Midnight Calls  Starting of battle

Midnight Calls Starting of battle

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A small wolf jumped over a fallen tree and looked behind itself as it stumbled over a small twig as it rolled under its foot it kept balanced and kept running it didn't notice the other wolves swarming around the path the wolf was running on but it heard branches snapping below their feet but it started in a fast sprint as a larger wolf followed closely behind the smaller wolf. The wolves swarming the trail got closer but they stood still as the large wolf sprinted forward the small wolf got closer to a bush of roses full of thorns and it slowed down. The small wolf looked behind itself and saw the other wolves closing in as the larger wolf slowed down and bared its large teeth the smaller wolf dashed forward and leaped up upon the larger wolf and brought its sharp teeth against the large wolves neck. Blood flooded out from the large wolves wounds as the small wolf jumped off and stared at the bleeding wolf and stepped slightly closer but the large wolf turned swiftly and leaped on top of the small wolf and snarled, "Where is it! Tell me where it is!" The large wolf said loudly as he spit on the small wolf. " I don't know!" Yelled back the small wolf. " Ratio! Tell me!" The large wolf growled. " I don't know! Stop harassing me!" Ratio begged. " Fine, I'll let you loose this time you have four days until the hunt starts." The large wolf warned as he jumped off Ratio. " The hunt starts? What does that mean?" Ratio asked. The large wolf didn't respond as it was a stupid question he ran off with the rest of the wolves that were hiding in the forest, Ratio looked upon them as the ran off.
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'Mate her!' Lukas's beast roared from within. The outburst surprised him. Unlike some situation where his wolf wanted blood from his women now, it's a bit different. He wanted to mate not only to have sex but to own the witch for good, marking her with his scent. "I despise you!" she lowered her voice and inched away from him "You're crazy! But King or not! You don't have the right to kiss me!" "No," he growled, letting his beast flare in his eyes for a second. "But I might consider taming your smart mouth Victoria." She licked her lips and grinned but damn her lips for tasting divine. "Maybe I'll like to see you're cold and lifeless body below me right now King!" she said with a hissed, her perfectly arched brows slowly lifted. "But death is too good for you." That did it. A warning growl rumbled from the back of his throat shit, he was losing his grip here and fast. "I don't think you get it Victoria. This isn't the sort of danger you play with, then walk away thinking you'll be safe." With his speed he was able to yank her back to him, rolling his hips to make his point. His leathers weren't that fitted, but more than tight enough for her to feel the hard bar of his cock pressed up close and personal. "This is the sort of danger that see's you flat on your back, writhing and moaning while a cock impaled so deep inside you, stretching your walls then it'll clenched and cum for me. And you know what's more dangerous? It's my mark Victoria...a mark that should be on your delectable neck." He was deliberately crude, hoping to scare her off. He prayed he did because she had to walk out of here before his wolf could cause a fucking riot. Her lips formed a perfect O and her eyes widened. A breath later, she inhaled and uttered the words that made my wolf howl in determination. "I'll rather sign up with death than make you mark me."

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