The One Who Came (ON HOLD)

Chapter 27

Slight (maybe a lot, it depends) gruesome scenes ahead, be warned.... and ENJOY!

An ear rumbling howl was let out by the wolf and finally, its eyes ended up at the three. The crescent moon on his forehead was shining bright as well as his silver eyes. A murderous threat was clear in them and with a bloodthirsty snare, Obelius charged.

'Now!' The orange wolf jumped away from Killian whose body fell on the ground, passing out immediately. 'Bring it out' He linked someone and gestured the blonde wolf to stay back.

The white wolf sprung his legs up and leaped at the three wolves. When the two enemy wolves stepped back, he stood on Killian, placing his leg around him so he's covered from any attack. When the white wolf was sure that they stayed away, he stepped forward, hiding Killian by his huge frame. He then crouched down in an attack mode, flashing his long and deadly fangs. His silver eyes were glowing as well as the crescent moon on his forehead. Obelius' tail was waving confidently and his overall form resulted in fear developing in his enemies.

Unlike the first time this humongous wolf stepped on the soils of this pack, Karter and Percy were actually conscious. They saw the scenes taking place in front of them, conveying the anger and the thirst for revenge to Obelius. Unknowingly, both Karter and Percy overpowered Obelius by their strong emotions and took control of his form. They were furious as the Luna of the pack and seeing Killian get hurt for them pushed forth an alien desire to destroy. So that's what they did. 

Buried completely in vengeance, Obelius rushed towards the delicious source which will tame their rage. 

'Kill them.'

The ground trembled by the heavy weight when the Goddess' Son charged forward and attacked the bigger wolf from the two. As soon as his bulking paw met the side of its head, slashing the flesh to bring out tremendous damage. The smaller opponent whined and jumped back, trying to run away as it coward away by Obelius' unnatural height. He had this dangerous aura that clouded his frame and whoever saw him, would immediately recognize the feral need to demolish.

'Kill.' 

Obelius aimed right for the throat. He closed his jaw, sank his teeth, and felt inviting blood flood in his mouth. He wasted no time to hesitate and shook his head to mutilate the part. He knew when the heart stopped pumping blood, the soul left the wolf, and when its body fell on the ground lifelessly. This kill was fast and decisive. Obelius let his tongue swipe on his red fangs, enjoying the essence of his enemy.  His glare met the head separated from its body and a pleasing feeling bloomed in his mind and heart. 

Obelius' attention when to the whimpering wolf and he slowly turned his head around to face a satisfying sight. The blond wolf was standing on its shaking leg, whining painfully as he saw the events take place in front of his eyes. The white wolf let out a gruffy snort when he saw that the flimsy creature has urinated itself. The tail was tucked in its belly and his posture was very submissive for someone who had shown such confidence only a few minutes ago. 

'Kill him.' 

'Kill him painfully.' 

Like a puppet, Obelius was being controlled by the voices in his head. Their desires ruled his senses and governed his actions. Led by lust for blood and revenge, Obelius followed the directions. He let out a low growl as he took slow steps towards the whimpering wolf. The blond wolf was so numbed with fear that he didn't even think of running until his soon-to-be murderer was in reach. He managed to stand on his trembling legs and take a turn to run for his life.

Obelius felt their panic inside him but he didn't worry. The blonde blob was still in sight and without any concern, he walked towards his next target. Obeius felt amused when it tried to hide behind thick trees and cover its existence. The mighty wolf knew where he was hiding, in what rhythm his heart was beating, how many breathes he was taking in and letting out.