's eyes turned more golden in response.
 
Violet was barely maintaining her consciousness.
 
She has been having intermittent moments when she turns into a wolf.
 
Sometimes it happens in rage, sometimes just because, more importantly, it definitely happens if she gets turned on.
 
Only, if it happens in anger, she retains memories, but in sexual high, she never quite retains memory.
 
One more important detail!
 
Her vision is not black and white, despite turning into a wolf.
 
She has no idea whether the variety of wolf she turns into is a special case or something, colors are even more detailed for herself.
 
She could see the glistening tan skin of the man!
 
He is chiselled…
 
Has an eight pack, not an ugly one either, but one that could only get made naturally because of good genes..
 
He is adonis descended into the rear world.
 
The boots came off first.
 
Then, the pants…
 
Violet could slowly feel herself losing control, and the wolf taking over.
 
For the first time since she has woken up with this condition, she fought for control.
 
She wanted to see the man.
 
Dating is a definitely forbidden world for her before she makes heads or tails out of this condition.
 
If an eye candy is giving her a free strip show, she wants to see it rather than leave it to her wolf.
 
There is only one article of clothing remaining now..
 
The wolf is becoming stronger in her mind.
 
Violet pushed aside the wolf with all of her power.
 
The boxers came down slowly..
 
Violet kept staring…
 
It's not like she's a girl now.
 
There's nothing wrong with a wolf watching a man undress.. She consoled herself.
 
Her mother instilled needless christian values of abastainment on top of domestic abuse… obviously, not by herself .. now that she remembers, it's probably the fourth boyfriend..
 
The thoughts about he ugly and uptight stepfather brought back her slipping control.
 
She turned back the eyes she averted to the man once more.
 
His erection is standing proud in the cold wind..
 
He stood there, and breathed in the air strongly.
 
Violet just stayed stock still for a moment, in surprise.. Or appreciation of the view ..
 
Only..
 
Are his legs becoming more muscular and hairy? …
 
Wait…
 
Didn't his chest have less hair before?
 
Also, was his eight pack this muscular and wide? This is how a predator's underbelly looks…
 
Before violet could comprehend what's happening, a chestnut colored wolf stood in front of her.
 
It's coat gleamed in the occasional rays of son, and it blended completely into the very much spread shadows.
 
Unlike other wolves, it's eyes are green, and they are turning even greener now.
 
The male wolf tried to move behind her.
 
Violet automatically turned around, facing the wolf with her snout, and keeping her back out of it's reach.
 
She may be young and virgin, but she has seen enough on discovery! Moreover, she was a curious girl, her mother never was very strict about parental control on the media.
 
She knows what's happening now.
 
That wolf is trying to mount her.
 
'I did not even date'...
 
She complained in her heart.
 
However, she is surprisingly not averse to the idea..
 
Only, she wanted her first time to be when she is human, not a wolf.
 
She turned around to avoid the wolf once more.
 
The wolf grinned at her, if it can be described as that.
 
Violet is sure she will be perfectly amenable to having friends with benefits relationships with the man as the woman before.
 
But a wolf is a no-no.
 
She is not in to bestiality.
 
If only she had figured out how to turn back into human before.
 
That wolf is almost double her size, and violet is sure, even if she's a human, she will suffer if she gets fucked like this.
 
The wolf swatted her with a paw, and playfully nipped at her ear.
 
Violet responded by a growl and a very aggressive paw swipe.
 
The wolf grinned in response..
 
It tried once more to get behind her.
 
Violet slipped away with a grace she did not know she herself possessed.
 
However, her control on the wolf is slipping.
 
She wanted to keep conscious, but the wolf part of her is taking over..
 
When she was distracted, the male got behind her and pounced on her.
 
Dang it!
 
She could feel something long and hard entering her.. And she could feel the pleasure coursing through her, from the point of her toes to tips of her ears.
 
That is the last memory she had. Violet let go of the last vestiges of her control, giving in completely to the wolf.
 
She woke later, in the arms of the man.
 
Looking at it, the man is completely spent and passed out.
 
She gathered her clothes silently, thankful she has the good sense to have removed them.
 
She left the man where he was amidst the grass and soil, and walked over to her house.
 
Her step mother is working two shifts today, afternoon and night. Her mother will come back after thoroughly refreshing herself.
 
Violet hoped this time around, she would take care to talk to the guy for at least a minute before falling on his dick and declaring herself his long lost soulmate.
 
'But who am I criticizing?... I did the same myself but a moment ago.' she thought to herself.
 
Right on the cue, lightning rumbled outside.
With the lightning, Violet came to her senses.
 
She refuses to be her step mother. The guy might be a once in a lifetime eleven star lover. She is still not going to be his lover.
 
If there's one thing she learned from her step mother, it is that there is no such thing as love and men are best enjoyed in limited time.
 
Yes..
 
She opened google.
 
'Werewolves, lycans and wolf mysteries' she typed in.
 
By the time she is done, she ordered enough wolfsbane seeds to create a six lane patch around their entire house.
 
That wolf .. will stay in the woods, Or Else!

Violet Darkwood came to deadwood to shake off her dark past, make a new start as a quiet and studious student. 

William Wolf the local heartthrob will go to any length to subdue her and make her his... 

This shrinking violet is not an easy prey.. 

if only he knew .. how much trouble she can bring!

Between birth secrets, greedy relatives, ambitious cousins and enemies hiding in the dark, this is going to be quite the journey!

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The young man walked up to a young dragoness as he enters the village. "Miss, do you know where I can find Gregson?" he asked.
 
The woman didn't look at him as she was busy. "Yeah, he is up the hill. I am sorry if I am not much help, but I am swamped right now." She explained as she checked over some grates of supplies.
 
