All Chapters of Sweet Evil Fangs: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

I hyperventilated for air, breathing heavily when I woke up, looking around the area to see where I was. I felt a drop of water gush down to my forehead. I raised my hand, then touched it. What is this? I jerked when I heard chirps coming from the birds. I looked up and saw them flying across the atmosphere. The sky was so clear, and I even saw a rainbow from where I was positioned. I couldn't understand anything since I had just woken up and was still trying to process things when I suddenly recollected what had happened. I remember my dream, and I was supposed to die since Ethan attacked me. I also heard the footsteps of someone who would help us, but it was just my hallucinations. However, no one was around the area but for me when I looked down. Hysteria started to invade my system when I heard footsteps coming from my behind. "Ethan..." I called his name when our eyes locked for a moment. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw me awake. My eyes followed down on his hands, see

"Can you still make it?" he asked, and I nodded in response. I didn't say anything as we strolled through the woods, trying to find something that would help us in our situation. I peeked down at Bobby, who was sleeping between my arms. He was even snoring a little, really enjoying his sleep. I chuckled a little but winced all of a sudden when I felt my feet were getting numb from walking. The truck earlier broke down, and we had no other option but to walk and find a place where we could sleep for a while. Ethan, who had held my hand, glanced at me when he saw I was suffering from something. "You told me you still can, but you're breaking apart Natasha." there was a hint of worry in his voice, stopping me from moving forward. I heaved a deep sigh and then smiled at him, motioning to him that everything would be okay. Even though part of me wants to lay down and rest. But we can't stop, it's almost midnight, and we can't sleep in the middle of the woods. I know it's pretty diabolic

“Ohhh! Ethan, faster!" Ethan was rocking my body. The bed below us was pressing unto the wall, creating a clamorous racket. We couldn't care about our wild moans that could reach the entire forest. All I could see were rainbows and butterflies. There was a tingling splendor that was forming inside my gut. I arched my back when Ethan hit the most liable spot. I closed my eyes and parted my lips. I was about to reach heaven. It's there. I could feel it! "That's it, beg," Ethan pressed. His voice was brutal and vicious. He strangled me in his veiny arms. I gasped and panted, trying to keep my pace with every thrust he made. He was getting wild, and he had already cum multiple times in a row, yet he was still hard like gravel. I did some dirty talks that I didn't imagine I could say to him. I didn't know where I did find the courage to say those sinful words to him. Regardless, when I looked down on our sexes and saw how massive his cock was pounding for hours inside me. I looked up at

“You mean, a wolf pack? But, how?” I incredulously asked. What does he mean by he had seen himself in a wolf pack? Ethan is here with me, with Bobby, with us. That’s impossible if that is what he is in his vision. He shrugged his shoulders, and there was a hint of disarray and a mixture of determination in his eyes. “I guess so. I don’t have any idea, Natasha. There were many of them, and I could see myself with them. The vision is not yet cleared since there are instances that it’s blurry.” he explained, then ran his fingers through his hair. After that, he shuffled it due to his frustrations. I tapped his shoulder and told him to calm down since he was still injured, but Ethan wasn’t even daunted by his injuries. “I want to know about it, Natasha. Why do I feel like this curse given to me wasn’t because I was a misfortune or anything? What if…this was passed down to my body? And I was just the holder of this curse?” My head suddenly hurt when he said these words. I actually can’t

I felt like my whole world had stopped spinning, and my throat went dry for a moment. I took a step back. My hands were trembling from fear and anxiety building inside my system. My heart throbbed painfully, and I couldn't speak even though I wanted to shriek in terror. This can't possibly be true. What on earth is what I am seeing? I closed my eyes, pushing away the horrible sight I had seen. I must be hallucinating. I must be tired and probably starving, that's why I saw it. I have been thinking deeply for minutes when someone taps my shoulder, making me scream in fear. "Natasha, what's wrong?" someone grabbed my hand, and I was shouting for help when I opened my eyes and stopped. Realization soon hit me when I noticed everyone was looking at us, eyeing me suspiciously as if I had just grown five heads. I parted my lips that were quivering and slowly glanced at Ethan, who was gritting his jaw. "I-I'm sorry…." I looked down, fidgeting my fingers. My ears and cheeks reddened like