"Midnight Howling" (COMPLETED)

The Red Moon(3)

A/N;  mention of blood and killings!

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"CAPTAIN!!! NOOO!!! " the group held their breath and prepared themselves for the death of their comrade, as the claw of a woman that hugging Type is about to puncture inside his body.

But a sharp gasp coming out from the woman's mouth, her claw hang down as her eyes went wide, blood started to drip from her nose and eyes, mouth hanging like a shocked corpse. Her claw slowly goes back to normal and blood spills under Type's feet.

Another sharp gasp escape as Type's body moved away from the woman in front of him. Everyone was shocked by the sudden turn of events. The woman's heart is held by the chosen above his palm, it still beating.

"My mother doesn't call me Type! It's Nattarine! " Type shows the woman how he squeezes her heart on his hand. A smile form on the chosen lips as he walk behind the woman and held her head.

A hole on her chest was seen by everyone, standing from afar watching her helpless is Coinin. Type on his blazing red and crystal blue eyes, look at Coinin as he cut the woman's neck using his sharp claw, Type's eyes never leave Coinin. He watch as the blood run out from the woman's veins and how Type held her head facing him.

Coinin looks at the woman's body as it drops on the ground with fire. Type slowly walk towards the general and easily killed every beast that block his way. As he was get nearer to the general Type look in the direction of his mate who is now a crying mess.

"Get up and killed them all, " he said on their mind link.

The midnight pack howl for another attack as they charge together to finish the battle. Fire everywhere, some bodies of enemies and members of midnight pack laying on the ground side by side.

It's raining now and the cold wind blow, but the urge to finish the battle gives them courage and warmth to their blood to continue fighting.

Type reach the ground where the general standing few meters away. The general holds his Zulfiqar sword while Type holds the head of a woman. Type throw it in front of the general but Coinin didn't budge, he only glances at the head and shift his eyes on Type again.

"Seems you are smarter than I thought, Nattarine! You inherit the ability of your mother! " Coinin said, stalling a word to cover his fears.

"And you are dumber than I expect General! Did you try to trick me using the image of my mother? Is it really hard to accept that my mother doesn't love you? " Type taunts him it's his turn now to trick him, and this time he will use feelings.

Coinin's expression is what he expect, the general didn't expect that Type will know his secret! But he quickly hides his shock by cackling while looking in his surroundings. The chosen remains quiet and smiling at him.

He look at Type full of anger, his eyes shifted to red as he charge towards the chosen. Type waits for him as he swings his word towards Type, but the chosen easily elude his attack. He keeps on attacking as the chosen keep on dodging.

On the next swing of his sword Type pick a silver arrow and quickly shifted it on his side and plunges the tip of the arrow on his arms, he drops his weapon. He snarl as he turn his head to the chosen, plucking the arrow, and suddenly shifted on his wolf, a black wolf.

"It's my turn Type, let me take over! " Raven said on their link.

Type let Raven take over and turned into his wolf, a white silver wolf. Circling each other, they charge to fight. Coinin bites Types leg for he can only reach that area but Type caught his body, his claw plunge Coinin's right side.