The man thanked her as he walked up the hill. As he approached an elderly man sat rocking his chair turned to meet the young man. "What do you want, boy? And take that mask off?" he growled at him.
 
"Sorry for the intrusion, but I came here looking for a man who can help me find a specific spirit to make a summons contract with. His name is Gregson." The young man asked.
 
The elderly man raised his brow at the boy, "I, am he? And what would you want with an old method like that? You could just make a contract with any old spirit? Why find a specific one?" Gregson asked him.
 
The young man sighed, "I need to find a person I knew that I know will help me. My name is @%$#@, oh shit, right, that spell is on." The young man cursed as he looked away, embarrassed.
 
Gregson sighed as he got up, "I will call you Wolf for now. As that is a wolf's mask on your face. I don't know why, but I will help you find this spirit. Just tell me his name, and I will do the rest." Gregson stared at Wolf as he seemed overjoyed.
 
Wolf grabbed Gregsons hand, "Thank you so much! Ah, sorry about that." Wolf apologized as he let go of his hand. Wolf cleared his throat as he composed himself. "Right, the person I am looking for died about four-five months ago, his name if Kyle Featherwind," Wolf explained to him.
 
Gregson raised his brow at him, "You mean to tell me you're a Faremin looking for a fallen comrade?"
 
Wolf sighed, "No, Kyle was a spy for the resistance and became a fast friend after I met him. I, myself, am not in any part, part of the Faremin forces. More like I am trying to help the Ren-Ky warriors and Lunatica find their way after—well, I would rather not get into details. I just need help with gaining Kyel as a summon. Please…?" Wolf pleaded Gregson.
 
Gregson stared at Wolf for a long while as he got up and walked into his house, "Follow me, we shall start immediately."
 
Wolf bowed as he followed Gregson inside. Gregson pulled out an old, dusty book and opened it to a page filled with names. Wolf stared at eh page to see many red names with black ones, "What is this book?"
 
Gregson placed it down in front of him. "A spirit calling book, you write the name of the one you are searching for and then talk to them usually, the names turn red if they can not be reached and black if they have been then sent back. But for those searching for creating a contract, the writing turns gold, indicating that they are now a summon spirit." Wolf stared at the page as Gregson handed him a quill, "Now write his name and wait. It might take a while before he answers the call."
 
Wolf nodded as he wrote Kyle's name in the book. Gregson was getting ready to walk away when Kyle appeared. Stunning both of them.
 
"You called $^%#, wait, why can't I say your name?" He grabbed Wolf by the collar, "Tell me right now why your name is sealed!"
 
Wolf grabbed his hand, "The world spirit sealed my name until I have made a contract with a spectral that could help me in my mission to improve the Ren-Ky's and Lunatica in readying them for a coming war. He and the first theyan high king have asked me to help in any way I can. I need help as you might be a shadow type of spirit." Wolf explained.
 
Kyle sighed as he sat down, "Alright, then what else did he say?"
 
Wolf sheepishly scratched his chin, "He also asked me to have you find the…um, four sacred summons as well."
 
Kyle glared at him, "Are you insane? Do you know how much magic it takes s to even summon just one of those four? You would have to be born around a world boom in Shenka, and you were not?" Kyle barked at Wolf.
 
Wolf sank back in his seat, "Yes, I am aware, but my magic is a lot higher since then as well. As of—" Wolf leaned over to Kyle's ear and whispered in his ear.
 
Kyle went pale as Wolf pulled away, "Well, that explains a lot and why he would say that? But how long until they both disappear?"
 
Wolf turned away, "Junra eighteenth, for the fourth year of the current era."
 
Kyle sighed as he looked at his hands, "Alright then, let us do this then we can work on summoning, the azure dragon, Arthur, the black tortoise, Kuro, the white tigress, Yuki, and the scarlet phoenix, Scarlett. I am surprised that Scarlett De Rosier shares a name with." Kyle said, annoyed by that trivial fact.
 
Gregson stared at them, be for coughing to gain their attention. "If I may, but I might be able to help since I know more about the Ren-Ky's and what they represent?" He gestured the idea.
 
Wolf turned to Kyle, "I think that would be great, but once I have made my contract with Kyle, I will tell you my name and then seal it so no one can ever say who I am by description or otherwise."
 
Gregson nodded as he agreed to the deal. Wolf turned to Kyle and made the contract. Turning into a shadowy black wolf. Wolf could not help himself as well as Gregson as they burst out laughing. 
 
Kyle stared at them, annoyed by the fact he matched Wolf's mask. "This isn't funny," Kyle growled as they couldn't stop.
 
Wolf began to calm himself, "Sorry, Kyle, but you turning into a wolf was the icing on the cake." Wolf coughed before looking back at him, "Now, Shadow we can—"
 
"Hold it! Shadow? Are you lazy or something? You couldn't think of anything better than that?" Kyle complained at Wolf as he turned into his original self.
 
Wolf smiled, "I thought by using your old alias, it fit better? I had other names if you weren't a shadow type, but I did think long and hard on the matter." He explained.
 
Shadow sighed as he turned away, blushing at the idea, "Fine, but don't blame me if someone figures out my old identity when I was living person."
 
Wolf nodded as he turned to Gregson, "Now let me explain everything and who I am." Wolf explained everything to Gregson as he sat, listening to Wolf's explanation. "…as you can see, keeping my identity a secret form them is crucial."
 
Gregson nodded as he grabbed a holo-communicator. "We will use this as to speak then. Send Lance and Scarlett my way as I feel it might be the best as they are freedom and kindness. I will help them understand what a rRen-Ky really is and what they were initially to be by Terrance's standards."
 
