บททั้งหมดของ FATED, MATED & BOUND: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 15

The stench of death permeated Lucas's nose as he stood to face his enemy. A creature so tall and ghastly he didn't know what it was at first. It had a dog-like face with a downward slope in its back like a hyena's. It was standing on its hind legs at a height of around seven feet. The beast loomed over Lucas as it breathed in the werewolf's scent. "No, it cannot be," Lux's shaky voice traveled in Lucas's head. "I haven't seen one of these in centuries," Lux explained. "200 years before I was reborn to you, I belonged to a human called Luther, and during the great famine, we ran into one of these things. It's called a Shunka Warakin." Lucas swallowed hard when the creature pressed its nose on his tummy, sniffing Lucas some more. "Should we run?" Lucas questioned his wolf. A slab of flesh from the Shunka's previous kill still hung on its lips. Lucas grunted when he smelt Gary's blood on the beast. "No, just stay quiet," Lux quickly intervened before Lucas got out of control. "It

The sky was a mixture of ash and coal as the rain clouds rolled into view. Dominic smelled it days ago, that there was going to be a storm. The weather forecast predicted it to last at least three days, but he knew they were only getting a few scattered showers and thunderstorms throughout the night. He was sure it would pass by the morning. He sat at his desk, and images of Celeste invaded his mind. He missed her, and seeing her again after all those years did something unexplainable to him. It made his emotions get the better of him when he kissed her. Even though her hand slapping him across his face made it perfectly clear that she didn't share the same feelings, he just didn't care anymore. The sheriff's office turned into chaos as the phones lit up with complaints. The Shunka was sighted by many of the town folks. Calls of a strange creature seen running rampant in the town's square, destroying buildings and vehicles. Some claimed it was a demon, while others reported it was a

The sunlight curled through the windows and pulled at Dominic's eyelids. He stirred, feeling annoyed that the daylight was disturbing his slumber. He swallowed, and it was then he noticed the sharp, pointy metal at his larynx. His eyes fluttered open only to see a snarling DJ resting a knife at his throat. The seriousness on DJ's face told Dominic to choose his words wisely, or this brave little kid would slice his neck open. Dom wasn't worried about dying from the injury. He knew he would heal in no time. It was just that he just purchased his vegan couch, and he didn't feel like paying $5000 to get another because he spilled blood all over it. He cautiously raised his hands in surrender. “Hey there, little man. We're cool, right?" he asked slowly asked. “I don't know. That depends on your answer." DJ pressed the tip harder against his skin. “What's the question?” Dom urged, his wolf standing proud of how well their son could handle a situation. It was obvious the little man did