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There was a rustling outside the trees, and he instantly turned to regard whoever was approaching in the dark. “Rionn? Rosco? Is that you?”
“We can’t find him!” Came a call from the brothers…but in the distance. Whatever was here… it wasn’t them.
“Oh fuck me,” I blurted out, taking another step backwards. “That thing is here!”
“Turn around!” Randall demanded, whipping around to face me. “It won’t target you if you don’t see it!”
But it was too late. The creature had stepped out from the trees, and the clouds parted just in time to show it in the light of the full moon. Standing on its hind legs, it was a horrendous beast, shaped like a hunched man, but easily seven feet tall with the head of a wolf and broad, shaggy shoulders that ended in fierce arms and thick claws. With a face filled with murderous intent, the beast snarled a tremendous burst of fury from its lungs.
And it immediately locked eyes with me.
~
“Fuuuuuck…” I gasped.
Randall turned to face it, then back to me. “Get inside. Find a safe place. NOW.”
I bolted back inside, throwing the door shut and bolting it, and took a few steps back before the door slammed hard. Banging against the bolt, I could see the frame starting to crack, and realized too late that it wasn’t going to hold.
Turning and fleeing for the stairs, I made it up a couple before the sound of cracking, splintering wood rocketed into the night. With an inhuman screech, the monster came, racing towards the stairs and bellowing as it lunged upwards towards me. I shrieked as I turned a corner at the top, throwing myself into a bedroom and slamming the door shut. Luckily, there was a closet, and I slammed the shutter as I hid, trembling and holding my breath as I waited for my inevitable death.
I heard the creature’s toenails clattering across the floorboards as it stomped about, breaking down doors and stalking me. It didn’t see which room I ran into , I thought to myself with a slight hint of victory. But I wasn’t out of the woods yet, in a manner of speaking.
Another door broke down, and hen another; I realized that it was in the room. Through the wooden slats of the closet door, I could see the shadows move as the creature clicked closer, growling long and low from the bottom of its lungs. I heard another noise…sniffing…
The light was blotted out from in front of me. With a sudden burst, the door was reduced to splinters in front of me, and I covered my face and shrieked as the werewolf loomed, ready to cut me down…
WHAM! It was slammed into the wall with enough force to rattle everything around me. I looked up to see the naked, muscular form of Randall, standing directly in front of me. With the tightest, most incredible ass a man could have, he had put himself between the murderous creature and myself, standing his ground with complete confidence.
“You will not harm this woman,” he spoke menacingly, before releasing a tremendous growl from his chest. The werewolf clamored to its paws, hulking above my savior before releasing its own roar, apparently defiantly demanding otherwise.
The werewolf lunged for me, and Randall shot forward, grabbing it around the waist. In a tremendous volley, they fought it out in front of me, and Randall met its fearsome swipes with dexterous dodges before countering with mighty blows from his fists. Ducking away from the creature, he let loose a battle roar before launching himself at it, grabbing around its throat and riding it out of the room. I heard the fracas move towards the staircase before the truly vicious sounds of them duking it out as they rolled down the stairs.
Unable to resist, I fled to the rail, watching them on the first floor. The other two raced into the house, both in their wolf forms, and their still-human leader snarled as they all closed in on the cornered werewolf, ready to pounce at
There was a rustling outside the trees, and he instantly turned to regard whoever was approaching in the dark. “Rionn? Rosco? Is that you?”
“We can’t find him!” Came a call from the brothers…but in the distance. Whatever was here… it wasn’t them.
“Oh fuck me,” I blurted out, taking another step backwards. “That thing is here!”
“Turn around!” Randall demanded, whipping around to face me. “It won’t target you if you don’t see it!”
But it was too late. The creature had stepped out from the trees, and the clouds parted just in time to show it in the light of the full moon. Standing on its hind legs, it was a horrendous beast, shaped like a hunched man, but easily seven feet tall with the head of a wolf and broad, shaggy shoulders that ended in fierce arms and thick claws. With a face filled with murderous intent, the beast snarled a tremendous burst of fury from its lungs.
And it immediately locked eyes with me.
~
“Fuuuuuck…” I gasped.
Randall turned to face it, then back to me. “Get inside. Find a safe place. NOW.”
I bolted back inside, throwing the door shut and bolting it, and took a few steps back before the door slammed hard. Banging against the bolt, I could see the frame starting to crack, and realized too late that it wasn’t going to hold.
Turning and fleeing for the stairs, I made it up a couple before the sound of cracking, splintering wood rocketed into the night. With an inhuman screech, the monster came, racing towards the stairs and bellowing as it lunged upwards towards me. I shrieked as I turned a corner at the top, throwing myself into a bedroom and slamming the door shut. Luckily, there was a closet, and I slammed the shutter as I hid, trembling and holding my breath as I waited for my inevitable death.
I heard the creature’s toenails clattering across the floorboards as it stomped about, breaking down doors and stalking me. It didn’t see which room I ran into , I thought to myself with a slight hint of victory. But I wasn’t out of the woods yet, in a manner of speaking.
Another door broke down, and hen another; I realized that it was in the room. Through the wooden slats of the closet door, I could see the shadows move as the creature clicked closer, growling long and low from the bottom of its lungs. I heard another noise…sniffing…
The light was blotted out from in front of me. With a sudden burst, the door was reduced to splinters in front of me, and I covered my face and shrieked as the werewolf loomed, ready to cut me down…
WHAM! It was slammed into the wall with enough force to rattle everything around me. I looked up to see the naked, muscular form of Randall, standing directly in front of me. With the tightest, most incredible ass a man could have, he had put himself between the murderous creature and myself, standing his ground with complete confidence.
“You will not harm this woman,” he spoke menacingly, before releasing a tremendous growl from his chest. The werewolf clamored to its paws, hulking above my savior before releasing its own roar, apparently defiantly demanding otherwise.
The werewolf lunged for me, and Randall shot forward, grabbing it around the waist. In a tremendous volley, they fought it out in front of me, and Randall met its fearsome swipes with dexterous dodges before countering with mighty blows from his fists. Ducking away from the creature, he let loose a battle roar before launching himself at it, grabbing around its throat and riding it out of the room. I heard the fracas move towards the staircase before the truly vicious sounds of them duking it out as they rolled down the stairs.
Unable to resist, I fled to the rail, watching them on the first floor. The other two raced into the house, both in their wolf forms, and their still-human leader snarled as they all closed in on the cornered werewolf, ready to pounce at
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