Wolf nodded as he tucked the communicator in his bag. "Verry well, we will leave tomorrow, and I will gain those four when the time comes. I will be heading to Evermore to see a woman. She might be able to help with some of the others."
 
Gregson nodded, "She might if I think I know who you are talking about. But you said that Hunter is with Luna, Zero with Fang and Zephyr with Prince Gale. Are the other groups? I think Fang and Zero might benefit from her." 
 
Wolf nodded as he walked over to the door, "Well, take care. I will do what I can as I know the  Faremin will be trying to kill them, where I will stop them at any cost by foiling their plans."
 
Gregson nodded in agreement as he sat smiling. Waiting for their forth coming.

Book 1

From the death of his mother and his village. To the path of friendship. Travel with Lovell as he journey's across the world of Altora, as he searches for what is his place within Altora's conflicted world. Join Lovell with others as they try to save their world from the Faremin forces, that are led by Lord Damora himself. Find a story of forbidden love, ancient conflict and a world fill with the wounds of time.


Book 2

As time moves, so shall the world. Follow Hunter as he finds his path to who he truly is and where he fits within the war-torn planet of Altora.

Book 3
After the devastating fall of their comrade, Lance, Scarlet, Hunter, and Luna take their own paths as they do what they can to as the world seems to crash over them. 

And with a new looming shadow rising, will this be the end or a new beginning as a cloaked man, dubbed Black Wolf. Who is this mysterious man, and what are his goals?

Book 4 
While the death of Lovell still lingers in deep in the heart of the Ren-Ky. Fang, Zero, Gale and Zephyr journey to find themselves as they have lost their way. With Black Wolf watching and growing as no one knows who he is or his motives?

Desolate Blood Forest.
Kiba walked between the trees with his eyes on his cell phone.
"Just entered the outskirts but yet such low signal," Kiba thought as he proceeded ahead, "There would be no signal after I travel further."
Kiba placed the phone back in his pocket while looking at the surrounding area which was full of tall trees.
The canopy of branches and leaves shielded the sunlight from falling on the ground, making the entire region seem dark. Occasionally, there would be specks of light coming through the gaps between the branches and trees.
Kiba walked ahead and so far he didn't meet any ferocious beast or animal. He did sense squirrels peeking at him from tree holes but otherwise, he was all alone.
"Hmm?"
Kiba saw an area, a few miles ahead, which wasn't shrouded with darkness. His figure blurred into a series of afterimages, and the next moment, he was standing in front of what appeared to be a river stream.
The water in the stream was rather sparse and from what he could sense, there were no traces of fish or any other aquatic life.
"Haah," Kiba let out a sigh as he sat down on a boulder.
He was disappointed with the lack of living beings in the region. He wondered where were the teams send by the nine families, government, and other organizations.
"Awoooo."
A wolf's howl suddenly echoed through the silent stream, shattering the tranquility that was there before.
"Mmm?" Kiba's gaze once again swept across his surroundings.
About a half mile ahead, five large wolf abruptly scuttled out from the forest, chasing after an injured human. The wolves have white fur, ghastly teeth, and pointed claws.
"Level 2 mutated wolves?" Kiba murmured.
Such wolves were often a target for hunters since their fur was rather popular among the women of the higher society. Then there was the nutritious meat and the skeleton which was no weaker than steel. It wouldn't be wrong to say the carcass of such a wolf could easily make one rich enough to live a luxurious life for a decade or so.
But the mutated wolves were not to be underestimated and especially not in the outskirts where they were the supreme rulers. The struggles in the forest have transformed them into strong predators and most often, their hunters became the prey.
"He must have tried to hunt one of them but ended up facing the entire pack," Kiba hypothesized based on the intensity of the chase.
The injured man noticed Kiba and he hurriedly dashed towards him. For him, Kiba was like a globe of fire in darkness and despair. He was sure Kiba should be reasonably strong for him to enter the forest and thus capable enough of hindering the wolves for the time being.
"Help me!" The man shouted loudly, "I have a treasure as compensation!"
The man took out a bright golden bead from his shirt. He showcased it in his hand while rushing towards Kiba.
In truth, he didn't really plan to offer the treasure. He just wanted Kiba to hinder the wolves while he would use the opportunity to escape.
Kiba looked at the man for a moment before turning his head away.
"Bastard," The man cursed in anger.
He now felt Kiba was far too scared to actually take the bait of the treasure. He was sure Kiba would now run away like a coward leaving him behind to his fate.
But the next moment, the man almost coughed up blood as he saw the scene ahead. Much to his disbelief, Kiba removed his shoes and placed them on a nearby boulder.
"This is the best way to get over a jet lag,' Kiba said as he soaked his feet in the stream.
"He is not afraid of wolves!? Then he should rescue me instead of practicing reflexology!"
The man wanted to curse Kiba's parents. Just what types of manners have they taught him for him to ignore the plight of a fellow human?!
Even barbarians teach their children to help those in need if they have the power!
"Fuck! I need to get him to help me no matter how!"
The man, having no better alternative, gritted his teeth and rushed at Kiba with full speed. He was dozens of feet from Kiba when a wolf pounced on him.
"AHH!"
The sharp claws pierced his back and blood flew out. The man stumbled down and fell on the stream with his head hitting on a rock.
He ignored the pain and took out a laser gun from his shirt. He aimed the gun at the leader of the pack and then pressed the trigger.
A stream of red laser light flew out, but much to the man's horror, the wolf twisted its body to dodge. The laser collided with a boulder some distance away, turning it into dust with a loud bang sound.
"Damn!" The man wanted to cry. He only has only shot left and he was saving it for emergencies.
The leader of the pack opened its mouth wide as it moved towards him.
The man suddenly took out the golden bead and threw it on the boulder where Kiba was sitting.
"Friend! Take away the bead!" The man shouted in a voice filled with sincerity, "I will hold them away while you escape!"
"Oh?" Kiba's lips curved up in a grin. He could pretty much understand what the man was trying to do but he didn' stop him.
The wolves turned towards Kiba. They didn't care about the bead since gold was of no use to them. The only reason they now looked at him was due to the tone used by their injured target.
While they couldn't understand the language, they felt the tone was friendly, and their suspicion grew with the action of the bead being thrown towards Kiba.
"I'm overwhelmed with emotions," Kiba continued with a grin, "Just a few minutes ago I was complaining about lack of lives here. Now, I even have a friend."
The leader of the wolves leaped up at Kiba with its claws brightening up. The wind whistled and the air pierced with a sharp glint of the claw.
"Who I am to stop you if you wish to discard your life?" Kiba asked as he raised his right hand.
Steams of golden energy began concentrating around his hand. He clenched his fist tightly and punched out.
The wolf felt a deep sense of crisis but was in no condition to dodge after coming so close. Before its claw could strike the opponent, the wolf sensed intense vibration transmitting to its body.
The punch hasn't struck the wolf, but the golden energy cascaded in its body as vibrations!
CRACK
The destructive energy rampaged throughout its body, shattering all organs and smashing the steel-like backbone in an instant.
The other wolves and the injured man felt their eardrums on the verge of splitting apart with the vibrations roiling in the air and water.
PUFF
The wolf leader was sent flying backward while releasing an arrow of blood from its mouth. It crashed on a giant boulder, and the destructive vibrations from the wolf's body transferred to the boulder.
BOOM
The boulder instantly exploded into dust while the wolf yelped pitifully for a moment before its life faded. Dark blood from the corpse mixed with the stream, giving it a shade of red.
The remaining wolves and the injured man didn't dare move nor make any sound. They were scared witless by the brief display of the power.
"How is this possible?" The injured man was completely dumbfounded. He expected Kiba to be strong enough to hold his own for some time but never to this extent.
The wolves, on the other hand, lowered their heads as if apologizing for the conduct of their deceased leader. In the jungle, the respect was always shown toward the powerful.
The water reeks of blood." Kiba ignored their reactions and removed his feet from the stream. "So much for relaxation of body and soul through feet massage."
He put his feet back in the shoes and then stood up.
All this time, the wolves and the injured man didn't make a single movement. They didn't have any confidence to run away after the previous display of power.
"Well," Kiba glanced at them, "Why are you still here?"
The wolves could understand his language as if it was also spoken in their minds. They lowered their heads again to thank him before turning around.
The injured man relaxed and his heart elevated in delight. He now looked at Kiba with deep gratitude in his eyes.
"Hey," Kiba called out the wolves, "Aren't you guys forgetting something?"
"W-what?!"


