The Undercover Luna

The Undercover Luna

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Introduction

There's a new Wolf Pack around the Bright Moon Pack. Their Alpha is very powerful, they're called bloodthirsty Wolves, and they're also a Pack of Rouge. This was a threat to Bright Moon, but the wolves sent out many seekers to search for them, but all failed. Ava went undercover as the Wolf doctor to gather intelligence on Blue Moon, but she found out that the Wolf pack was not what the rumor had it. During a pack run, they were attacked. "She is a traitor to the pack!" Edna Shouting. Alpha Aaron's eyes were red and he raised a dagger and stabbed Ava in the shoulder......

Chapter 1

Ava's POV

  The forest is sleeping, no wind, and will not move, while the countless ancient trees split the entire sky into small patches of golden light. When the wind blows, they sway slightly to fall a light shadow.

  With the sun and wind running through my hair along with me, I have to admit that the sun is indeed a reassuring presence.

  "Ava,Ava ......" I heard my wolf Fog calling my name.

  This caused me to slow down in response to her. "What is it?"

  "Your fur seems to be glowing hey. They're usually reddish-brown, but now the light shines on your body and it shines like gold."

  "When you put it like that, it looks like I'm turning into a cheesecake." I said with a big smile. "...... with maple syrup drizzled on top."

  "No, I don't like maple syrup. But then again, why don't you get more sun, the wolves do when they're not training, you should go too. Your fur is just like mine, and it must all look better than theirs ......"

  Fog was chattering away in my head with her great theories about how great it is to be in the sun.

  That's how she is, no matter what time she can say her own and say it happily. It's a little too lively compared to other wolves.

  But that's what I like about her. Most of the time, her small voice brings me warmth and comfort.

  "...... I'm sure you'll be very inviting won't you, Mrs Tamerla even said she'd make you ten or eight dresses."

  Seeing that the topic was getting off track, I finally couldn't help but ask her to stop.

  "Okay Fog, that's not the point. Tell me how far away the Blue Moon Pack is now."

  It was silent for a while. I know it must be listening quietly to the movement around it now.

  "About three miles."

  It didn't sound too far, and at my speed I could be there in 12 or 13 minutes at most. What I should be thinking about now is how I should blend into the Blue Moon Pack.

  It's not a good idea to get right up close and personal. The Blue Moon Pack is made up of a bunch of rouges that, to put it more harshly, I think are basically as inhumane as their Alpha.

  A breeze blew along with a faint smell of blood, and the leaves rattled above my head.

  I slowed down a bit, carefully to catch some complex smells in the air, they seemed like a mixture of many smells, the unpleasant smell of blood, and the pungent smell of decomposing bodies.

  I moved on, while my mind raced.

  The distance is getting shorter and the smell is becoming more and more obvious. Suddenly, I stopped in my tracks ......

  There is no mistake, that is the flavor.

  My most familiar flavor.

  Whether as a child or as an adult, this smell can make the sweat hairs on my neck stand up again and again.

  It is as strong as a strong wine that empties the stomach, yet is as mellow as the darkness of the night.

  It's frightening, yet impossible to ignore.

  It represents death.

  I heard Fog's low gasp, and it obviously smelled it too, and we both knew what that meant.

  I closed my eyes and carefully identified the direction from which the smell was wafting.

  It's right in front, but not directly in front, it's a little more to the left. It's about ...... ten o'clock.

  I slowly arch my spine, sharp nails shrink in from the front of my palm, the hair recedes to expose my skin, and the next step is a necessary part of the transformation. I tilted my head back, exposing my neck, and the bones began to tremble extremely violently with the jerking, then snapped together one by one. I heard a series of crunching sounds from my spine, they were so crisp and pleasing to the ear, but they also hurt.

  The good thing is that such pains have become habitual over a period of several years. Every werewolf goes through them and then treats them as essential exercises to move their muscles in order to grow better.

  Heart in the process of shrinking brings a little tingling sensation, I turn the shoulder joints to make them more flexible, feel the boiling blood in the veins calm down slowly flow, and then the next is the legs and feet ......

  They have now stepped on the thick fallen leaves, which are like a huge plush carpet that can make the sound of your footsteps imperceptible.

  I crept closer, through a thicker thicket of trees.

  If I'm right, there should be a clearing after this bush, and the smell of blood is coming from there.

  But so far there have been no unusual noises, which makes my tense nerves relax a little. At least this means that for the time being there is no danger to fight.

  But I didn't expect this. The moment after stepping into the bushes was almost the most shocking scene I've ever seen for the first time in my life.

