Chapter 10: Chapter 10 Hunting and Hunted 2

"Well, looks like we have us a pretty strong puppy here for such a low level, don't you two think~?' The leader of the two said as they started to surround me.

"Call me a puppy again, asshole, and things won't end well for you three. I ain't got no beef with you, and clearly, this was my hunt, so back off before I get my guild involved." I said in a threatening way.

"Haha, that's cute. The little mutt thinks he can intimidate us when he's clearly tired from that grand little tap dance he gave us~." The dark elf said too much in my anger as I started to bare my fangs, as clearly these people didn't like werewolves.

As I tried to understand why some thugs would still try to mess with me, even when I brought a guild up with no hesitation, I soon saw why, on the leader's chest, just barely hidden by his shirt, the insignia of an infamous hunting group was seen, and not just any kind, but werewolves hunters specifically. My hands began to shake. My eyes glanced at my right hand. Even though it was gloved with iron gloves, I could feel an old faint throbbing. Under it, a black x would be seen on my hand, with a deep cut running threw it.

I was once branded by slavers just like this. Before, when I was young...I was caught by a group and was almost sold away if not for my father. He chased after me relentlessly for three days and nights without rest, with no help from the family, as I was seen as a waste of resources as is, with many other young members having systems and or promising skills that could be used younger than most. Of course, many tried to go against the elders but, were severely punished.

When my father did find me, he went on a bloody spree, killing all in his way. I watched as my father, a level 125 Silver werewolf, tore away all the many people that came at him, in his powerful, intimidating half-wolf form, some seeing it as the ultimate mix not fully changed, yet compact and agile, and the power to boot, but sadly I watched in awe, never once scared of the look on his face of the bloody injured figure in front of me. This tired, unrelenting man, fights for me. Honestly, I thought it would have been better to just leave me to this sad faith.

But no! His powerful claws and knives cut threw all, and he tiredly freed me and all the other wolves and even vampires, as they held much respect for their savor. Not once did they let their natural hatred of werewolves take over. Yet sadly, as my father held me in an embrace I'd never forget, as, he sadly died there with me in my arms.

Only after my mother and uncles threatened the elders did they come, but they came too late...I lay there in my father's arms, wailing away...nothing I could do as those bastards, looked at me, with hate and scorn, as they saw me as the death of one of their strongest members, and me his useless runt that was his only weakness.

Sighing, shaking away the past as well my anger, giving off the most pitiful look of despair I could, as It was clear I found out who they were, trying to sell my weakness, to get them to lower their guard, maybe slip up.

Before the third one could even speak, his mouth open, my knife flung into it, piercing his skull. He was pinned to a tree trunk and instantly killed, his body pinned. As my guess was right, my stats still gave me a much-needed edge, and it seemed the lowest level one was gullible.

I [Quick step] to a tree branch, running as the dark elf used the same skill but to greater effect, chased after me to her boss, yelling as I just barely outpaced her, hitting away her bow shots with my sword with some effort.

'Wait, Icy, stop! don't split up!' The male desperately yelled out to his remaining companion. The woman was quite confident in her skills, due to my weakened state, continuously shooting out more bolts my way, blocking a few, as I dodged the others as I looked back, smiling at her, only for her to be perplexed, as to why I had so much energy even after fighting the hobgoblin.

I could only laugh as my [stamina recovery] was doing its job as I spent five skill points to level it up to lv 4 when I was stalling by talking to them as my stamina went from heavy breathing to only lightly winded, downing three health potions and a mana pot I was back at peak form as now it was time I went on the assault.

Sending aura daggers at her, they were crude and brittle gray 4 inches rectangle blades, that hit her body and armor, only doing minor damage as a dark red whip came flying at my head, dropping down quickly as I landed on the floor, throwing out multiple [Wolf fangs] and aura slashes mixed in as she hit them away with her whip.

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"I'll admit you got some neat little tricks, ya mutt, but ya ain't gonna do much with me having the high ground here. Now stop moving away!" Icy said out madly, as she started shooting out poisoned bolts at me. Hitting them away, I threw out one more aura slash at the tree truck as it started to snap. In my flurry of slashes, I made sure a few would hit the tree as if I was forced to miss, from her whip and arrows.