In the age of mutants and technology, everyone is after power and eternal life, but Kiba lives for his dreams of lust and vanity.

A man on a mission to live the life to the fullest. 

The tale of the legendary Wife Hunter whose very name terrifies husbands around the globe.

This is the story of the devil who does as his heart pleases, unafraid of the labels of good and evil.

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Fan synopsis:

Entangled in the schemes of two-faced government, a futuristic divided world, and a holy mission of his own, follow Kiba's journey of sins!

(Note: The starting 20 chapters are very short and slow paced. The main story starts from the 30s so please give it a try till then ^_^  You can rest assured the novel has a good plot besides the R-18 elements ^.^)

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Middas, 10:34 PM, 21st of Last Seed, Year 176 4E
It was a calm night in Whiterun with the guards on patrol the Auroran lights filling the sky, that was until a small strike force of 5 Elite Aldmeri soldiers rushed into the City and breached into a nice wooden cabin on the outer edges of the City.
The Soldiers surround the house, one even climbing up onto the wooden balcony. The same Soldier proceeds to kick in the door to the house which is pitch black inside. He looks into the pitch-black room which opens him wide up to catching a bolt between the eyes, making his limp body fall backwards, off the balcony and onto the ground with a thud.
The rest of the Soldiers split up between three at the back door with two at the front then breach at the same time. One of the breachers getting blown back by a powerful Fireball spell and the other getting grabbed by a big furry and dark hand with claws like daggers.
While this is all happening, a High Elf man rushes down into the basement with an infant boy in his arms, placing him on a decorated altar with various skulls and pelts of animals.
"I'm sorry my boy," the High Elven man says as his eyes turn an enchanting Purple and fangs grow from his mouth.
The Altmer man gently breaks the skin of the toddler's hand with one of his teeth, wiping the blood away to etch Hircine's symbol on the child's stomach.
As this is happening, a bearded man wearing Wolf Armor and a tattoo on his face walks down the stairs.
"So it is done?" the man asks
Suddenly, a large purple wolf spirit erupts form the High Elf man, floats up into the air and then proceeds to dive down and into the baby boy, turning his eyes Purple and making him cry.
The High Elf man falls to his knees in exhaustion, turning his gaze and returning eye colour towards the man.
"Now it is" the High Elf man says.
A/N: Pretty short first chapter but I just wanted to get it out of the way. thanks for all of those who read and write their thoughts in the comments.

Massive magical gates open up in every major city of earth, causing millions of casualties and bringing on the Apocalypse, but the appearance of magic has by no means left humanity defenceless.

