Hybrid Hunting - Mariana Mendoza (web ebook reader .TXT) 📗

Once I’m over with you, you’ll be thinking I’m Chucky.” I told him.
He laughed. I didn’t like people laughing at my threats. He jumped towards me again but this time he went completely snake on me. And he was faster than I had anticipated.
I ducked and then grabbed his tail and my claws bit into his dirt brown scales. The fast that his clay skin was slimy and cold to the touch almost freaked the mother fuckers out of me. He hissed in pain and I noticed that blood began oozing out of the claw holes I had made.
He turned around quickly, using its tail to wrap himself around me. I had to use brute strength to keep myself up. This guy was twenty times as large as a normal snake and a thousand tons heavy.
“ Well aren’t you a fat snake. What have you been eating, thunderbird eggs?” I asked him.
He hissed in anger.
I growled in return as I turned ourselves toward the sink and the wet towel. He began to contract me. The feeling wasn’t really good because he was also squeezing hell’s worms inside me. I didn’t feel them move but I began to feel their anger. Yeah, for once in my poor little life, I had to agree with satan’s fetuses inside me. This shitless, eggs and balls eating shitter had to get his tail whooped.
I grabbed him by the neck as soon as I saw that he was going to strike me. I had barely caught it with my right hands. I contracted his airway but that only made him angrier. His snake face was very close to me, its mouth opening wide, letting me see his gigantic fangs and his bad breath.
“ I think you’ve been confusing eggs with owl pellets and horse shit.” I told him, making a disgusted face. He lunged at me again, this time, squeezing me at the same time.
I felt and saw a little red just then. I used my left hand, grabbed the wet cloth, and threw it in his face and throat. He hissed at me and squeezed me harder. it was getting harder and harder to breathe but I held my conscious like I would hold Satan’s red ass so that he wouldn’t be able to throw me in a pit of black hell fire.
I then got the salt and uncapped it. I was still glaring at the cold blooded tailhole.
“ I know something snakes hate.” I told him.
“ Yeah, and whats that? You?” he asked, mocking horror. I glared at him again.
“ No,” And I threw him the huge container of salt in his eyes, face, and neck. He uncoiled himself from me and backed away, hissing at me the whole time.
“ You short little bitch.” he hissed at me, trying to take the salt away. But the salt was drying both the water and his skin quickly. His eyes must have been burning because the scales that had been touched by the salt was slowly cracking and looking really bad. I smiled cynically.
“ Oh, dude, you have made the worst mistake of your life.”
I jumped up and ran towards him. I landed on its what I was guessing was his zest and began to punch him, hard. Since he was snake, he couldn’t really protect himself. I was seeing a lot more read as each punch connected with some part of his skull. At this point I was seeing red and I felt my control and judgement slip away from me. I felt the guy shift but that didn’t stop me from punching the shit out of him. He then used what seemed to be most of his strength to push me away. I sat back a little, my legs loosening a little by my involuntary movement. That must have been enough for him because he pushed himself far from my grasp.
“ Don’t ever call me short, you mother fucker.” I growled at the guy as I stood up to walk towards him slowly. He got himself to where the sunlight was shining. I didn’t care and just kept going. I was about to step into the sun’s rays when I felt hands pulling me back. I struggled to be let free. I growled and scratched at the arms that held me.
I glared ferociously at the snake piece of shit as he looked up at me, frightened.
“ Don’t you ever call me short you motherfucker.” I yelled at him, my voice was lower than I would have liked but I didn’t care because I wanted to kill this boy. I could barely hear anyone else but some part of me made me listen to the words that one of my boys said.
“ This is your only chance I’ll give you because next time I’ll let her kill you. And tell Master that next time he brings his pets to attack us, we’ll kill them all.”
I growled, wanting to kill this son of a hell’s shit but the arms didn’t let me go. I growled louder and faced up to the sky and howled in frustration.
“ Better leave now before I let her go.” The same voice said.
I watched as the snake shifted and began to slither away. I growled louder.
“ Let me go!”
My voice was lower than ever but that didn’t stop me.
Yes,
Anger
Rage
Fight

I tried to pry the hands off but that didn’t work.
“ She’s being taken control over. Her emotions are way out of hand.” I heard a female voice said.
I stopped and turned around to face the owner of the voice.