  Blood, blood is like a piece of silk from the East, black and brown spread on the ground, light through the leaves shining on it that texture makes my brain buzz instantly, I subconsciously stared at the eyes.

  In the center of the blood pool was a white wolf of huge size, its snow-white fur was dyed bright red.

  All around it, the bodies of mastodons torn into unlikeable piles were scattered in piles, and I couldn't imagine what it had encountered to fight so tough.

  I even saw a few adult bears in that pile of bodies!

  Their necks are torn open by sharp claws, revealing bright red muscles and white tendons.

  Adult bears hunt by brute force, in addition to the horrific bite force, their sturdy limbs exert a force that even I have some difficulty fighting, let alone more than one.

  The five sharp nails on the bear's forepaws allow them to rip through the fur and skin of any animal.

  And now, they are torn open throat and bite through the belly lying quietly on the ground as a corpse.

  I've completely lost all intention of trying to see if these things are still alive. Whether that white wolf is dead or not. I should all leave here immediately. This is the basic vigilance as a werewolf.

  Even if I'm a wolf pack doctor.

  But the moment I turned around to leave, I heard a low gasp from behind me, accompanied by the sound of wind in my ears.

  Just for a moment, I was not able to take two steps out of the way before I was pounced on by a huge object and crushed to the ground.

  It was the white wolf that was lying on the ground not knowing whether it was alive or dead.

  He's actually alive?

  His two front paws then held down my hand and a big, hot, wet tongue licked up my cheek, leaving sticky saliva.

  Oh my God, this feeling is so disgusting!

  I involuntarily stirred my legs and tried to kick him down. But this action seemed to anger him. His big wet nose twitched viciously and he lifted a front paw and scratched down at my neck.

  I deflected my neck to avoid his fatal claw, while feeling strange in my heart.

  In normal words, if a blow is missed, as a werewolf instinctively should back off and find another opportunity to strike. But this white wolf was like a madman, a paw could not scratch me, and pounced on me fiercely.

  This is definitely something wrong. But the situation was too urgent to think about it. I struggled to dodge his next attack, and with my right hand, I fished out a needle from my body and stuck it in the back of his neck.

  This injection, which I researched last month and haven't had a chance to use it for experimentation on other werewolves, prevents werewolves from turning into wolves for at least an hour.

  The good news is that the effect was not bad, and after one shot, he was clearly not as strong. He staggered back two steps, then collapsed, his fur receding and turning into his human form.

  I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did I bother to get up and look at this crazy werewolf.

  He was quietly lying sideways on the ground, with a head of silver hair, shining very brightly in the daylight.

  His features are almost the most delicate I've ever seen, with a high nose, red lips, and a pair of eyelashes that are thick and thin on his tightly closed eyes, just like two fans.

  If I met such a person in normal times, I would seriously admire his face.

  But now ......

  I hadn't made up my mind, the next second the man lying still had risen quickly and lunged at me again.

  He frowned, his eyes were full of red blood, and the face that I had just praised in my heart was all grumpy, biting my lips while the other hand began to tear up my clothes in a very dishonest way.

  Fuck!

  No need to sympathize with this kind of people at all, it's useless to be good-looking!

  I bent my knees and pushed upward, and I saw him shake and his muscles stiffen. I took the opportunity to roll away and fumble around in my coat pocket to see if there was a potion I could use.

  But the next second, a fist came straight at the back of my head.

  Obviously, this guy has been enraged from his rut state.

  A wave of anger bubbled up in me, and I took two steps back to avoid his killing move, bending down and charging straight towards him.

  But helplessly, even in wolf form I can't seem to completely overpower him.

  This guy was simply born to fight.

  Every move and every stance was perfect and impeccable, and even though he had already had a fight before, it didn't seem to affect his stamina at all. I can't count how many times I've been held down by him.

  But he was no better, that handsome face already had a few blood marks from my wolf claws.

  My physical strength in the long fight has not much left, once again lying on the ground only to find that the woods have gradually dimmed down, but to my surprise, he did not immediately pounce on this time, but walked slowly.

  It was as if I was already expected to be unable to resist.

  I was lying on the floor looking at him, holding a needle in my hand.

  This is the last drug I could find, and I don't know what it does, but if he dares to come over, I'll stick it in him.

  However, the next second, I watched as he swayed and fell headlong next to me.

  In the last moment before my vision went black, I struggled to reach forward and hooked my hand around his neck and pinched my fingers on his veins. This was my last chance to defeat him before he woke up.

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