After a long standoff, these Wolvemorts suddenly shifted into wolf shape again, and they looked warily in the direction behind her, with deep fear in their eyes, their ears erecting, the fur on their bodies bristling, and their paws rubbing uneasily on the ground.
Dulcibella also felt it, so horrible. There were footsteps behind her, and a terrible aura came from behind her.
A black wolf slowly came out of the cave, his eyes were surprisingly golden, the color of this pupil was rare in the werewolf pack. With his appearance, those Wolvemorts flee directly with the lighting speed.
Dulcibella also wanted to run, but she was overwhelmed by the aura behind her. A fear that penetrated from the depths of her soul made her immobile, unable to even turn around. The weird thing was that she actually felt a hint of familiarity in this aura.
She was tackled to the ground by a force, then felt the wolf's gasp and warm nostrils around her neck.
She clearly felt a wolf's paw placed at her heart, and the slight sting instantly reminded her of the pain of dying through her heart in her previous life.
"NO--"
She closed her eyes in despair, she didn't want to die again! She hadn't told her mother, brother, sister that...Alpha wants to kill them! She hadn't told them to run away, she couldn't die!
She didn't expect that she wasn't killed, but he tore her clothes, and the sudden coldness coming from her back made her tremble lightly. Instead of relaxing, she tensed up even more.
Thinking about the rumors that Wolvemort likes to eat werewolves alive, is he going to rip off her clothes first and then eat her?
The black wolf walked left and right with her in his mouth to a pond, then opened his mouth and threw her into the water.
Originally she didn't know what he was going to do, then suddenly figured out. It seemed to be a clean-loving Wolvemort, who was washing her before eating.
She hurriedly sank into the water and swam to the opposite side of the black wolf. It was the first time she saw the full face of this wolf, and the golden eyes made her not want to look at it anymore.
The water was so cold that her teeth chattered, making a ta-da sound.
"I ... I'm dirty, please don't eat me." Half a long time later, Dulcibella stuttered out such a sentence.
The black wolf spared her a glance, then lazily lay down on the ground, and his eyes no longer gazed at her.
After moving tentatively and seeing that the black wolf didn't move, she swam to the shore from the other side. Once on the shore, she was alert to the black wolf while trying to escape around him.
After turning around and taking two steps, she was happy that the black wolf didn't come after her. But just after running a meter, a loud sound came from behind her, and in the next second, she was thrown back into the water again.
She quickly swam out of the water and saw that the black wolf was staring at her on the shore, with a hint of disgust in his eyes, as he stretched out his paws to strip all the clothes hanging on her and fiddled twice, as if he was helping her take a bath.
All she could feel was a paw rattling her around, during which she accidentally choked several times. After being doused with a large mouthful of water again, she pushed away the paws pressed against her body and coughed violently.
The black wolf didn't give her a hard time, just watching her from the side, and gesturing with eyes for her to come up.
Dulcibella was hesitant, what is this black wolf going to do?
He shouldn't want to eat her.
She climbed onto the shore and was pressed against the black wolf, without the protection of her clothes, her breasts and belly rubbing directly against the hair of the black wolf. A slight itch let her frown, and a kind of hidden shame made her tighten her legs uncontrollably.