Book of Curses (The Renning Chronicles) by L.D. Hutchinson Read Free Book Online Page B

going on I heard a crack, and screams of pain and whimpers.
     
    When I looked again I saw fur sprouting, fingers growing longer than they'd been, and leg's morphing into haunches. Then several of them turned into some kind of wolves, ones of different shapes, colors and sizes. At least, I thought they were wolves, until they stood up on their hind legs and looked like something straight out of a horror movie. Lycans, Werewolves… yeah we're screwed.
     
    “Dolphus, Eyloff, Lupus, Felan, take them away now!” Z’ev turned, shouting the order as fast as he could before his body started to change, making the words come out in a weird gurgling noise.
     
    “Forgive us, please.” Arily spoke to us, changing into her form and moving next to Z'ev. The only ones who hadn't changed were the Teenagers and Children.
     
    They charged forward with jaws snapping viciously, several of them howling like there would be no tomorrow, and many growling as if they were going to kill anything that got in their way. I stood still, staring at them wide-eyed and confused. This wasn't normal; this can't be real.
     
    My attention diverted when I noticed that there was movement by us. I turned my head to see three men and a woman walking up to us at a fast pace. I wanted to jump away. After what I'd just seen I think anyone would be frightened.
     
    “Sexier when they’re human aren’t they?” One asked a big grin on his face. “I’d tap any of them boys as long as they’ve got a nice package on them, if you know what I mean.”
     
    “Dolphus!” The woman turned to him, snapping as she narrowed her eyes on him, and he only held his hands up in defense.
     
    I stared at him blankly. This was beyond strange now. Was he talking about sleeping with one of the guys? So he was gay? I just stared at him, mouth agape and realized that one of the people who were here to help us was a gay werewolf. Right, normal.
     
    “Come, we must move fast.” My eyes shifted, and I looked at another man. He was older and different looking than the others, so he'd be easier to tell apart I thought. But man, did he seem pissed off.
     
    “That’d be General Eyloff, sexy as can be, but hellishly rude.” The one the girl had called Dolphus explained, shrugging his shoulders.  “General, the stables I presume”
     
    “Sigh, so he doesn’t kill you, yes Dolphus.”
     
    “Ah, well thank you Lupus.” Dolphus grinned brightly at the other man, before looking over at the girl and winking at her. She looked disgusted and snarled at him.
     
    So, that would've meant that she was Felan. I looked her over. She was shorter than I was, but I could see the ripple of muscle under her skin every now and then. Her hair was cut short and an odd caramel color, and there were three rigid scars on her face on the left side.
     
    She was wearing long leather pants with a belt across them, boots and a short-sleeved shirt. Her eyes were a golden colored and piercing when she looked at you; it made you mentally cringe every time.
     
    The one they kept calling Dolphus was well over six-foot tall with short spiky looking dark- brown hair . He had bright green eyes that almost glowed. The shirt he wore had no sleeves revealing a lion tattoo that sat on his right upper shoulder and seemed to move when his muscles tensed and relaxed.
     
    His skin was lightly tanned, but looked extremely dark compared to his light-colored  clothes that clung tightly to his body outlining every muscle. There was a small scar at the base of his neck on the left side, the shirt covered it, for the most part, but it showed sometimes.
     
    Lupus moved up to Eyloff quickly, pulling the man off to the side and talking to him silently. I caught a good look at him and realized he was almost identical to Dolphus, which meant they had to be brothers or related. The only noticeable difference was that his hair was longer and lighter in color.
     
    “So um, why is it you’re all fully clothed but those