Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved

Jennifer's POV:

Oh my God! How could Prince Anthony stand behind me to shield me from the bullet? Didn't he know that it was a silver bullet? Didn't he understand the damage that a silver bullet would do to a werewolf? Once hit by it, a werewolf was likely to die on the spot.

"Mr.Jones, are you okay?"

Seeing the wound on his arm made me inhale sharply, and my hands reached out in a hurry to hold him.

"You are bleeding."

If he had gotten shot by an ordinary bullet, his injury wouldn't have been this serious.

For werewolves, silver bullets could do deadly damage.

Anthony's drained of color, and he fell into my arms.

When he saw that I was fine, his lips curved up into a small smile.

"It's good that you are fine."

After uttering these words in a shaky, barely audible voice, he fainted.

My eyes turned red and my heart ached.

I choked with sobs.

The vampires who were about to retreat surrounded us again after seeing that Anthony was injured.

They held their pistols and stared at us coldly, waiting for the opportunity to kill both of us.

In the face-off, a bolt of lightning streaked through the sky, followed by the rumble of thunder.

The next moment, heavy rain poured down from the heavens.

I had to protect Anthony, so I couldn't turn into the form of a wolf now.

Holding Anthony with one arm and a pistol in my other, I stood in the rain facing a group of vicious vampires.

As if making up their minds at the same time, those vampires charged forward in unison.

Their eyes shone with a murderous glint.

I tried my best to keep calm.

Holding Anthony tightly to make sure that he didn't fall, I desperately pulled the trigger of the pistol, shooting bullet after bullet at the onslaught of vampires.

They grimaced and fell to the ground one by one.

I roared wildly in the rain as I shot at them, ignoring the blood splattering violently on me.

Since they had dared to hurt the prince, I would let them pay the price.

This single thought filled my mind, making me go berserk and fight ruthlessly with my enemies.

I didn't know if I looked more like a devil from hell, or a lunatic desperately hanging on for dear life.

But after a while, the fierce battle finally came to an end.

I had single-handedly taken down all the vampires, but my whole body was drenched with blood.

My shoulders heaved up and down as I tried to catch my breath.

I looked at the corpses lying all over the ground and sneered.

I turned around and

carry him on my back as I traveled through the forest, albeit

pouring down with great

us as soon as possible and check his

took, I left a deep footprint

full-grown male on my back was such a struggle that veins stood out on my forehead, and

I finally stumbled upon a

might be more vampires lurking nearby, so the cave was a

least I could temporarily

cave, I set him down on

cave was neither too

for the two of

was covered with weeds, and the raised slate was the only

the slate in wet clothes, and his handsome

"I'm sorry, Mr.Jones,"

as I began to take his

is the only way I can prevent your

it was all the more dangerous for him to continue

sick, his injury

quickly took off all his

I tore the driest part of his clothes and wrapped his wound

from nearby and started

temperature in the cave

the fire,

so well-maintained that there was not an ounce of extra fat on his

skin shone attractively in the dim light, and his chest and abdomen muscles looked

my eyes wandered downward, I saw something that made me let

so big! Startled, I quickly tore my

was pounding hard

you

forehead was practically burning.He must have a

"Cold..."

only word Anthony was able to muster between

eyes were still closed, and his long eyelashes

took a closer look and found that his whole body was trembling slightly,

to the fire,

He just kept shivering.

the cold could

how much I thought about it, there was only one idea that I had to

was still

vampires appeared, we would be dead

we couldn't go out, I had no choice but to warm him

down completely, sat on the large

most primitive, yet the most effective way

matter of life or death, I couldn't care about

I couldn't help

emanating from every inch of

having

he

no idea what

are you feeling

pass the heat in my body

question, he wrapped his arms

was unconscious, but the scene in front of my eyes

it pressed against my bare

fair skin gradually turned

wanted to push