Cries of natives were heard loud that night, as well as those who ran terrified cries while slaughtered by the tens of monster bats.
Anna, who heard it all, just bowed and was silent with a blank face in front of the wolf who opened its mouth wide as if inviting Anna to enter.
But Anna didn't move a bit, her gaze was blank as she continued to stare at the floor.
"What is wrong? Let's end the anguish you and go into the mouth mine, realize that your life was only trouble ... BBGGUUHH !! "
Not finished the wolf said, a raw fist hit his side jaw and threw him soar, carrying the top of the cage of iron bars that locked them in the middle of the ballroom.
The wolf that was thrown hit the ceiling of the dance hall and fell with the iron bars.
"WHOO . . . ? !! "
"WATCH YOUR MOUTH, YOU ROTTEN WOLF !!!"
A white-haired young man wearing a white shirt that rolled up his sleeves to her shoulders stood in front of Anna while clenching his fists with an extremely furious face.
"DO NOT CARELESSLY SPEAK, THAT A GIRL'S LIFE IS TROUBLESOME OR WHAT!!"
"Who ... are you, sir? "
The man then turned around and lowered his sturdy body. Then with straight eyes, he raised Anna's right hand and grasped it.
"Princess, have they done anything to you? Forgive us for being late to save you "
In his confusion, Meleonarch tried to stand up, but he felt the annoyance so strong.
"What is this?? can not be forgiven ... SHCLUZT !! QUICKLY REMOVE THE INSECT, SHCLUZT !!! "
With eyes still wide, Meleonarch called the host very loudly. But the figure of the host, whom he called Shcluzt, never came.
Then suddenly two more figures appeared beside Anna. One is the figure of a young woman in black gothic clothing complete with a wide hat and lacy umbrella and the other is a boy who looks younger than Anna's age, standing beside Anna wearing a newspaper delivery hat while holding a book.
"Mister Wolf, I'm sorry but it looks like your servant won't come after eating that 'snack' they ate together!"
"Huh ?? Where did you guys come in from? How come ... you guys come in? Who are you ?? ... Shcluzt! "
"Before continuing to call him, why don't you see for yourself what is happening at the door !!"
Turning his head to the large door that was wide open in the moonlight, Meleonarch immediately gasped to realize that all the guests invited to the party were unable to stand up anymore and were just lying charred black in the form of monsters.
"What ... have ... you done ?!"
"Not much really, we just let those gentlemen eat my fire butterflies by making them look like indigenous people. However, since gentlemen are so greedy then what can I do?"
"Hah?? ... fire butterfly? "
"Hmmm ... how do I explain it? Maybe it's better to just experience it, sir? "
By turning her right hand in front of her like making a circle, the goth-clothed woman created sparks that were in the form of burning butterflies. And quickly the fire butterflies immediately flew towards the stunned Meleonarch. However, just before the butterfly could grab Meleonarch and burn it, the host immediately threw the fire butterfly away with its sharp nails formed from ice.
"Shcluzt !!"
"Forgive my negligence, young master, if only I didn't quickly notice the trick of the illusion and froze my throat earlier, maybe I would have been lying there with dozens of other invited guests."
"Good then, now hurry up and take care of them Shcluzt!"
"Yes, young master"
With Shcluzt immediately transforming it into a bat-winged monster and a separate hand and some part of his skin inscribed with white ice.
And at the same time, Shcluzt shot towards the iron cage that had opened.
Meleonarch was soon followed by movements like the wolf that ran with four feet to hit the cage.
"Pito !!"
On cue from the white-haired man, the boy beside Anna immediately opened his book. Then from the opened book, sheet by sheet continued to reverse by itself as if drifting towards the next sheet.
At the same time, a dim light like fireflies spread out from the alternating pages of the book. And the light shone and obscured the figures of Anna and the boy from within the iron cage.
The man with white hair then bent his legs like he was about to jump and lunged forward towards the Meleonarch who was running towards them.
While turning the kick, just before they collided, the man managed to land his kick right on Meleonarch's lower jaw by avoiding Meleonarch's black claws that crashed from above.
The kick made Meleonarch slightly soar into the air. It didn't stop there, the figure of the man who should still be under Meleonarch suddenly disappeared and lunged from the side and gave a crushing blow to Meleonarch's side jaw.
On the other hand, the flying Shcluzt darted in his bat form with ice nails lunging at her, hitting straight into the place where she was standing. But guiding him to the dust from the impact, fire butterflies also flew around him and the woman who had been there having disappeared.
Realizing something Shcluzt immediately cast his gaze upwards, and there the woman was hovering with an open umbrella and flaming butterflies surrounding her. The woman's hand then seemed to be pulling something in the air and at the same time, the number of fire butterflies around Shcluzt grew and were flying around him rapidly.
Shcluzt who noticed the attack immediately spun around and flung his wings which had been coated in thin ice in an instant.
"Tch, you cunning woman !"
"Hah?! ' Woman '? !! How rude you are to a cute lady like me, Mr. Bat! "
" SH ... SHCLUUUZT !!!!"
Immediately Shcluzt turned his gaze to his master, and there he saw his master lying on the ground with one leg restrained by the white-haired man who stood firm while glaring at Meleonarch.
Shcluzt immediately lunged, but dozens of fire butterflies immediately jumped in his way.
"DDD ... DAMN YOU !!! WHO YOU REALLY ARE?!! "
As the woman dressed in goth descended, the boy and Anna began to slowly appear from behind the woman. Then at the same time, the man lowered his face to get closer to Meleonarch's face. And together they said.
"We are warriors who will fight against your cruel oppression, allies of Satan !! We are seven fighters bringing deliverance !! We are THE PITUNG!! "

Last Volume of this story... 
Happy reading :)

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"Where is this!?" said her mind screw.

... Blap! Blap!