She started to jump to the next tree as I ran to her, letting an arrow hit my shoulder, gritting my teeth as she didn't have the time to cast a poisonous one. Right when she was in mid-air, I finally sprung my trap on her.

Ethereal gray and white chains, wrapped around her body, and the branch she jumped from, pouring all my mana and aura into it, keeping her bound, her eyes went wild, and the large, heavy tree trunk fell onto her body hard pinning her, a loud blood-curdling scream was heard as well as a few crushed bones.

"You should have gotten armor on better spots. Not much it can protect if it's only covering your chest and legs, ya silly girl~." I mocked her. Both her leg and an arm were pinned under the tree, her free arm desperately trying to reach for her crossbow.

Which happened, to have a bolt, knocked in place. Jumping onto the log caused her to scream and gurgle with blood. We were many meters away from her leader. At best, he'd be near us in five minutes. I wanted to make her suffer more. I needed info, so I did the unthinkable, quickly chugging away more potions, and kicking off the tree from her body to elicit more screams from her.

I lifted her light body, letting her see the hatred in my eyes. I sunk my fangs deep into her neck, her body convulsing as I dropped her to the floor. She was changing, her bones snapping and changing, dark gray ears and a tail burst from her bloody ripped open skin as she patted out roughly, shaking. It was done as I tossed her down a potion.

She slowly and submissively took it, drinking it down as the man with an ax finally got to us, only to see the dark elf woman, named Icy was now my loyal submissive bitch.

"YOU DIRTY DOG BASTARD!!!!!!!" He charged at me in a rage, only to get hit back hard square in the chest by Icy's whip as he skirted back, in sheer disbelief. She was now my pack member and would do anything to keep her alpha alive, even if it meant killing the man she loved in front of her.

~~The user has turned a dark elf into a dark were-elf user has gained the title {Pack leader} ~~

{Pack leader} gives the user and his pack bosted speed and minor regeneration when fighting with his members

~~ The user has been given the skill of [Alpha ], which allows the user to select a member of his pack to be the alpha to lead when he is not there to lead them, as the marked alpha will gain half the user's strength and they get 50% of any and all EXP gained.~~

~~ The user has been given the skill of [Omega]. This skill can only be used by the user. This skill allows the user to control all and any members of his pack, regardless of others turned other members, as well as make all members follow the [Omega] will and word as law. They cannot attack the [Omega]. However, the [Alpha] may be challenged by anyone in the pack to take their title unless the [Omega] chooses another.~~

Turned:1/2 pack members

" Icy, let's take out this trash." I said, smiling wide before marking her as my [Alpha]. I started to slash away with my sword at his chest as he blocked each and every hit with his ax with ease. I knew this would not be an easy fight before ducking. Three poisoned arrows were launched at him as he knocked them away, letting out a powerful [warcry].

I could feel my body being weighted down quite a bit as he swung his ax at me seemingly faster than before, and I could only match the blow with my own. His strength was nothing to yawn at as it was far greater, than the hobgoblin and almost double mine. I was easily being oppressed before a black arrow hit his arm just barely as he yelled out, not much in pain but more so in frustration, jumping back.

"M-master that will make him.. make...Eric ...weaker, but only for a bit. We must overwhelm him...." my newly appointed elf said. I could tell she was struggling to tell me anything, let alone to fight him, but it was a fruitless effort as her loyalty was mine completely. Nodding, we both rushed him.

"You will pay for what you have done to my Icy. You damn dirty wolves just keep takings, and you need to be killed!" Eric screamed at me. Launching a powerful shockwave in our direction, Icy's whip grabbed my waist and flung me up to a tree. She soon followed behind me launching more arrows at him as a few pierced into the chinks of his armor.

It was quite odd to see her helping out so well. Honestly, I expected some pushback, but this system was made by the god of werewolves, and not a single one could go against him so easily, even if they wanted to.

Hehe, talk about perks!