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 left with

him on my back as I traveled through the forest,

rain was still pouring down with great

shelter for us as soon as possible

took, I left a deep footprint in the

a struggle that veins stood out on my forehead, and I had to grit my

a long walk, I finally stumbled

that there might be more vampires lurking nearby, so

I could temporarily avoid

prince into the cave, I set him

neither too big nor

just big enough for the two of

ground was covered with weeds, and the raised slate was

in wet clothes, and his handsome face was

"I'm sorry, Mr.Jones,"

began

only way I can prevent your condition from

he was injured, it was all the more dangerous for him to continue wearing these

fell sick, his injury might

quickly took off all his clothes, including

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

nearby and started

the cave rose

of the fire, I could clearly see

that there was not an ounce of extra fat on his

dim light, and his chest and abdomen muscles looked

saw something that made

big! Startled, I quickly tore my

pounding

do you

forehead.His forehead was practically burning.He must have a

"Cold..."

was

were still closed, and his long eyelashes quivered over

his whole

the fire,

He just kept shivering.

the cold could leave irreversible effects on

it, there was only one idea that

still

if more vampires appeared,

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

down completely, sat on the

the most primitive, yet the most effective way to warm

of life or death,

help

emanating

having a high

he kept shivering

had no idea

you

tighter, trying to pass the heat in my body

arms around

in

it pressed against my bare chest, it seemed to

fair skin gradually

wanted to push his face