[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-felicity-s-beast-world-apocalypse":3,"chapter-felicity-s-beast-world-apocalypse-felicity-s-beast-world-apocalypse-chapter-6":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Felicity's Beast World Apocalypse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1311906,1744,"Chapter 6: Snow Team","felicity-s-beast-world-apocalypse-chapter-6",6,"\u003Cp>The road through the city was hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glass ground under their boots. Burned out cars sagged into each other like exhausted animals. The smell was wrong. Not just smoke. Not just rot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something metallic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something new.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved single file through side streets strangled by ferns and creeping vines already reclaiming pavement. The apocalypse had barely begun, and nature was already opportunistic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose led, blade out. Chin high. Tail low and steady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felicity followed close enough to brush her shoulder if she reached out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor and Finch took the rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor did not speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above them, a hawk spiraled in lazy loops against a pale sky. Too steady. Too consistent. It wasn’t hunting rats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was tracking movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felicity felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always at the edge of vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always watching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few blocks from the playground, the city shifted, silence tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felicity’s ears flicked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boots, not shuffling, tiles and rocks scraping under careful weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s hand came up instantly. Two fingers at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They melted into shadow beneath the overhang of a strip mall. Windows shattered. Signage hanging loose. The smell of stale sugar drifted from what had once been a bakery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose crouched at the broken glass \"There,\" she whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the street, movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felicity’s fingers tightened around the hilt of her knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor stepped in behind her not touching, hovering, protecting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Close enough that she could feel his body heat through the leather jacket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pulse was slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not nervous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anticipating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That steadiness calmed her more than it should have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the group stepped fully into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All beastmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Antlers sawed short and rough. Tusks protruding through cracked lips. Horns spiraling tight to skulls. Patchwork pelts stitched into jackets. Claws filed sharp. Tails twitching with suppressed energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They did not look confused, they did not look afraid, they looked organised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two broke off immediately, scaling an awning with rifles slung over their shoulders. The rest spread without speaking, taking corners, covering doors, controlling angles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t wandering they were executing a sweep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felicity’s stomach dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had been found, if Victor hadn’t heard them first..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Victor hadn’t been Victor..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would already be dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader stepped forward a wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No mistaking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crooked ears. Thick neck. Jaw like a slab of stone. An old ANZAC vest hung from his shoulders, medals clinking softly as he walked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were bright too bright, Mean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned at Victor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come out, Silver,\" he called lazily. \"We brought Maccas.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped into the light wings folded tight. Shoulders loose. Hands empty but ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’reearly,\" he replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf barked a laugh and approached, boots crunching over glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his eyes didn’t stay on Victor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They slid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ToFelicity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others followed suit. Quick glances at first, then longer ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blatant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Counting her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Measuring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evaluating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rangy man with shaved antlers stared too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor moved without looking like he moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body shifted half a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocked the line of sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The antlered man looked away immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf’s gaze snagged on Rose next, it lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not leering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Assessing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like he was studying whether she would bite back, \"Didn’t think you’d show up with women,\" the wolf said. \"Figured we’d drag you out sooner or later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor shrugged faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sometimes things fall into your lap.\" As he spoke, he moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time deliberately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped fully in front of Felicity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not subtle, his shoulders cast her in shadow, a sound left his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not loud enough to echo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But deep enough that the men closest stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a growl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The message landed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They pressed closer anyway, some of them couldn’t help it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their nostrils flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes sharpening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the smaller ones at the back muttered under his breath, \"Fuck. They’re real.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose’s lip curled \"What’s the problem?\" she snapped. \"Never seen a woman before?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man near the front let out a short laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seen plenty,\" he said. \"Haven’t seen many still breathing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another added, \"Not since the first wave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf lifted a hand, silencing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He inhaled slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes slid back to Felicity \"You can smell it,\" he said quietly. \"Can’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Murmurs of agreement, Felicity felt Victor’s body change in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Subtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spine straightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wings twitched once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand reached back without looking and wrapped around her wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Possessive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Claiming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf’s gaze dropped to that grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So,\" he said. \"Thatlittlefoxyours?