Little Jammy Hood x Werewolf!Reader

Part 6

⚠️NOT STEALING⚠️

⚠️SLIGHT GORE WARNING⚠️

*Y/N POV*

I was walking towards the kits' den with a lot of bacon in my mouth when I heard a gunshot echo through the forest. I ducked down and listened around for any sounds or movements in my surroundings.

I stayed in a low position with my ears turning at every small noise that I could pick up. Slowly, I stood back up and continued walking towards the den with my ears still turning every so often.

Once I got to the den, I dropped the bacon onto the ground and walked towards the entrance. It was a little too quiet for my liking, so I peeked into the den, only to see that it was empty! I quickly looked around me trying to find anything that could indicate what had happened to Fawn and Snapper.

I finally found a set of paw prints with what looks like...no, it can't be! I take a closer look to see footprints along with the paw prints. I sniffed it trying to find the kits' sent before running in the direction of where the kits had gone.

I heard another gunshot go off but this time it sounded louder than before. I ran faster only to end up in a clearing. I looked around it and saw Snapper and Fawn huddled together with a hunter holding them at gunpoint.

I suddenly saw Snapper jump in front of Fawn and tried to block her off from the gun barrel. I heard the hunter chuckle a bit before hearing the click of the gun. I saw Fawn curl up into a small ball while shaking in fear, while Snapper stood his ground, never taking eyes off of the hunter.

I growled a low growl before slowly walking out. I growled loud enough for the hunter to look at me. I barked at Snapper and Fawn, telling them to run, which they didn't hesitate to do so. The hunter looked at them before turning back to me with a scowl.

He then pointed his gun towards me. "If I can't have foxes to sell to my clients, then I'll have to replace them with you!" He spat at me. I got down low and pulled my ears back. I bared my teeth at him and snarled.

I slowly started to stalk towards him before leaping at him. He quickly shot in my direction but missed me by an inch. I ran towards him and quickly tackled him to the ground. He then pulled out a knife and swiped at me.

He managed to cut my cheek causing me to jump off of him. I looked at him and growled even louder. He got up holding his knife in a ready position in case I pounced on him again. We began to slowly circle each other, waiting to see who would make the next move.

Eventually, he charged towards me and tried to slash me. I quickly dodged it before biting down on his leg. He screamed in pain before turning around and trying to stab my head. I quickly moved out of the way and looked at him.

I pounced on him again and this time he stabbed me in my still-healing leg. I howled in pain but still stayed on him none-the-less. I quickly bit down onto his arm that was holding the knife before he could cause more damage to me.

I bit him hard enough to where he had started to bleed a bit. He kicked me in the gut causing me to falloff of him. He quickly got up and found his gun. He cocked it and aimed it at me. He was about to shoot me when he suddenly looked down to his left. Snapper was there and tugging at the hem of the hunter's pants. I quickly got up, thankful for Snapper's distraction, and charged towards the hunter. He looked back at me and tried to shoot me, but it was too late.

I pounced onto him and bit down onto his throat. I bit down hard enough to taste blood. I stayed there until eventually he stopped struggling. I let him go and looked at him with sad eyes. I never really did like killing but I would do it if I had to. I had blood dripping down from my stained mouth, a stab wound in my bad leg, and a cut on my left cheek. Snapper came to my side and looked at the body. He then looked back at me and started to lick my stab wound.

I smiled and licked his head making him whine out in disapproval. We then walked back to the den to see Fawn huddled up near the entrance of the den. Snapper went to sit next to her while I went to a nearby lake and washed off the blood.

I then returned back to them and laid in front of the den. They eventually came out and started to eat the bacon that I had abandoned. After a while they returned back to their normal attitude. I stayed with them until it was almost sundown.

I helped them store whatever leftover beacon that was there and made sure that they were well hidden from view. Once I was done, I started to walk back home...