... suddenly two incandescent lights flashed.

"... Het feest !! ... let's welcome ... Princess of Tomorrow, ANNA !!"

Then ... the sigh of a creature she had never heard of ... Slurrpp!

"... AAAAA!!!"

"Don't be afraid sweet little girl, we won't spare your bones!"

"No!"

"... let's see what flavor your soft flesh has ..."

"HHYYAAAAAAAA ... NO NO! ... DON'T ... DON'T COME! GO AWAY ... NO NOOOOOO !!!"

Batavia 1628, as one of the VOC colonies in this European-style city, a girl named Anna, found herself captivated inside a big steel cage in a dark room.

Without her memory, without knowing the reason for her captivating, except a candle as her only companion ... 

Then moon shone round, classical music and dance began to play, and at once the lights of the room were turned off.

It was then that the thrilling curtain of Batavia was opened...

For a few moments I didn't know what to do. While I knew I needed to stop the man from turning into a twisted, I knew I couldn't do that under the threat of wolves. 
"Concentrate on him." Micheal said, stepping out in front of me. Chewy appeared by his side a moment later. "Have your elementals help us out." 
I looked over at the elementals. Delilah nodded while Sil put a determined face on then they moved to float beside Micheal with Delilah. 
With them dealing with the wolves I felt better about handling the man who was turning into a twisted. 
I knelt down beside the man then placed my hands onto his chest. I started by draining the mana out of him to give myself more time. Just like with Mike I cut the flow once his life energy was beginning to flow into me. Then I used my mana sight to look into his mana core.
Since I had already done this with Mike I already knew what needed to be done. 
Once my sight had pierced into his mana core I identified the creepy dark green pulsating mass that was supposed to be his mana heart. I wondered for a moment if the skin color and the color his mana heart had changed into were related. Unfortunately I had no way to know and now wasn't a good time to ask either Delilah or Caly. Once I had identified the mana heart I shifted my gaze to pierce into the mana heart. 
As my vision entered into the man's mana heart I was abruptly pulled away while a wave of heat passed by me. 
My vision shifted to the physical world to find a wolf glaring at me from a few feet away with Enya floating between us. Caly was by my side and had pulled me away from the man who was transforming into a twisted.
"What are you doing?" Caly asked angrily. 
I didn't answer her, I focused on the wolf in front of me. Like I had expected it was bigger than a normal wolf. It stood four feet tall at the shoulder, though I had trouble noticing anything more than its sharp teeth when it snarled at me. I didn't let myself panic though. While an oversized wolf was scary, it wasn't nearly as scary as those big red skinned twisted. Instead of freaking out I called forth a ball of shadow fire and threw it at the wolf. I used my bond with Enya to tell her to move out of the way so the shadow fire wouldn't hit her by accident. She ducked down as soon as I warned her. The ball of shadow fire went just over where Enya had been before she ducked down. The shadow fire hit the wolf on its snout then encompassed it in flames before it even had a chance to cry out in pain. 
The wolf didn't have any chance of retaliating. My shadow fire really was a cheat like skill. 
With the wolf burning to ashes I stood up to look around. The six wolves had somehow turned into a dozen and that wasn't counting the wolf I had hit with shadow fire. Micheal was dealing with the largest of the wolves while a second stalked back and forth behind the lead wolf looking for an opening. Chewy had grown to be twice as big as the wolves and was fighting five of the beasts, Delilah and Sil were handling the last five by using their wind and shadow to isolate them from the rest of the pack. 
"Fuck." I said with a curse then bent back down to touch the man who was transforming. I drained the mana from him again then left him there. 
"Daryl?" Caly asked worriedly as she watched me. 
"Let's go help them." I told her then summoned a pair of shadow fire balls. I had to think for a moment before I rushed towards Micheal. Chewy didn't look like he was doing very well, but I couldn't use shadow fire on his enemies or it might spread to him. 
Enya go help Delilah." I commanded then headed for Micheal.
I tossed the fireballs over Micheal's head one at each of the wolves he was facing. The lead wolf saw it coming and dodged to the side, but the other wolf that had been looking for an opportune time to attack, took the fireball in its side. The shadow fire quickly engulfed the beast taking it out of the equation. 
The shadow fireball that the lead wolf had dodged hit the road beside it. As soon as it hits the ground the fireball exploded violently startling everyone, especially me. 
The large wolf was pushed away then turned to face the point of explosion.
Micheal seemed to have been startled too, but he recovered faster than the rest of us and rushed the wolf with his arms glowing with a white light. By the time the wolf turned its attention back to Micheal he was already on top of it, his fist coming down on the beast's head. 
The wolf dodged to the side but still took a glancing blow from Micheal making it cry out in pain before it could right itself and face Micheal. 
Micheal was already on top of it again as he kicked out and caught the beast in its side. I heard a nasty cracking sound from the wolf before Micheal followed the blow with another punch to the beast's head. 
Distracted by Micheal's speed and the pain it was already in, it was unable to dodge the third blow which caved in its head. 
With his opponents defeated Micheal hurried to assist Chewy while I turned my attention to the five wolves that Delilah, Enya, and Sil were containing. 
Enya had already joined my other elementals. Together the three of them had put down three of the five beasts. I created two more balls of shadow fire and threw them at the last two wolves. 
The wolves saw the fireballs coming and tried to dodge away from them, but Sil created walls of air to stop the wolves from getting away. The fireballs caught both of the wolves on their backs, but only one of them flared up. The second seemed to resist the flames, instead the fireball exploded as if it had hit the road. The explosion broke the wolf without killing it. It's pained whimpers were hard on my nerves. While I wanted to put the beast out of its misery, I felt the need to help Micheal and Chewy instead. 
"Finish it off." I yelled at my elementals then turned to go help Micheal. 
Instead of needing my help, the pair of man and dog were already finishing the last of their own opponents. 
I breathed a sigh of relief seeing that. Then looked around to see if I had missed anything. Enya and Sil were flying over towards me as Delilah floated over the injured wolf. Karen, Megan, Courtney, and Heather were watching from the truck. The van Micheal had hit had disappeared along with its occupants. Samantha was in her car while Grace was running over towards me. Caly was still standing beside the man who was transforming into a twisted. 
I didn't see the guy who had been running from the wolves. I could only guess that he had run off on his own. 
Grace reached me a moment later and gave me a quick look over, "Any injuries?" she asked me.
"No." I replied while shaking my head then gave her a smile. 
She returned it then headed for Micheal and Chewy, both of whom looked fairly battered. I watched her go, my eyes drawn to her shapely butt for a moment before I turned my attention back to Caly and the man who was transforming below her. I still needed to save him before he became a monster. 
"What are you going to do?" Caly asked as I reached her and knelt by the man.
"Save him." I replied.
"Were you draining him?" Caly asked warily. 
I nodded as I placed my hands on the man's chest. "I pulled the tainted mana out of him, but I don't touch his life essence." I told her. 
I heard Caly breath out a sigh of relief. "Oh thank the heavens." she murmured.
"Don't worry, he isn't a life eater." Enya reassured Caly. 
"I wondered for a moment." Caly admitted.
The man below me had dark green skin again, which was already different from the other twisted I had seen. The man had remained human sized but its arms and legs had elongated and thickened. I noticed that the fingers and toes each had long claws on them that I could guess were razor sharp or close to it. It had the same fugly face as the red brute twisted, just green. 
I tried to pull the twisted mana from the monster's body, but it resisted. I tried to pull even harder, but the mana didn't respond to me. 
I felt a chill down my spine then used my mana sight to look into the monster's mana core. Instead of finding a mana core, I found a pale green crystal inside its body that resisted my mana sight. 
I couldn't figure out what I was seeing for a moment then it hit me. The twisted weren't the same as the awakened. So it didn't have to have a mana core like I did. The crystal was probably its version of a mana core. Which could only mean one thing. 
I attempted to use my mana sight to look into the crystal like I did a mana core, but it resisted my attempt. I wasn't sure if my mana sight was too weak, or if it was just impossible. The crystal looked solid so it just might be impossible to look inside, because there was no inside. I couldn't be sure though, a mana core looked fairly solid too.
I felt the body of the monster move under my hands so I withdrew my mana sight. 
"Daryl?" Caly called my name worriedly. 
I looked down at the monster that had just opened its eyes. It stared up at me with its pitch black eyes. As it realized its position I pressed down on the monster's chest with all the strength I could muster. A wind appeared around its limbs holding them down too. I wasn't trying to hurt it, just restrain it while I tried to think and Sil seemed to have realized that. Now I just needed to figure out if I could save him. Would I be able to look into that crystal if I upgraded my mana sight? Would that even help? I didn't really want to kill him if there was a chance I could save him. 
Looking into its eyes as it struggled under my hand and the wind bindings I didn't see any semblance to the human it was just a few moments ago.