Meave.
I stalked towards her, pushing my holder away from me, seeing redder than ever.
“ You” I said.
She looked at me and took a couple of steps back, wary.
Big mistake.
I walked to her and didn’t stop, no one bothering to stop me.
“ How dare you let your brother’s goons come after me and my guys.”
Her shocked face didn’t register anything to me but just made me angrier.
“ I didn’t tell anyone where you…”
I didn’t let her keep talking. I used both my vampire and werewolf speed and slammed her to the wall, almost breaking the wall. I snarled at her and held her by the neck, pushing her off of the ground and into the air. She began to struggle.
“ Do you know what your brother did to me? He made my life a living hell, a living nightmare. He raped me and beat me. I want blood; I want revenge. He’s going to pay for my pain with his life.” I whispered to her.
Four pairs of hands grabbed me by the waist and pulled me back. I growled as my hands tried to swipe the witch. My claws missed and only cut parts of her hair. I growled and howled in rage and struggled, clawing again at the people holding me back.
And then I felt something inside me whine, making me stop. I felt another presence inside me along with sister wolf.
Marco.
They were both whining at me, wanting me to stop. But I didn’t want to. I wanted to stay mad and get my vengeance and make anyone in my way pay for what had been done to me.
Nina, calm down. I don’t want you to die.
Sister wolf was shining trying to console me with her love and her scent, my scent, around me. Then Marco also blanketed me with his loyalty and love and devotion and worry. He was shining a little bit.
I tried to calm myself down, for them but something else wasn’t letting me. I knew it was the demons because they were hissing and telling me what they wanted me to do and what they wanted me to feel. I placed both hands in my head and used my mental strength to push them away. They didn’t want to and It seemed that they had been getting stronger. Fuck me and lock me.
“ Help” I whispered out loud.
I smelled Marco’s scent around me and felt his presence trying to open our bond wider so that he could venture to my head to help me. Everything that made me a survivor, and a wolf screamed out that I should close the bond. But I wasn’t strong enough and I needed all the help I could get. I let him in my mind, letting him feel my emotions and letting him feel the battle that was going inside my head. Sister wolf also came to me and gave me half of her strength that was meant to be used as a last resort to any battle.
With that, I began to push the demons away. I pushed them all out, little by little until they were gone and angry. But I wasn’t out of danger yet. The worms moved inside me, making me throw up all over the place, almost taking my body into dark unconsciousness.
I felt my two boys around me, hugging me with all their warmth and support. I held onto consciousness again like a piece of string that was being held with a las thread and a mouse using its tail power to get the cheese and stay alive.
Once they stopped moving, I fell to the ground and gasped. My eyes burned, wanting me to tear up and cry for a very long time. I didn’t let myself. I wasn’t going to cry again, not since back in the mountains where Jace was.
“ Why is she like this? It wasn’t as bad last time.” I recognized Evin’s voice say.
“ The demons fed on her strong emotions and used her pain to control her.” Melissa said.
“ yeah, we already saw that very clearly, twice.”
“ Meave, I didn’t know you had another brother who was a psychopath.” Melissa said.
Melissa’s words froze me to place. I mustered enough strength to speak.
“ You have another brother beside Master.”
I was going to die. A bitch witch who was crazy and loved to screw with my head, an unknown brother, and Master who’s brain was a door unhinged and about to break off into complete insanity. I would have loved to see him in a loon bin, feeling crazy and frightened of all the terror I would make him for payback of all the years of torture.
“ So did you tell your brother or not?” Evin asked, angry.
Meave glared at him, angry. “ No, I didn’t. I haven’t seen Eddie in twenty years.”
So his name was Eddie. That was the dumbest name that they could have put on the kid. It was no wonder he had gone crazy.
“ How do we know you aren’t lying?” Marco asked.
Meave stared at Marco as if he was the stupidest person in the world. I had to agree with her in that one, unfortunately.
“ If I did, you would have smelled it, wolf, and I’m not lying because my younger brother and I hated him the moment he killed our parents just because they wouldn’t give him their book of forbidden magic.” she said, crossing her arms.
I could feel the truth and pain in her words. I stopped glaring at her, slightly and asked her something, wanting Evin and Marco to shut their mouths up so they wouldn’t ruin my chance of getting the damn hell worms