Big Bad Wolfie

I'm no hunter.

Even when it comes to animals, I'm not fond of having to chase my pray. It gives me too many opportunities to feel guilty about taking a life and just decide to go get something from a store that somebody else has killed for me instead.

But when The Hybrid King took off towards our people with deadly poison leaking from his already lethal fangs.

I had no trouble sprinting after him and giving chase.

And when I catch him. . .

It'll be the end of him.

Before I caught up, I made sure nobody was following. I'm not letting any of them get hurt like Wolfie did.

By the time I'd get the poison removed from them, The Hybrid King would already have made it to the first hideout.

I don't have to worry about that though, because the others are coming, just keeping a safe distance behind me.

Thank the goddess.

I'll try and make this quick.

I felt less remorse for The Hybrid King as I jumped onto his back and dug my claws into his flanks than I do for the cow when I bite into a juicy hamburger.

I dug my feet into the ground to slow him down and let my claws drag through his skin.

He gave a resounding growl as he slid to a halt and tried to snap at my arms with his powerful jaws.

I wasn't having any of it.

I grabbed his lower leg and put all the force in me into kicking it in half.

After hearing the bone crack and The Hybrid King howl, I jumped up before he could retaliate and landed my foot directly onto where he had been cut by the poison dagger across his back.

The impact made him bend his front legs as he tried to shake me off, but I just wrapped may arms around his neck in a bear hug and sunk my talons into his cheeks.

I meant it when I said that this ends now.

He tried to shift so I'd lose my grip, but that was the dumbest thing he could have done.

For the second he used to shift into his vampire form expertly, he was defenseless.

Using my new found indifference, created by the bomb that he triggered and my talent making a perfect storm. . .

I sunk my fangs into the side of his neck. And at the same time that I yanked all the veins and ligaments in my mouth out, I tore more skin with my claws, pushed against his shifting body with my feet and ended him.

I tore his head off and threw it across the field.

I heard the running footsteps of my friends come to a halt.

"You did it," I heard Marco whisper.

"He's dead!" Brandon breathed.

"Holy crap we're alive!" Rose hollered and jumped into Brandon's arms.

. . . The effects of the bomb are wearing thin now. . .

I was so high on adrenaline just a few seconds ago. . . Now I can't even think about celebrating for a second.

Crazy how things like that happen, huh?

All I can do is lay here and stare up at the sky.

I'd recognize the weight of the world crashing back down on me from anywhere.

down into the hole

Deeper.

Deep —

was dropped next to me by a panting

He didn't say

on top of

pain after my mate embraced

in physical pain,

I said

"I've got you,

And I

But he held me

he still clutched me like he never wanted to be

of the hole a little

stood in exhausted, shocked, mournful, and grieving

The silence was

But it was

I can hear the allied houses

And we've

their king's death, the rest of the hybrid army started running around like chickens with

made decisions that were dumb as rocks. So it wasn't difficult after

I guess we were right about The Hybrid King being all the brains

and the Blood War: The Sequel (we're still working out the name) should go out and

Moon Pack won't be taking any part in genocide, but I'll still be asked to be

of a grip on my emotions to think about it. I still feel like I'm watching the world go on from the bottom of a hole, no

house members lost before their individual funerals over the coming weeks is not a time to think about hybrids. It's a

today. My condolences goes out to their families. . . Your friends, children, siblings, cousins, grandparents, or parents were the bravest among us. It's up to us now to live on with them in our hearts like I know we will. . . I promise their sacrifice will be fruitful. We will live on with the life they would have wanted for us and have died for us to have. That's

his suit with my tear stains after I ran off the podium and into his arms. He stumbled back a bit, still weakened from the trace amounts of poison I failed to get out, even a month and a half later. He's doing better though. According to Doc he'll be back to normal

get choked up while I was speaking but we all knew that wasn't going to happen. I'm just glad I didn't break down into sobs and not be

feet or so there was a small table set up with a picture of the departed and a little

each so we could place one at

that Wolfie was close to, and others it'd be the other way

we placed a rose onto a mountain of other flowers, and others ours was the

a

I love this

311 stations and reached

name on top

'Destiny Zummers'

a bit with only two roses left

at me. "Do you need a

I take a minute? Will you be

he kissed me on the

Desi, then at the two roses

I ditched the box and pulled out the pink and white one that were left. The only pink and white ones in the

stared at them,

Then I turned around and went straight to Captain

Or as he's better know

his picture, he wasn't smiling, he only

Dare

Proud to be

risk his life so other people

around to see if anyone was around. Not many people were

comfortable saying out loud, "Anyone like that deserves my

was no response. It threw me for a loop though, to speak to the man who

But he's dead now, so I guess it makes

"We sure did but heads a

"I always felt like you hated me.

imagine either of us were too far from the truth," I

. It's kinda crazy we both probably just wanted what was best for each other. . .