Pampered By The Cold Panther Alpha

d Autumn from the dept

g in a bed of damp ferns, the air t

g metal, echoed through the dens

ration. This was instinct, honed over a decade of survival in a world that had tried to kill her every sin

an, not quite animal, tore through th

. Her energy reserves, the wellspring of her power, were almost completely

sive, moss-covered tree and peere

a creature resembling a praying mantis, as large as a truck, l

ack combat gear. One of them had an arm that was no

Earth. These people could partially transform into

weak. Po

rs of a wolf, lifted his head and scanned the s

breath, melting

t clearly high. A direct confrontation would be suicide. This was a

ng into the Beastfiend's carcass. They extracte

ader. He caught it, his cold eyes sweeping the forest, and for a hear

pressive aura

been

She suppressed every flicker of her own power, every ounce of killing intent she

group. Each head snarled, dripping saliva, its eye

n her final seconds. Even facing S-class Infecte

g would only trigger t

e. Four cold, merciless eyes stared down a

body to tremble, to lock up in a

ming with manufactured tears of fear and confu

growl rumbled in its chests. It

whistle. The hound hesitated, then took

rm began to shift, to morph. The massive beast diss

into her mind again, but her f

ides confident and heavy. Each step radiated an

f her, his shadow com

blood and smoke on him, the smell o

lines, perfecting her role f

blue eyes devoid of emotion, as if h

face level with hers. His voice was a

are