Rewrite of 'A New Beginning in a Mana Apocalypse'
Daryl awakens magical powers only to learn he isn't the only one. Instead of having to worry about those who would abuse their new powers, he has to handle the monsters that have begun to appear faster than the awakened. 
What is worse is the fact that those monsters are just the beginning, when the rifts completely open all hell will break lose and the world as he knew it will be gone.

**Dream**

Where am I?

Standing there, nothing seemed right.

"Noir," a voice spoke.

At first, my mind couldn't register if it was a man or woman until it spoke to me again, clearing my mind of any doubt.

A man.

"Noir," the voice spoke once more as I sat up and walked through the darkness, each footstep causing a faint rippling glow on the ground.

The voice called out again, echoing around me in the abyss. No matter which way I looked, I saw nothing except darkness. 

The voice sounded familiar but I couldn't recall where I had heard it.

I stopped when a figure came into view; an irregularity in vibration rippling over his appearance. He continued to ripple like water on a rainy day.

"Who are you," I questioned but the man stood still, before he chanted.

"Little wolf, little wolf, quiet and still. What do you see from atop your hill?"

What?

"Can you see up? Can you see down? Can you see the dead things all around town?"

What the fuck? 

Looking around, I still saw nothing but blackness before turning my attention back to the mirage.

"Little wolf, little wolf, quick and slick. Death closes in, so runaway quick."

Death?

"Can you see their eyes? Can you see their mouth? Can you see the dead things strode all about?"

When he chanted this, azure hues began to glow against the obscurity for an agonizing moment before blue turned into ecru, sending a chill through me so great, I thought my bones would shatter.

"Little wolf, little wolf, armor and sword. All the Alpha's wolves will fight in the war. Can you see their fur? Can you see their jaws? Can you see the dead that's skewered in their claws?"

When the man said this, a figure began to form around the eyes; the eyes were first, then a paw with perfectly sharpened claws then a head emerged from the darkness causing me to gasp.

It's black, white and brown.  It's head shook as drool dropped from its maw, ears flat against it's fur.

A Wolf.

I took a couple steps back when the sound of multiple growls caught my attention from behind me.

Daring to look over my shoulder, I was met with a pair of cerulean eyes and another pair of bright sterling ones; neither set was focused on me but the wolf ahead.

Before I could fathom what I was seeing, the man snapped his fingers, whisking me away from the darkness only to stand under a dead tree on a hilltop of dying grass overlooking a village that was still slightly ablaze, tendrils of smoke littering the sky. 