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s answer was immediate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’smine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not raised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf studied him for a long moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then nodded once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or acknowledgement of a line drawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She smells like warmth,\" the wolf said, voice lower now. \"Like something that hasn’t been burned out yet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flicked to the others \"You’ve all seen it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The murmurs turned darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Most of the women we found didn’t make it past the first few hours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or they changed wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or they didn’t change at all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf looked back at Felicity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ve swept four blocks. Two shopping centers. A train station.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held up three fingers \"Three living women.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause \"Do the math.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not one to a hundred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a statistic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just what they had seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Felicity’s throat tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That doesn’t mean..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It means something’s skewed,\" the wolf cut in calmly. \"Either they died faster. Or they were targeted first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes flicked to the men around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Or they’re being hunted.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s grip tightened around her wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breathing had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax, Silver,\" he said mildly. \"We’re not here to steal what’s yours.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s wings shifted slightly outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Youcan’tprotect her alone,\" the wolf continued. \"Not long term.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s eyes went cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air between them sharpened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finch suddenly stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the street, a hulking Kangaroo beastman had turned fully toward Rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grey skin thick and plated. A metal nose stud glinting in the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver dust drifted lazily between his fingers like metallic pollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Name’s Giddy,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giddy’s gaze dragged down her frame \"You think those twigs back there can protect you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He jerked his chin toward Finch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finch didn’t smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’ssee,\" he said simply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giddy grinned wide enough to show flattened molars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved off without another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That left Felicity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf began to circle slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up close, his scars were more obvious. Teeth marks along his shoulder. A knife wound that had healed crooked near his collarbone. A black tattoo disappearing behind one ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His scent was heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dominant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So what’s the plan, Silver?\" he asked. \"You hide her? Keep her under your wing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor did not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Careful,\" he said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am being careful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned slightly, trying to see around Victor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor moved instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wings flared half open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rumble in his chest deepened into something that vibrated the broken glass at their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several of the men stiffened, Instinct recognising instinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s not a resource,\" Victor said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf tilted his head,\"Everything is a resource now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She isn’t.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf’s eyes narrowed slightly \"And if something happens to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s gaze did not waver \"Then it dies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not dramatic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf studied him again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he nodded once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good,\" he said. \"Because that’s the only answer I respect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rebalancing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re pushing toward the river line,\" he said. \"Setting up perimeter along the hospital grid. If you want to survive longer than a week, you’ll need alliances.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze dropped to Felicity again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you’re right about one thing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s jaw tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She’s not something you share.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But you better understand something too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf’s voice lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Men are already noticing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around them, the other beastmen shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hungry in ways that had nothing to do with food, Victor’s hand slid from Felicity’s wrist to her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pulled her closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost flush against his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wings spread fully now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To block.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re staring,\" he said quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several of the men looked away instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good,\" he murmured. \"You feel it too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor’s pupils narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not soldier now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not strategist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Animal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf raised both hands slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re not your enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor did not lower his wings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then don’t act like one.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence stretched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then from down the street, a shockwave cracked the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giddy roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finch answered with a laugh that didn’t sound entirely sane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wolf glanced toward the sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like introductions are over,\" he said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes returned to Felicity one last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep her breathing,\" he said to Victor. \"For alloursakes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor did not respond, he was too busy watching every man within ten meters of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Counting threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mapping exits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thumb pressed into the small of her back unconsciously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Claiming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when the wolf finally turned away, taking his men with him to regroup with the fight unfolding down the block,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Victor did not relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until every last scent had faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did his wings fold back in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his hand never left her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not once.\u003C\u002Fp>",1558,"2026-06-05T18:40:19.877Z",1,"novelbin.me","b36ed9451d6f2a541a0a2b1428cd8650caadca4a8dd16b324178f975464fe5cb","felicity-s-beast-world-apocalypse-chapter-110","felicity-s-beast-world-apocalypse-chapter-109",284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffelicity-s-beast-world-apocalypse-cover.jpg"]