Chapter 43: Perilous Hunting Grounds
The fight was right about to begin.
Michael and Maleva were both forced out of their cozy hunting shack. Quite frankly, Maleva didn't feel like dressing up again after being forced out of the shack. She definitely knew she had to put on something if there was danger nearby. So, what she did was that she quickly threw her nipple pasties back over her nipples. Put on her orange thong. Ran outside with her high-heeled boots, and she called it a day.
She was ready to fight.
Meanwhile, Michael went for a bit more protection and pretty much put on everything he had to his disposition within the hunting shack. While nearly naked, he put everything on, including his clothes, his leather boots, his boots, and everything.
When Michael joined Maleva outside in no time, bringing one revolver with him.
The two of them jumped into action and nervously observed the dark and eerie landscape of the forest right before another howl they both recognized.
"Owwwwwllll!"
It was it.
It was the shadow werewolf.
That was what they both thought at the same time, as they turned to each other.
They hadn't seen it yet, but based on that eerie howl and based on the frightening presence in the air, they definitely knew it was it.
The vile creature had not been seen since the last, recent battle at the decrepit church.
Catherine, the interestingly untypical nun, managed to chase it away from her church with her powerful and holy light. This repelled the creature from the holy sanctuary that was that destroyed church, but it was bound to come back for Michael and Maleva. It had to.
"It followed us here. Let's be careful. If you see anything, tell me right away. Okay?" the young hunter declared to the much more experienced huntress next to him.
"I'll take this side of the woods—you go that way," she opted to search the most dangerous area of these woods, the zone where the tall trees were the most crooked. Which made it perfect for hiding and launching a surprise attack. Something Maleva didn't want to happen to the rookie wolf who was Michael
"Very well…"
However, then, before any of them could truly begin searching the forest for the persistent shadow werewolf, the surprise attack came above their heads.
The terror came from above and while none of them were expecting it to happen, one detail that the busty huntress was able to determine right there in the heat of the moment was that it was not after her, at all.
It was only after him.
Michael was the target here.
"No!" Maleva did everything she could to place herself in front of her dear Michael. Leaping in front of him. Her big tits beautifully bounced around with her. Defensively holding her arms up with her daggers holding the fort.
Unfortunately, for her, it didn't do much.
Thud!
"Ahn!" The tactical huntress was easily pushed out of the way by the shadow werewolf.
Her body turned frail and weak simply because of how strong and ruthless the enemy werewolf truly was.
"Mal!" Michael yelled for her, but it was too late. She had already flown away into the forest.
Michael attempted to go to her in the hope to help her, but the shadow werewolf then brutally landed on the ground and came face-to-face with the vastly inexperienced hunter.
Blocking his way.
Making the distance between him and her even bigger.
The final battle between the two could finally begin.
With the huntress out of the equation, the shadow werewolf could bring herself one step closer to realizing her plan to get Redheart for herself all alone. Yes, because, the mysterious werewolf who apparently wouldn't die, even after being set in ice by Aurora, was a woman. The shadow werewolf was a female.
It felt like she could survive anything and everything.
"What do you want from me?" the hunter aggressively shouted at her, as he was honestly more worried about Maleva, who had easily been deflected away than anything else, really.
Mal! I hope you're alright!
"I want you, Michael…" the sinister, but quite erotic and dark voice of the creature of the night whispered its way to the man's ears… Both traumatizing and fascinating him at the same time…
Me? Why me?
The shadow werewolf then strategically took one step closer toward him…
"Don't move any closer, alright?" Michael menaced the sinister creature by shouting some more at her and pointing his weapon toward her.
"You believe you scare me with that pistol of yours, Michael?" she asked him.
"Um… Why are you after me so much? Why do you want me?" he finally interrogated her about something that had tormented him ever since that night he was bitten by her—during that fateful night when everything happened.
"Why don't I show you?" the shadow werewolf offered to him as she took another step closer toward him.
"Why don't I show you this?"
Bang! Bang!
Two shots were swiftly fired in the direction of the beast in the dark woods!
Two shots were fired by Michael using his revolver.
Sweeping the air and leaping through them, the shadow monster easily avoided both shots and then acrobatically spun above the hunter before charging toward him.
The shadows pulled him to her, and before he knew it, the two of them had come face-to-face.
Thud!
The dark beast violently smashed his hand and threw his pistol away before he could use it again.
Michael was now harmless.
The only true weapon he still had left was… Inside of him… The only thing he had left was the animal inside.
He had to shift into his wolf form if he wished to battle the shadow beast one-on-one…
Come on…
He was in peril and legitimately thought he would transform if he was in danger so much so that he was facing death. However, to his surprise, it didn't happen this time… Not with her around.
Why can't I transform? He asked himself, tormented and facing mortal danger now more than ever, as the shadow werewolf suddenly got a hold of him and grabbed his throat with her claws.
"Let me go!"
"Don't you worry—if I wanted to murder you, I would have made it so already. I want you, Michael. I need a new mate," the shadow werewolf finally revealed her true intention to him.
All the chasing and all the battles, could it truly only be for this sole mating reason?
The dark beast was after him because she wished to have him.