Chapter 42: Chapter 39
Angry brown eyes glared back at Fenris, then instantly changed color, turning a brilliant shade of blue. A low rumble began in Marius broad chest, rapidly deepening in timbre. Bone and gristle crackled loudly as the lycan's skull began to stretch and deform.
Marius looked stronger and Fenris used slight read his thoughts and found out that this bastard was able to get some of Michael Corvin's blood from the hospital,but since he didn't get the blood of the vampire elders his plans for becoming a hybrid is stalled.
Also since Marius only became a Lycan is later part of war,he didn't know full strength of Fenris and he just thought many of the stories were exaggerated,so being injected with Corvinus blood made him slightly cocky and more confident in taking Fenris.
Fenris looked bored seeing Marius completed his obscene metamorphosis. The muscular lycan no longer looked remotely human; instead, an all-out werewolf faced Fenris across the muddy floor of the forgotten bunker. Icy water rained down on them, and they splashed through greasy, iridescent puddles as they circled each other in a lethal dance of fangs and claws.
Bright lycan blood stained the tips of the twin scourges. Let's settle this once and for all. Livid red scars marked the werewolf's snout where Soren had slashed Raze's face with his whips. The lycan's clothing lay in a shredded heap at the creature's feet, replaced by a bristling coat of coarse black fur. Cobalt-blue eyes glared at Soren with predatory intent. A low, basso growl rumbled from the depths of the werewolf's ample chest.
Fenris shrugged and transform into his werewolf form with bones realign into a more lupine skeleton as his muscles bulge and spasm, while the human skin is shed, revealing the werewolf fur underneath which was enough to scare the hell out of Marius.Who took step back as his lycan instincts where screaming to run.
But too late Fenris lunged for the Enemy, he grabbed Marius with his hands, chomping
down on the Lycans throat. His teeth tore through flesh and sinew, finally
meeting . . . tasting blood as Marius cried out in agony.
Fenris pushed Marius body onto the ground and transformed back to normal form,he then wiped the blood from his mouth.
She ran down a muddy tunnel, holding the Beretta in front of her. Brackish water trickled down the moldy walls. Spider webs impeded her progress, clinging to her like filmy fingertips. Brick and mortar crashed behind her. She spun around and saw two rampaging werewolves explode from a collapsed archway. The gigantic beasts howled at the sight of her and immediately gave chase, pouncing from wall to wall as they charged toward her, fangs bared, eager to tear her to pieces. Froth flew from the corners of their snapping jaws. Selene ran for her life, firing back over her shoulder. Gunshots echoed loudly in the dusky corridor, and the lead werewolf hit the mucky floor. His furry bulk tumbled end over end, splashing mud and clay everywhere. Smoke rose from the silver-tainted bullet holes in his pelt, filling the tunnel with the smell of burning flesh.
One down, Selene thought, not slowing down for a second. Her lungs sucked down the polluted air as she sprinted at full speed down the tunnel. Not far behind her, the second werewolf lunged through the acrid smoke hissing from his dying partner. His powerful hind legs carried him forward by leaps and bounds. Selene could practically feel the beast's hot breath upon the back of her neck. She tore around a corner, still heading roughly toward Fenris, and risked a look over her shoulder. Shit! The werewolf was still in hot pursuit, splashing through the slimy puddles like a veritable hound of hell. Her head snapped around to see where she was going—and another werewolf suddenly reared up in front of her. An inhuman roar assailed her ears as a monstrous claw swiped at her.
Decades of hard-won battle experience kicked in, and Selene sprang into the air, soaring just below the vaulted ceiling of the macabre tunnel. She arced over the looming werewolf, firing her gun as she smoothly tumbled head over heels. Silver riddled the beast's skull, and he dropped to his death only a heartbeat before Selene's boots splashed down less than a meter past the exterminated creature. Landing squarely on the floor, she expertly ejected an empty magazine from her Beretta and slammed a fresh one into place. Two down, one to go. She turned around with deadly speed and opened fire on the onrushing werewolf. White-hot death flared from the muzzle of the Beretta as she nailed the creature in the air above the second lupine fatality. Scarlet flowers blossomed across the monster's furry chest. The werewolf crashed to earth, twitching spasmodically not twenty paces away from her. Jagged claws flailed wildly, and furious jaws snapped at empty air. The spewing foam around the beast's muzzle took on a crimson hue, but still the creature refused to die. Selene stepped forward calmly and delivered two pointblank shots to his skull.
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