Chapter 2

• TYGER
• - Stopped! I let out a loud roar grabbing the last tiger by the stomach.
• “Tyger! There's one more that escaped Stone's capture. Need to catch it, you're faster and have a keener sense of smell and hearing. He is almost reaching the road, someone might be passing by there. Blade yells into the distance as he holds another animal.
• - Cum! — I turn around to the point of being able to look right into the ferocious tiger's eyes — Come back! Now! - I order and the animal runs when I release it.
• I rush through the trees growling loudly to get his attention already that I'm coming to get him. I reach the side of the road, look around, smell the air and find the direction he is. I approach running inside the bush to cross the road and catch up with him, when I see him he's stopped, which makes me even more attentive, he might have some prey in sight.
• I crouch down like a tiger preparing to pin him.
• A faint floral essence suddenly fills my nostrils, I also hear one more pulse besides mine and the animal's, it's accelerated, the smell of fear and very strong dread hits me hard. It comes from in front of him, without a doubt it's a human female, the cat's large body covers her likely small body.
• I let out a loud grunt warning that I'm very close, seeming to understand he backs off, so without blinking I jump over him and take the female in my arms and then run into the woods.
• "Calm down, I got you." You can trust me. I say so you don't get hysterical.
• She snuggles into my arms as I run with her, she seems to weigh an average of fifty-eight kilos spread over a meter and sixty tall. Her dark skin is almost icy cold and worries me a little, her curly hair hides her features from me, I feel tears wet my chest and it causes me a strange fury and desire to comfort her.
• However, I don't have that much time to study it, I need to get it safe now. An idea comes to mind and I execute it without hesitation, I make a quick turn towards my house, there the female will be safe while I go back to take care of that animal.
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• I feel my chest pounding as I make my way back home after having dealt with all five animals with the help of my friends. Tomorrow we will find out who released them.
• When we were freed from the Medicinne industries, which kidnapped hundreds of pregnant women and newborn babies to serve as guinea pigs in their experiments, animals were also rescued that, like us, were victims of tests in an attempt to transform them into wild monsters by modifying them. you.
• They took DNA from them to put in us in an attempt to create a hybrid machine hybrid, more resistant, with special abilities, more strength and sharpened senses to be sold to countries at war or to be slaves.
• The tigers and other rescued animals were placed in an area of ​​closed forest and adapted with metal walls when we won our own land from the government, so that they would not be dangerous for a hybrid that does not have the ability to make them retreat or for any human. .
• As I get closer to home, my mind turns to the female I saved, she will be there when I get back and it's like I can expect screams of horror as soon as she notices the differences in my face, like most humans do. do.
• Strangely part of me hated that she was alone in the middle of a deserted street surrounded by forest at night with no one to protect her, she looks so small and fragile.
• I walk through the door and the floral scent soon fills my nose, I'm careful when approaching, but to my surprise I find her curled up on the couch in fetal mode, her slow breathing assures me that she's sleeping. I get closer to see if she's hurt somewhere, with the adrenaline of saving her and going back to hunting the animal if I can think that maybe she was hurt.
• My nostrils smell a pleasant smell coming from her little body, it goes beyond the fruity smell, very sweet... Fuck! She's ovulating, right at the beginning but I can already feel it. Hybrid males go crazy when a female is in what we've learned is called the fertile period for human females, we just call it estrus, but they seem to hate that term.
• I need to stay as far away from her as possible.
• I start to study her body, forcing myself to concentrate only on the smell of her shampoo. She's beautiful, I can't deny it, her human features are delicate, her lips full, nose small, perhaps the most beautiful human female I've ever seen in all my time living with them.
• The fruity smell of her shampoo almost masked the bloody scent I catch then looking down at her leg, one knee and both elbows are bruised.
• “Shit! — I mumble going after the first aid kit.
• I go back to the sofa, lowering myself in front of her, starting to treat the wounds, cleaning them very carefully and bandaging them. I'm relieved that she doesn't have awake in the process, she just fidgeted a little, she must be very tired, but I did my best to make my touch as sensitive as possible.
• Human females are sensitive and fragile, we learned about this as soon as we gained our land by chance that some of our males were interested in relating to them.
• Something I don't understand how or why, they wouldn't hold our bodies, I repeat they are small and fragile, they are in no way compatible with us, hybrid males are bigger than human males in every way and much more intense too, wild and brute.
• There's no point in sharing sex with a female if we're going to have to worry about maintaining control the whole time, it takes all the fun out of enjoying the moment.
• I shake my head backing away from the couch, it doesn't make any sense that I'm having these kinds of thoughts when I never intended to have sex with a human female, some of their men have told us that they are clingy and needy, something I I am willing to avoid at all costs.
• Our protective instincts make us capable of anything for someone who is important to us.
• A mate is all I don't want at the moment, it would take away my freedom, my independence and I would have to live to protect her as she would become my weak point, because that's the way hybrid males are, we protect and kill anyone we come across. dare to touch what is ours or represent a threat.
• We are extremely possessive and we cannot control it because it is part of our DNA. The female would be scared and reject me, leave me for who I am, I would go crazy and very angry, destroy everything and everyone in my path to get her back.
• So it's better not to get attached to any female. I don't want to turn into that.
• I just want to live my life, enjoy the freedom that was taken from me for years, try to overcome the bad memories of the painful abuse and mistreatment. My focus is solely on working with my people to hunt down the motherfuckers who did this to us and get revenge.
• I decide to take a shower while she sleeps, I don't know if she'll wake up today since it's already dawn, I'm sweaty and dirty. When I'm done, I walk into the kitchen wearing gray sweatpants and a black T-shirt.
• I look out the window and see that the weather has cooled down, it will rain soon, soon, the female is still sleeping peacefully on my sofa, starting to make me restless and worried, but without being able to avoid my protective instincts, I approach her again, covering her with a blanket.
• I do my best not to inhale the scent coming from her, I'll go crazy if it's more than a few seconds too close.
• When morning comes I will personally take care of taking her home safely, however it will be difficult if there is a storm, she could catch a cold or something, so if it starts I won't be able to take her until the rain stops, she will have to than staying here and your smell will make me ache in my pants.
• I make coffee and food to feed her when she wakes up and sit at the table with a half-empty cup, my eyes fixed on her. A few seconds later her small body moves slightly along with the noise of the rain that starts to fall.
• I continue to stare at her from afar with a strange anxiety until she rolls off the couch falling to the floor, I get up automatically going to her worried that she was hurt, the female looks scared as if she had just come out of a nightmare.
• I watch her face that has an expression of pure confusion, her breathing is labored when she finally looks at me, her eyes are dark brown and beautiful. I reach out with my arms to pull her off her feet and simply wait for the moment when she realizes I'm a hybrid and starts screaming.