Evening time in a forest.
Deep inside the forest, where even sunlight doesn't reach during the day, there was a massive prison spread across several kilometers. Around it were numerous police officers and guards, as if the world's most dangerous criminal was confined there.
The prison's boundary walls were extremely high with no roof above. Not far from it, there was a quarters where the forest officers lived.
Inside the prison, in one corner, a man was sitting. Despite the cold, he was drenched in sweat. He was wearing only black lower pants, sitting with one leg folded while the other stretched out. His head was bowed down, and his hands rested on either side. He was panting heavily.
If someone looked closely, they would notice blood dripping from his mouth, staining his lips. His eyes were an intense green. He was incredibly handsome, standing over 6 feet tall, close to 7 feet. His complexion was dusky, and his muscular, bodybuilder-like physique had defined abs that would tempt any woman to touch them. As attractive as he appeared on the outside, his inner darkness was undeniable.
Thick chains bound his neck, hands, and legs — heavy chains, wrapped tightly all over him.
Suddenly, he lifted his head and gazed at the setting sun. As the sun sank lower, his eyes began turning red, his teeth grew sharper, and strange tremors shook his entire body, causing him visible pain, evident from his facial expressions.
Suddenly, one of the chains broke with a loud noise, echoing through the air. The chains were heavy and fitted with bells to sound an alarm if broken.
Outside, the forest officers and police immediately became alert.
One of the forest officers said, "We need to call them immediately. If he escapes again, it will be a big problem. Come on, let's go inside."
On the other side…
The forest was peaceful and beautiful, with the setting sun casting a serene glow. Dry leaves had fallen from the trees, making the forest even more picturesque.
A girl dressed in a white shirt and skirt, layered with a black leather jacket, had a scarf tied over her head. Her curly, golden hair flowed freely beneath it. She wore gloves on her hands and black boots that accentuated her legs. She was incredibly beautiful, her cheeks flushed red due to the cold, and her lips had turned a perfect pink. There was an innocent charm in her eyes.
She was busy taking pictures of the fallen, dry leaves. Afterward, she slowly walked toward a pond and gazed at it. From afar, she noticed a canal stream merging into the pond. Taking a position on a rock, she carefully adjusted her camera, watched the sunset, and quickly captured a beautiful shot. Smiling at the picture, she said, "Wow, Tanvi, you've taken such a great picture!"
As she admired the photo, she heard faint shouting sounds from the distance and got excited.
Looking around, she noticed a broken bridge and quickly grabbed her bag, running toward it. With small, quick steps, she carefully crossed the bridge and smiled, saying, "Maybe there's something interesting over there. I could get some great pictures from that side too."
After crossing the bridge, she ventured deeper into the forest. Suddenly, she heard the sound of bells echoing through the dense woods. It puzzled her, as the sound of bells in such a secluded forest seemed unusual.
The sound created a strange restlessness in her heart. Clutching her camera and bag tightly, she decided to follow the sound. The cold started getting to her legs, and she looked down at them, muttering, "Why did I wear this short skirt in this freezing cold? I should've worn shorts or something warmer. Why did I have to be so obsessed with looking pretty? See, Tanvi, you've messed yourself up again!"
Shivering from the cold, she kept moving forward. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart raced as she placed a hand over her chest and whispered, "Tanvi, what is happening to you?"
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself but suddenly crouched down. It felt like something had rushed past her at great speed.
She looked at her elbow, where blood was dripping from a fresh wound. Perhaps something sharp had grazed her arm. The blood was deep and heavy. She pressed her other hand against the wound near her wrist, trying to stop the bleeding.
Holding her wrist in pain, she muttered, "It hurts so much, and there's a lot of blood." Just as she said that, she suddenly felt someone rush past her again. Her heartbeat quickened even more, and an eerie sense of dread crept over her.
She stood up in fear, thinking, What is happening? I don't understand anything. Why is this happening to me? Is this forest haunted?
Saying this, she picked up her bag and slung it over her shoulder. Looking around cautiously, she started moving forward. Her legs were injured, and even her fair skin bore wounds that were bleeding. Blood dripped onto the path as she walked.
Meanwhile, forest officers armed with rifles were searching for someone. Suddenly, a loud scream from one of the officers broke the silence. Everyone turned back to see a massive, dangerous wolf holding the lifeless body of the officer in its jaws. The sight horrified the other officers, causing them to drop their guns in terror.
Within moments, the wolf brutally killed each officer, biting their necks with its sharp teeth. After killing them, it began devouring their bodies savagely.
After wreaking havoc, the wolf looked around and spotted something hanging from a tree. It moved toward it and caught the scent of sweet blood, a fragrance unlike anything it had ever encountered.
On the tree hung a small piece of white cloth. The wolf grabbed it with its mouth and looked down, noticing more drops of blood on the ground. It licked the blood with its tongue and began moving forward.
A few moments later, more vehicles, including forest jeeps, arrived at the scene. Forest officers quickly got out, and a black car pulled up. A man in a black three-piece suit, his hair neatly styled with gel, stepped out. His eyes were strikingly green, and he exuded an aura of authority.
