NovelEnglishChapter 345 Fire and Fangs 98% +8 Pearls S hadn't expected her to be so aggressive. Just as the sports car was about to ram into him, he leapt from the motorcycle, reaching for the silver pistol holstered at his back-a weapon loaded with custom bullets laced with Heartrot Resin.
"Courting death!" he snarled, pulling the trigger. The bullet tore through the car's windshield, grazing Tessa's ear. She twisted the wheel, and the car flipped with the fluid agility of a wolf in mid- leap.
Tessa pushed off the ground one-handed and vaulted from the car, the wolf-head emblem on her boot sparking against the pavement.
In the smotion, she raised her gun and fired back.
The bullet struck S in the shoulder. Purple-black blood splattered onto the ground, hissing into vapor-side effects from long-term Heartrot exposure.
Clutching the wound, S bolted into a nearby warehouse.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtTessa and Dream exchanged a glance and moved in pursuit.
"Be careful," Tessa said sharply. In a situation like this, she could only look out for herself. She couldn't guarantee she'd always be able to protect Dream.
Dream gave her an OK gesture. "Relax! I'm not the sDream I used to be!" Tessa nodded and entered the warehouse with her gun raised.
"Alpha, there's a third party involved besides Ethan's team. Who are they?" Landon and Nathaniel had just arrived on the scene in tto witness the chase. "They're two women, and they're seriously skilled," Nathaniel added. Wonder if they'd be interested in joining Nightshade Pack.
"Let's go see for ourselves." Whoever they were-didn't matter. Now that they were here, there was no way S was getting out of this.
"Yes, Alpha." Tessa and Dream entered the warehouse with full caution.
Their ears twitched slightly, picking up on faint breathing from the shadows.
The moment they stepped inside, Tessa knew something was wrong-the scent of gasoline molecules irritated her nostrils. Her enhanced werewolf senses instantly detected danger.
"Don't fire!" she whispered sharply, pupils flickering with a subtle silver glow in the darkness. "This place is full of flammables. One shot and we're all dust." That meant one thing-this would have to be hand-to-hand.
1/2 12:11 Thu, 22 May m Chapter 345 Fire and Fangs 98% +8 Pearls Dream caught on quickly and nodded.
"What now? I feel like we've just walked into a mess..." she mumbled. And the worst part? She'd asked for this.
When it cto marksmanship, Dream was more than capable. She'd gone through rigorous training and tough evaluations to earn her place in Night Guild.
But close combat? That was another story.
"Tessa, maybe we should bail?" Dream whispered, her voice trembling. "If this place blows, we won't even leave behind a single hair!" Tessa shot her a glare.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSaying that now? Did she really think they could just walk away at this point?
"Shut up. Stay close." Tessa dragged her behind a fuel tank. Suddenly, a rotten- sweet whiff of moonshade hit her nose-the stench of Heartrot. The warehouse door slammed shut with a loud bang. The lights cut out. Darkness swallowed the room whole. Dream's hand gripped Tessa's tightly.
Tessa pulled her behind a large oil drum and whispered, "Stay here. Don't make a sound. No matter what happens, don't cout." Without waiting for a reply, Tessa stepped forward into the open.
Hiding wasn't her style.
The Heartrot mist hung thick in the air, blocking their nightvision-werewolves' greatest advantage. That left only one thing to rely on: sound. Suddenly, a hand clamped onto Tessa's shoulder. She spun and lashed out with a chokehold, but only grazed his arm.
"Nice reflexes, sweetheart," S hissed, his breath hot against her ear. He raised the syringe filled with Heartrot at at her neck. "Be a Resin, anhinge good girl and becmy puppet. I'll let you watch as your own claws rip your friend's throat out." "Talk too much," Tessa growled-and launched her attack.
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