The valley below was littered in bodies: werewolves, lycans, other odd beasts, humans and horses. 

What in Helheim am I looking at?

In the middle of it, through one of the stray and open flames, I saw myself standing there, bloodied and screaming.

Wha—

Before I could finish my own mental question, the man spoke, yet again.

"Little wolf, little wolf, ash and smoke; angry and howling, the little wolf broke. Can you hear his song? Can you hear hear shriek? Can you see yourself dead with a sword in your cheek?"

I stood dumbfounded as I listened to the mirage's words while noticing a man's head on a pike.

Yet the me that was screaming uncontrollably, wasn't me. I was still on the hilltop, staring down into the valley but the crying me could be heard from even where I was standing.

Then that black, white and brown wolf approached my hysterical form, pinning her down and snapping it's bloodied jaws in her face. Before she could form a probable cause of action, a black and brown lycan emerged.

Slamming into the wolf, they fought before the wolf stilled and the lycan looked back at the other me with emerald hues.

Then he howled, making me jump before the man reappeared before me. 

Everything stopped and all noise was banished from existence.

The ripple of a man looked down at me, an airless magic wrapped around me as he spoke a language I couldn't comprehend.

The magic encased me, warm and soothing; before I felt myself being pulled back to consciousness, the blurred figure grabbed me and started to whisper something in my ear but was cut short by a voice repeating my name. 

It was then it felt like massive hands grabbed my shoulders and began shaking me.

I was ripped backwards until color blinded my vision like how paint reacts to water.

**End of Dream**

Screaming, I shot up just for my head to hit something hard.

What the—

"Noir," a voice questioned.

Looking up to what I hit upon awakening, I was met with mossy orbs.

"You alright?"

Trying to control my breathing and still my heart, I moved back from Liam and looked around.

"Where am I?"

Ignoring my question, Liam scooted closer to me.

"Are. You. Alright," he asked again, his eyes flickering for a moment.

"I, uh, yeah, I'm fine. Just had a weird dream, that's all," I mumbled as I rubbed the back of my neck recalling the dream as if it had actually happened. A shiver ran down my spine.

When I moved again, the furs became disheveled, exposing my legs.

There was a scar on my right thigh but the scar itself had an ashen color and it was swirling. 

Wait, it's moving?!

"I can explain," Liam whispered but I barely heard him.

Leaning forward, I touched it then gasped as my body became cold. My veins literally felt like ice was spreading through them.

It didn't hurt though. It actually felt... pleasurable.

After a moment though, the scar began to vanish but the ashen colored stayed behind only to creep across my skin. 

Creeping it's way upward, I began to panic before I stood, discarding my tunic.

Staring down at whatever it was that stayed behind, it circulated around my thigh, up my stomach, between my breast and swirled at the center of my chest.

Looking around, I saw a mirror and launched myself towards it, ignoring my now-state of nudity. 

This is odd looking... is it even a mirror?

I stared at the oddity for a moment before looking at my reflection and whatever was on my chest. As it's swirled and began to transhape; twisting, turning and becoming darker.

When it was done, the air was stolen from my lungs. In the center of my chest and creeping down the valley between my breast was a marking.

In the center of my chest was a thick phyletic outline of half of a wolf head. The other part that should make up the other side of the wolf head, was a rose, it's stem going down and curving under my right breast.

The wolf's eye was a bright emerald green.

It's beautiful but what the hell? How did I even get this and how was it able to move?

A sudden movement broke me from my thoughts. Looking behind me through the mirror, Liam was standing behind me, his eyes glowing and nostrils flared before a piece of cloth hit me in the back of the head.

"What the fu—," I began but was cut off but Liam moving forward, slamming my body flush against him. 

He stood behind me, one hand on my hip and the other snaking around me so his arm is between my breasts, fingertips tracing the fresh marking causing me to shudder.

"You shouldn't be standing around naked in front of any man, including me. We are primal by natural and may get the wrong idea," he whispered against the shell of my ear.

"I... uh..."

Wait, what?

Looking down at myself, the reality of what I actually did hit me like a ton of cobblestone.

Jumping, I forgot about the branding or whatever it was on my chest and spun around only to be slammed back into Liam's chest. 

I felt Liam's body shake as he embraced me in a tight hug, nearly crushing my body against his before he sighed and backed away. 

No sooner had he done that, a cough caught both of our attention. My head immediately jerked to the right and I saw a man standing in the doorway. 

"If you two are done, I would like you both in my office," the man spoke before he moved to leave. Right before he exited the room, he turned and looked me in eye.

"Glad you're awake, child."

With that, he left and I scrambled for my tunic Liam previously threw at me.

Throwing it over my head, it draped over my body before another piece of fabric hit me. 

"Finish getting dressed. When you're done, meet me outside," Liam sighed as he left the room.

What the fuck just happened?

**Book two of the Dark Wood Trilogy**

**Check out Before the Storm for a clear understanding of what’s happening in Helheim (: **

Little wolf, little wolf, quiet and still. What do you see from atop your hill?

Can you see up? Can you see down? Can you see the dead things all around town?

Little wolf, little wolf, quick and slick. Death closes in, so runaway quick.

Can you see their eyes? Can you see their mouth? Can you see the dead things strode all about?

Little wolf, little wolf, armor and sword. All the Alpha's wolves will fight in the war. 

Can you see their fur? Can you see their jaws? Can you see the dead that's skewered in their claws?

Little wolf, little wolf, ash and smoke; angry and howling, the little wolf broke. 

Can you hear your song? Can you hear your shriek? Can you see him dead with a sword in his cheek?

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