One of the forest officers asked in surprise, "Your Majesty, what are you doing here?"
In a deep voice, the man replied, "I've come to see the state of my forest. So many officers have already been killed. We must capture that creature quickly; otherwise, many more lives will be lost."
Saying this, he got back into the car.
Meanwhile, Tanvi, limping with her injured legs, reached the riverbank and sat on a rock. Blood was still oozing from her wounds. She pressed her hand against the injury on her arm, trying to stop the bleeding. Tears streamed down her face as she closed her eyes in pain.
Suddenly, a terrifying sound pierced her ears, and she immediately opened her eyes. She looked around in fear, only to scream loudly as she stood up and began stepping back.
In front of her stood the same dangerous wolf, blood dripping from its mouth. Between its sharp teeth hung a white cloth — her scarf, stained with her blood.
Crying in fear, Tanvi said, "Oh God, where have I gotten myself into? Please save me! This kind of stuff only happens in movies." Saying this, she continued to step back, trembling with terror.
The wolf, still dripping blood from its mouth, slowly advanced toward her. The sight made it clear that the creature had recently killed someone.
Suddenly, it let out a terrifying growl that echoed through the forest. The sound made Tanvi stumble backward in fear. As she stepped back, her foot slipped, and she fell to the ground. Still on the ground, she scrambled backward, trying to distance herself from the approaching beast.
The wolf increased its pace, sprinting toward her, and within moments, it pounced on her. It grabbed her with its clawed hands—hands that strangely resembled those of a human, yet it was not human at all. It moved almost like a man.
Tanvi was shocked beyond belief. Her body trembled with fear. In the wolf's eyes, there was only a reflection of Tanvi. This creature was far larger than an ordinary wolf, so massive that Tanvi barely reached its knees.
The stench of blood emanated from the wolf's mouth and body, which Tanvi found utterly repulsive. Her fear intensified with every passing second.
Tears streamed down her face as she looked helplessly at the beast. Suddenly, two of her teardrops fell onto the wolf's tongue because its head was lowered, and its tongue was slightly sticking out.
An unusual expression flickered across Tanvi's face before she fainted.
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A few hours later, Tanvi slowly opened her eyes. She felt an unexpected warmth. It seemed as if someone had draped a warm blanket over her, but it felt sticky and damp.
As she blinked and looked around, she realized that large, muscular hands were wrapped around her waist. The veins in the hands were prominent, and the fingers were long and slender. Nervously, Tanvi placed her small hands over those large ones.
Frightened, she lifted her head and turned around to see a pair of glowing green eyes and a stunningly handsome face.
She was completely stunned. For a few moments, she even forgot how to breathe. The young man before her was breathtakingly beautiful. Despite the cold, he was barely dressed, wearing only black lower pants. Tanvi was sitting on his lap, and he held her securely in his strong arms.
She made no effort to escape from his hold and simply kept staring at his face. The young man, meanwhile, moved one hand from her waist and placed it gently on her injured white legs. He slowly ran his hand up to the wound.
Suddenly, he touched the blood on her wound, brought it to his mouth, and licked it off his fingers.
Seeing this, Tanvi was utterly terrified. She screamed loudly in horror.
Meanwhile, not far from there, several jeeps were parked, including the black car. A forest officer approached the king and said, "Your Majesty, we just heard a girl scream. He must have caught a girl—he's going to kill her! We need to get there immediately."
Hearing this, the king responded, "Yes, I had a feeling he would do something. We must go there at once."
On the other side, the handsome young man suddenly lifted Tanvi from his lap and threw her to the ground. Crawling toward her feet, he grabbed her beautiful legs and brought his face close to the wound on her thigh, where blood was still oozing. He pressed his warm lips to her skin and began drinking the blood.
The sensation of his warm lips and breath against her thigh sent a strange shiver through Tanvi's entire body. She was overwhelmed by conflicting emotions of fear and bewilderment.
What will happen next? Who is that wolf? Why hasn't he killed Tanvi yet? Will Tanvi be able to escape from the wolf? Will the king and the forest officers be able to find them? And what does the wolf truly want with Tanvi?
Stay tuned to read this thrilling and mysterious story!
Meanwhile, not far from there, several jeeps were parked, including the black car. A forest officer approached the king and said, "Your Majesty, we just heard a girl scream. He must have caught a girl—he's going to kill her! We need to get there immediately."
Hearing this, the king responded, "Yes, I had a feeling he would do something. We must go there at once."
On the other side, the handsome young man suddenly lifted Tanvi from his lap and threw her to the ground. Crawling toward her feet, he grabbed her beautiful legs and brought his face close to the wound on her thigh, where blood was still oozing. He pressed his warm lips to her skin and began drinking the blood.
The sensation of his warm lips and breath against her thigh sent a strange shiver through Tanvi's entire body. She was overwhelmed by conflicting emotions of fear and bewilderment.
What will happen next? Who is that wolf? Why hasn't he killed Tanvi yet? Will Tanvi be able to escape from the wolf? Will the king and the forest officers be able to find them? And what does the wolf truly want with Tanvi?
Stay tuned to read this thrilling and mysterious story!