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32-2: fighting for what?
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Red Moon 33-1: unbalanced match
The members of the Red Moon pack cried out in anger at the grotesque, wretched appearance of the rogue's wolf.But could one still speak of a wolf in the face of the mutilated and scarred body of the creature that stood before Harry?This wolf's fur must once have been gray. Now, where there should have been a thick, dense coat, there was only a mass of oozing, rotting flesh.The tip of his right ear had been torn off. Clearly, the wolf's gift of regeneration had failed him, as putrid juices leaked from it to form a foul crust along his neck.The creature's eyes were devoid of any light of life, and it gazed defiantly at the Alpha.The wolf's revolting smell was proof of its decay and lone wolf status.Harry felt bile rise to his throat at the appearance of this lurker who had dared to challenge him for dominance of his pack._ At least it'll be quick," growled Till in the young Alpha's mind.Harry cracked his neck, tilting his head quickly to either side. Then he let out a he
Red Moon 33-2: unbalanced match
Unfortunately, the gray wolf's small stature, which had been an asset against such an imposing opponent, would be his undoing. His initial agility advantage had lasted only a brief moment.The rogue let out a pleading cry, but it was too late. He tried to sit up on his paws to reduce the pressure on his neck. But the difference in size between the two wolves was such that his efforts were in vain.Once the red wolf's fangs had closed in on his prey, the Alpha simply had to get back into position without bothering. Till placed his front paw heavily on the top of the gray wolf's shoulder. He only had to push lightly to separate the body from his rival's head.A loud crack mingled with the gray wolf's cry of pain to the cheers of the Red Moon pack. The Alpha released the head to the ground. His opponent's blood now lent a coppery hue to his red coat.The Red Moon pack loudly celebrated their Alpha's victory. Words of congratulations and cheers flooded Harry's
Red Moon 34-1: silver and poison
The opaque veil immediately withdrew from Connor's eyes, and he quickly positioned himself over his Alpha to protect him."Who?" Connor barely had time to articulate before he was grabbed by the throat and flung to the side.The Beta's body flew across the arena and crashed against the bottom of the bleachers. A thunderous boom rang out as the sound of shattering concrete and metal echoed.Only when the dust settled did those present see a man kneeling beside their Alpha.He had short-cropped raven-black hair and was wearing simple denim pants and a black shirt.When Connor emerged from the rubble to return to his Alpha, he stopped dead in his tracks and stared in horror at the man standing next to Harry."What... Why?" asked Connor as his skin closed where it had been cut.The man didn't answer and walked towards the rogue's head. Then, when he finally looked in the direction of the Red Moon Beta, his eyes revealed a glowing red color."Why hasn't anyone seen his silver-coated
Red Moon 34-2: silver and poison
Duncan merely chuckled, then exchanged a glance with his Alpha. They didn't need to speak, as Duncan knew perfectly well what he had to do. So he bent down and lifted Beta Connor's stunned body with ease. He'd tossed him over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes without the slightest effort."You want me to come back?" Duncan asked calmly.Black nodded before sitting cross-legged in the dust of the combat zone."The less the Red Moon sees of us, the better," Black replied, closing his eyes.Duncan raised an eyebrow at his Alpha. He had parted his lips and was staring at him."What?" growled Black at his Beta. On the other hand, he hadn't even bothered to open his eyes, so intense was the way his Beta stared at him. He literally felt as if Duncan was punching holes in his skin just with his eyes."You realize that just the fact that you're standing right here is enough of a way to announce to everyone that you've set foot in their pack, right?" mocked Dun
Red Moon 35-1: patriarch
"Manu, open the damn door," Bianca shouted, pounding her fist like a mad woman. "No... it's okay," replied Emmanuelle in a weak voice. She'd had to put her hands on the edge of the sink and was struggling to keep her balance as she watched her eyes change color. Instead of the usual blue, blood-red lines appeared. She took deep breaths. Besides, she had to calm down quickly and find a way to get Bianca out of the house. However, she hadn't anticipated that the pain coursing through her would be so intense. "Are you going to be all right? Are you kidding me, or what? Open up!" shouted Bianca in panic. "I'm warning you, I'm going to call the boys, and I'm going to have this fucking door kicked in!" Emmanuelle grumbled under the new wave of pain that had just swept through her mind. She was trying as best she could to concentrate her soul mate bond towards her beloved and manage Bianca outside. She staggered and opened the door with a jerk. "Don't break my house," she re
Red Moon 35-2: patriarch
"Hello?" replied Augustin.The vampire was standing in front of the long tunnel made of torii at the entrance to a Shinto temple. Tall maple trees with leaves in a thousand shades of red added a touch of mysticism to the remote location, difficult for humans to access.He gazed at the large vermilion-painted "portals ."They were, after all, a succession of two vertical wood on which rested a heavy beam. The term portal only made sense to Augustin's Western mind when it was explained to him that the torii was used to separate a sacred enclosure from the profane realm."You will have to be more eloquent, my dear. I have finally obtained an audience with the lord of the South. I should be back in France within two days if all goes well. I was very amused to learn that the term "torii" means "where the birds are ."What better way to describe the entrance to the Vermilion Bird estate?" asked Augustin as two Miko in ceremonial garb arrived in the distance.He watched i
Red Moon 36-1: red and black
Augustin was utterly shocked. It was the first time in his life that someone had dared to address him this way. If anyone else had come across him at that moment, they would have been able to tell that the blond vampire had turned paler than a dead man. Augustin felt a dull rage growing inside him as the young woman's words repeated themselves over and over in his mind. All he wanted to do at that moment was call Emmanuelle back and tell the rude person who had answered him like that what he was really thinking. "What nerve!" he murmured as he continued to stare at his phone screen. The electronic ringing signaling that his correspondent had just hung up echoed through this mystically charged place. "What... What audacity, what an odious character that is!" he said more forcefully before freezing in place. He straightened up, stiff as a board, and finally hung up the phone. He ran a nervous hand over his lips. The vampire couldn't understand why he took the young woman's words so
Red Moon 36-2: red and black
Augustin had been frozen solid from the moment his eyes fell on the young woman beside him. He towered over her by a head and could only see the top of the newcomer's skull. Black hair, straight and thick, fell to the hollow of the young woman's low back. The vampire had turned his head a little more to get a better look at her. At the little space she had left between them as she appeared, he could only see the long eyelashes curling across the top of her cheeks. If he hadn't been a former vampire, he could have sworn this woman was one of his race, such as the pallor of her skin. He had the feeling that everything about this woman was pure enchantment in his eyes, and he was utterly unnerved by her appearance at his side. "You are?" he had finally dared to ask after regaining his composure. "Dhara," she replied, in her sophisticated voice, making a graceful movement with her hand in front of her. The young woman had turned her palm towards the sky as faint wisps
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