The Silver Wolf’s Revenge

I shouldn't be seeing this

Dark thick blood pulsed through the connected tubes, flowing into each person as they growled in eager anticipation. Their bones began to crack, signaling the start of their transformation. The room boomed with the sound of shifting, the air thick with cracking sounds, reshaping.

Within moments, they were not just werewolves but unnaturally enormous beasts. Wild, bigger, and stronger monsters, the perfect monsters worthy of my father’s approval.

But this was an accomplishment we already achieved. The problem wasn't creating them, it was controlling them. Once they shifted, the super-werewolves lost all obedience and became savage beasts, attacking anyone who crossed their paths.

That’s why Valerie’s blood was important. Before shifting, they needed it to follow orders and after going on a mission, they needed another dose to turn human again.

My father hated this. He wanted super-werewolves who were independent and took orders without having to rely on Valerie’s blood like an addiction. He needed a permanent solution.

Years of experiments, years of constant failure. Only Valerie’s blood worked. Today, we gathered for yet another test, my father’s latest hope.

The super-werewolves shifted, their glowing fierce eyes locked on Dr. Charles. The room was silent, thick with immense tension.

“Now, HOWL!” Dr. Charles ordered. The werewolves responded in perfect harmony, the chorus roared shaking the room.

Relief flickered across Dr. Charles’ face, the tension on our side of the room easing slightly but my father? He didn't move, didn't blink.

“Now, shift back!” Dr. Charles ordered again.

This was it, if they shifted back to human form without another dose of Valerie’s blood…

Muscles ripped, bones snapped, the werewolves were shifting back, their massive bodies shrinking, their features morphing. Gradually, they stood as humans.

A collective sigh of relief swept through the room but my father’s expression was still a mystery.

Mr Charles turned to my father, a smile spreading across his face, awaiting his approval. My father’s lips curled slightly and for the first time in a long time, I saw my father smile.

Another collective sigh of relief swept the room, the shoulders of the guards around us, easing and their fingers relaxing. We did it.

Dr Charles couldn't contain his excitement, “The final phase is complete. The experiment is a success!” He exclaimed.

Then…

A loud cough…

Followed by another. A deep, foul sound, like something emerging from within a body that had long since lost its sense of self. It shattered the happy moment.

My heart skipped, “No…no…no..” I found myself whispering.

The werewolves began to shift back to beasts but this was different. Bones cracked but not with the normalcy of werewolf transformation, but with the horrific irregularity of something being shattered beyond repair.

Their bodies were deforming, muscles twisting like melted wax, patches of fur falling away to expose raw, oozing flesh beneath. Chaos broke in the hall as the mutated werewolves howled in pain, their bodies writhing.

One of them, a massive werewolf, now turned into a twisted caricature of what it once was, raised its head, its eyes fiercely locked on Dr Charles.

Half of its body remained human but disfigured, the other half was a horrific sight. Its jaws widened, one eye bulging out, blood-soaked and distorted.

Dr Charles stared in sheer horror, slowly backing away as the beast fought with its chain, its eyes still locked on Dr Charles.

“Help me!” Dr Charles scrambled for the door, his fingers scratching at the keypad.

*ACCESS DENIED*

He turned around and stumbled to the glass window that separated us from the lab, his palms slamming against the strong glass and his face filled with terror, “Alpha, please! HELP ME!”

Nobody moved, no one dared. Everyone’s face was soaked in disbelief and shock except for my father. His expression was that of anger, raw rage that made his face shift from wolf to human, glaring at the disastrous outcome of the experiment.

A guard stepped forward, “Sir, should I open the door?” he stuttered as he held his gun, his eyes blinking from my father to the disaster happening before us.

My father’s response was swift and merciless. With a single quick move, his hand pierced the guard’s chest like a knife, ribs fracturing, tendons breaking.

He pulled back as fast as he went in, his fingers carrying the guard’s heart which was still beating, still fighting as if it hadn't yet realized it was dead. Life slipped from the guard and with his eyes widened, he slumped to the floor with a hard thud.

A snarl pierced through the air and the deformed abomination had finally freed itself alongside others. It lunged at Dr Charles, tearing him apart.

The creatures howled in rage and pain, some slamming the door while others slammed against the observation window, their eyes burning with hatred that went beyond animal hunger.

My father stormed towards the entrance door, his voice a lash of command, thundering through the chaos,

“BURN THEM ALL!!”

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Elena’s POV

“Yes… daddy… Yes, like that…Right there!” Paige moaned at the back of the school library during the break period.

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I was at my favorite corner at the back of the library to read my romance book when I heard noises and footsteps walking towards where I was.

My heart skipped as I quickly hid and watched from a small hole in the wall to see who they were.

It was Paige, Jesse, and Emily. Emily was Paige’s loyal sidekick. Paige called her bestie, why wouldn’t she be? She did everything Paige told her to do, a dumb follower who walked in Paige’s shadow.

“Fantastic, just what I needed,” I murmured as they sat down on the seats, giggling and laughing.

This hidden area of the school was my sanctuary. It faced the thickest part of the woods and nobody dared to come here even during breaks. It was rumored that students who went missing in school were taken here but it didn’t scare me.

I took a school stool and brought it here months ago, claiming the area as my own. Every break time, I’d come here and read my favorite books, allowing the words to whisk me away to alternate realities, letting me forget the boring routine of my everyday life.

But today, Paige decided to ruin the best part of my day. As I continued to look at them, suddenly, Jesse turned Paige roughly, pushing her against the school seat.

She giggled, bracing herself as he yanked up her skirt, revealing her bare skin. My eyes widened as I gasped. “This beautiful i***t wasn't wearing any panties?” I thought to myself.

I should have immediately stopped looking but I didn't… I couldn't.

Then Emily knelt and unbuckled Jesse’s pants, her fingers working Jesse’s belt like an expert. His c**k sprang free, thick and hard, it sent shivers down my spine. With one swift move, he thrust into Paige from behind.

Paige let out a loud moan, her body vibrating as he drove into her. His fingers pressed into her soft ass as he held her hips and a low groan escaped his lips. His thrusts were rough and wild as he tilted his head back, eyes half-closed in pleasure.

Emily had settled into a seat opposite them, her legs wide open and her fingers dipped into her wet inner walls, her eyes locked on the pair as she moaned in ecstasy.

I knew I shouldn't be watching this but I couldn't stop. Jesse’s body… the way his sweaty muscles flexed with each thrust, his movements smooth and wild, made me wet. I pressed my thighs together as my cheeks flushed with shame and desire.

“Yes, baby… f**k me harder!” Paige moaned, her voice soaked with longing.

Then Travis walked in.

He stood frozen on sighting them, his eyes widened in shock as his face twisted. Disgust curled his lips as though he just tasted something bitter and the words tore through his throat, vile and irritated,

“What the f**k?!”