S L Mewse

Torment S L Mewse

It was huge. Tall and slender but muscular with it. Its fur was a tan colour, like dark blonde hair, and its eyes a cold shade of icy blue. Its arms were longer than its legs, and ended in furred hands with long slender fingers tipped with terrible claws. Its movement was hunched, similar to a gorilla, though its hands were splayed rather than curled into fists. As it moved with its head lowered its shoulder blades cut high above its back in savage points; mirroring the sharp angles of its hip bones set above a scraggy, limp tail. Most of all however he was transfixed by its head, it was handsome and terrible all at once. It looked so much like a wolf, and yet sharper somehow. Something about the angles of its muzzle and the look behind its eyes betrayed a savagery unlike any other. Its canines were that little bit too long, its ears set slightly low, and its eyes... they were human and cruel, unmistakably so. But Hunter simply saw a monster, like something out of a nightmare. - Hunter Dalton had not had an easy start to life after the murder of his parents, but after decades of existence untroubled by torment he thought he had left the past behind him. He was very wrong. Tortured by loss and arrested for crimes he did not commit, his life is turned on its head by the arrival of a very ancient enemy. Consumed by the need for revenge and thrown into a world he had no idea existed, he goes on the hunt for a monstrous killer aided by a band of strangers. Never sure who to trust and battling with his inner demons, his life will be changed forever. The beast has kidnapped his oldest friend; will he get the vengeance he deserves before it's too late?