Hunter's Blood Special Edition (Cursed by Blood Saga)

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door,
but couldn’t get it open. She was trapped.
    Mitch lunged for her throat. “You
fucking bitch! If you won’t help us, then I’ll kill you and drain your carcass
myself!”
    Lily screamed. In a blur of speed,
Sean phased, vaulting over Mitch. Teeth bared he stood between them. With a
sneer, Mitch reeled back, phasing on the fly, as well. The two wolves hurdled
forward, snarling and with jaws snapping, their large bodies colliding in
mid-air as they fought, fur and blood flying around the room. The noise was
deafening.
    Sean grabbed Mitch by the throat, his
teeth shredding skin and clothing, before sending him crashing into the side
wall. Volkmann grabbed Rissa, pulling her out of the way, yelling for Lily to
get down. Mitch reared back, the muscles in his hind legs coiling as he
rebounded, lunging for Sean again, blood coating his massive chest.
    Rissa covered her ears, her color
draining with each snarl and yelp.
    “Can’t we stop them? They’re going to
kill each other, and it won’t change a thing,” Lily shouted her voice
desperate.
    The two wolves crashed into the
examination table. The room was in chaos, papers, broken glass and instruments
everywhere. Volkmann ordered the women to the far wall, away from the frenzy.
With the door blocked, his gaze flicked to the side cabinets and the only
option left. As best he could, the doctor crawled across the floor and grabbed
a tranquilizer gun from one of the smashed supply cabinet drawers. Fisting as
many cartridges as he could hold, Volkmann loaded the cannon, praying Sean’s
presence of mind was still intact before he pulled the trigger, aiming for
Mitch.
    The large wolf reeled back before
slumping to the ground in a silent heap. Sean’s wolf froze. Sniffing the air,
he growled, swiveling his big head in Volkmann’s direction. Gun ready, the
doctor tranquilized him next, and the alpha wolf chuffed out a soft whine
before sliding to the ground, as well.
    Volkmann’s shoulders slumped, and he
dropped the gun, the sudden quiet, unnerving. Lily glanced at Rissa who looked
as if she would pass out at any second.
    “I’m sorry, Rissa. I’ll give the Doc
as much of my blood as I can until it’s too late. Hopefully, that’ll be enough
to help you, but I can’t allow myself to be used as some sort of caged lab
rat.”
    Volkmann stood up and brushed the
debris from his knees, his eyes flicking between the two women. “Lab rat? What
are you talking about? Who said we planned cage you like an animal?”
    “I was just being figurative, Doc.
Nevertheless, I won’t let you keep me alive in that crazed state just so you
can harvest my blood.”
    Volkmann frowned. “That’s why there’s
no place for this kind of emotion in my research lab. You didn’t allow me to
finish, none of you did before this craziness erupted! While it’s true, your
blood tested positive for the pathogen, for some reason you are asymptomatic.
Your human blood is immune. All tests show your blood wouldn’t allow the
pathogen to alter your DNA. When Jerard bit you, he passed on some of his Were
traits, but not enough to activate the virus. Since you can’t phase, you have
the unique opportunity to have your own antibodies build to the point that even
if you were to become a full Were , you would never be at risk for
infection.”
    Lily looked at him in confusion. “I
don’t understand.”
    “In this instance, your blood is like
a fine wine. The longer it sits intact in your body, the better it will become.
Preliminary tests have already shown it’s a powerful antiviral. God willing, everything
will turn out fine, for everyone.”
    Rissa sobbed openly after hearing what
the doctor had to say, and Lily wrapped her arms around her in reassurance.
    The little man smiled, patting Lily’s
arm. With a wink, he jerked his head toward the larger of the two wolves just
starting to stir. “Just don’t let him turn you, yet. Give it a year. That way
we can be absolutely sure. After

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